Wrong Number, Love || Josh Dun

Chapter Ten

When Josh and I get back from the gym, we'r both sweating like pigs.

"If you need a shower, there's one down that hall, and that one." I point to two hallways.

"Thank you." He smiles and walks to the bathroom.

I walk to the other one and shower as quickly as I can.

Once I'm out I see that I've forgotten my clothes.

"Gosh Clara, do better." I walk out of the bathroom, only wrapped in a towel and head down the hallway to my room.

Once I'm in my room I quickly change and walk into the living room.

I see a shirtless josh on the couch and I feel my face grow warm.

"Oh hi." Josh says with a smile.

"Hi"

"How're you?" He asks with a laugh.

Before I can answer, my phone goes off.

It's my Dad.

"One second, my dad is calling."

"Dad?" I ask over the phone. I hear sobs. "Dad, what's wrong?"

"Landons lung collapsed!" He cries.

"W-what?" I ask. The tears threatening to spill from you eyes.

"I-" He sobs "Clara..."

"How did it happen?" I feel the tears on my face.

"We don't k-know."

"I-i can't lose him!" I say as more tears fall from my eyes.

By now Josh is by my side.

"Clara, I-i know. I need to call your sister. I can't do this right now..."

"Okay dad. I love you, tell Landon I love him too." I say quietly.

"I-i will. I love you too" He hangs up

When he's done. I drop my phone, not caring, and collapse on the floor sobbing.

"Clara" Josh rubs my back. "What's wrong?"

As my sobs start to slow I tell him. "My brother...his lung...collapsed." I cry even more.

Then my sister walks in, sobbing as well. I get up and hug her as tight as I can.

"I don't want to lose Landon. We can't lose Landon." She says quietly.

"We wont."

After a bit longer, Clarissa has to go to work. So I'm left with Josh.

"Clara, do you want me to go? Do you need alone time?" Josh asks.

"No. I want you to stay. If you leave I would try to...nevermind...just please stay." I say to him.

"Okay, I will." He hugs me.

"I don't know why this is happening. He was perfectly fine." I say, more to myself.

"How old is he?" Josh asks

"Sixteen" I say

"Did he ever have any other problems?"

"Asthma...I think that's it..." I say. I start crying again. Josh hugs me.

"Calm down. I'm sure he'll be fine."

"He's in pain...so much of it...I don't want him to feel it." I say, then I bury my head into his chest.

"I know. He's just going to have to have surgery. Which will be okay." He says.

I nod against his chest.

I feel him place a kiss on my head as he tightens his grip around me. "Please don't stop." I say.

"Don't stop what?" He asks.

"Dont stop hugging me."

So he doesn't. He keeps holding me in his arms and he kisses my head. He tells me everything will be alright. And I trust him.

Filler