I have a feeling you’re the same anon that asked for the tattoo fanfic haha which is great so thank you! Here’s the next one :)
~ Joshifer one-shot ~
It’s crowded, there’s people everywhere, screaming and cheering, anxious for the game to start. For once, I am glad that all this is not for me. It doesn’t mean I get to relax, because people still notice me and say hi and want to take pictures, but I am happy. I can watch the game with my family, cheer and be loud, and probably eat some pizza at some point.
A few minutes before the game starts, I can’t help myself and stand up to do the Louisville “L” sign with my hand, and soon everyone else is doing it -or is it the THG salute?-. I see myself on the big screens that hover over the basketball court and I wave my hand graciously.
The cheers are quite loud for me to hear my phone but I feel it vibrate inside my pocket. I pull it out as I sit down and smile. I knew he would write me.
"Just saw you on tv. So cute with the hat and that beautiful smile. Won’t last long tho. Get ready to lose. Love u."
I chuckle as I shake my head. He’s probably on his couch back in LA with a beer in one hand and his phone in the other one. Man, I miss him. It’s only been a couple of days but I wish he could be here with me and my family. But he can’t, I know. We know.
I reply quickly. “This smile is gonna be chasing you for a while, as we’re gonna win. Deal with it already. Love u too.”
He is definitely faster than me when texting. “Good cos I need that smile. Your team winning tho… not so sure.”
I decide not to reply to that; my brothers are teasing me and the game is about to start. I can’t sit still due to the excitement, and I’m not even the biggest basketball fan here. But I cheer, scream, clap and I’m having so much fun I don’t think I sit down for the first forty five minutes.
After the Cardinals score a few times in a row, I decide to gather my brothers and the three of us take the goofiest selfie: open mouths as if cheering, hands doing the Louisville L sign and my tee shirt right in the middle of the picture. Picture that, obviously, I send to Josh.
"Get it all out while you can, Lawrence family. It ain’t gonna last."
"Love your necklace btw ;-)"
His second text makes me smile and forget about the game for a moment. We exchanged Christmas gifts in front of my family this year; it was not a big deal. But Josh saved the necklace for last. Once we were alone that evening, he pulled out the thin yet long velvet box and handed it to me. I thought it would be a bracelet, but when I opened it and found a heart shaped pendant, I went speechless. He knows how much I love wearing necklaces, and the heart- well, “it’s mine, and for you to keep,” he said that night.
So it’s only fair that I wear his heart today. I know he would have killed to be here with me, so I like to think that in some way, he is here.
I’m about to reply to his last text but another one from him pops up.
"Miss you x"
"Wish you were here with me. I’d be sitting on your lap and we’d be making fun of each other every time our teams scored haha. Miss you too xx"
"Maybe we can do that next year :)"
"Maybe. And I’ll get to see your loser face as I’m gonna miss it today :P"
"You still haven’t won so hold your horses, missy. I might be the one seeing your loser face on tv today."
"You won’t. OMG my brothers are getting pizza!!!! xxx"
As soon as I see it coming I grab a slice and take a bite. I am hungry. Ben hands me a beer and then I realize I need an extra hand to keep texting Josh. Oh well, I’ll have to eat fast.
But I’m not even halfway through the pizza when Blaine takes my phone and asks me to pose with the food. I open my mouth as wide as I can and pretend to be taking a huge bite. He snaps a pic and I see him add some text to it. Before I swallow and talk, he tosses my phone back to me.
"I sent it to Josh," he says with a sly smile as he goes back to focusing on the game.
I clean my mouth and my hands, take a sip of my beer and check my phone. I see he has in fact sent the picture to my boyfriend, but my jaw drops as soon as I read what he’s written under it.
"You’ve probs seen this face a few times, but we all love her big mouth. She can def eat, huh? ;-)"
I punch him hard on the arm. “Blaine!! You’re gross.” I read his words again and I laugh a bit. Although I’m hoping Josh is not all freaked out. His reply comes a few seconds later.
"Thanks for the pic, Blaine. Gonna use it as my screensaver haha gotta love this face"
How does he know it was Blaine? Wow, he’s good. But also, gross! I quickly turn to my brother who is still laughing at his own joke. “You two are never talking again.”
"You better delete that pic or you won’t be seeing that face in a long time, Mr. Hutcherson."
He answers so fast I laugh. "Deleted. Will you check the score now and see who’s winning? Love ya!"
I lift up my head only to find my team is losing by just a few points. Fuck. I put my phone in my pocket and ignore it every time it vibrates. I’m not answering Josh, I need to focus on the game I have come to watch with my family. It gets really interesting and competitive, which makes time fly.
When we get to the last break, I ask my dad to walk me to the restrooms. We make our way there after stopping to take a picture with a couple of fan girls. I’m honest, as always, and tell them to rush as I really need to pee.
After I use the bathroom and wash my hands, I take a moment to check my phone and read all the texts Josh has been sending me.
"I guess you saw the score and don’t wanna talk. I understand. But I warned you."
"Still praying for your team to win? Not gonna happen Jenny."
"Ok stop ignoring me now. I’ll stop teasing :P"
"Heyyy :( Remember I’m home alone, feeling lonely, I get to see your face on tv every few minutes but that’s not enough :("
"I really do hope you’re enjoying the game with your family :) I love seeing you smile this much xx"
"I love you, beautiful."
"I really do love you."
"Can’t wait to see you in a couple days."
"I miss you xx"
"and love you"
"Ok I’m gonna stop now cos you’re gonna be pissed when you read all these annoying texts. Call me after the game xxx"
I smile. I smile so widely I feel my eyes getting all watery so I stop. I lean against the door and type out what is probably the longest text I have ever written in my life.
"Never stop texting me. I love reading you. I love knowing that you miss me and that you love me. I love you calling me beautiful, and even though I’ll never admit it to your face, I love it when you tease me over silly things, like a basketball game. I love how you think you can annoy me with texts when deep down you know you could never annoy me, with anything. I love that you like seeing me smile. And I love that you love me. And I love you, too xxx"
I press send before I regret it. I’ve never written anything like this before but I think he’ll like it. Before I let the emotional moment go away, I send him one last text.
"Your team is gonna win, but whatever. When it comes to us, I won ;)"