Josh places me back down on the counter after he calmed my crying down. My hand is hurting and I think he can see how much because he strokes his thumb down my wet cheeks, his facial features concerned. "Baby, these cuts are quiet deep. They are going to need a couple of stiches-nothing to worry about, I'll get you fixed up and we can go eat and cuddle okay?"

I knew he was going to say that, my hand is still bleeding and it doesn't look like it is slowing down any time soon. I'm breathing pretty fast from fear and Josh is quick to notice and calm me down. "Shh, Sophie honey, I need you to listen to me. There's nothing to be scared of, okay baby? I need you to slow down your breathing for me." He gently takes my good hand and holds it to his chest. "Take a deep breath in sweetheart." I try my best to breath but my breath is coming out in labored, short pants. "Your okay baby, your doing so well. Try again for me. That's it, there you go."

Josh eventually calms my breathing and after 5 minutes I'm left with just nervous butterflies. Josh is going through his black medical bag, pulling things out as he speaks to me. "Your not going to feel anything sweetheart, I promise your going to be fine. Just keep taking those deep breaths for me, everything is going to be okay." His gentle words make me feel better and I know Josh is only trying to help me. He pulls open the plastic that was around the suture kit and I look away. I hear him pull on latex gloves and he stands in front of me tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Okay baby, if you just close your eyes for me and keep up that breathing I'll get this done in no time" He says softly and presses a kiss to my cheek.

I do as he says and I feel him gently pick up my hand and angles it a certain way to rest on a pile of towels beside me on the bathroom counter. "After I've got something in your tummy, we can watch a movie baby. Any ideas what you want to watch?" He is trying to distract me as I hear him messing with the suture kit he got out earlier, but I don't feel him do anything yet. "Not a scary movie" I say quietly and think of a movie to watch.

Josh chuckles at me. "We can watch whatever you want baby."

"Can we watch Identity Thief?" I ask, thinking that was a good film and that we will both like it. "Of course we can, I love that movie-little pinch now baby-tell what you favorite movie is" I feel a sharp sting in my hand and turn my head to see Josh holding my hand gently as he injects something with a needle. I cry out. "I know baby, I'm sorry, keep still for me sweetheart, close your eyes again. Tell me what your favorite movies is." He says as I feel the needle poke another point in my hand and tears slowing run down my face.

"Uh, um, I-I like-e o-old m-movies. From-m the n-nineties." I try to say but it comes out in desperate stutters. "Really? I love nineties movies too, its too hard to choose the best one, right?" He says and I nod my head feeling a little nauseous. "Y-yeah, I h-have l-like ten-n f-favorite o-ones."

I feel Josh finally pull the needle out of my hand and I relax. I hate needles. "I'm sorry sweetheart, your not going to feel anything now okay? Lets wait for the numbing to kick in." He says this as he pulls my body forward to rest my head on his chest as he runs his finger through my hair. "You promise its not going to hurt anymore?" I sniff.

He rubs my back slowly. "I promise baby, its not going to hurt. The hard part is over now." He kisses the top of my head. I breathe in his cologne, relaxing as the scent hits my nose. "I'm sorry for making it hard for you, this stuff just freaks me out." I whisper into his chest, my cheeks heating up at the embarrassment of admitting that to Josh-a doctor. He is still softly rubbing my back but at my confession I feel him pause for half a second before continuing. "What do you mean baby?" He asks, trying to get me to open up a little more. I find opening up to people difficult, but I have opened up to Josh more than pretty much anyone, in the past few weeks but I haven't spoken to him about my fears.

"It doesn't matter, I'm just tired." I whisper, not really wanting to have that conversation right now. He pulls back to look me in my eyes, with his gloved hand softly cupping my cheek he ask "Baby tell me, it does matter. I want you to feel comfortable with me and to know you can tell me anything. Its okay, tell me what's going on sweetheart." He strokes his thumb backward and forward staring into my eyes. A single tear slips from my eye. "But your going to hate me." I whimper out.

Josh looks flabbergasted with me. "I could never hate you Sophie. You are so beautiful inside and out. I will never hate you. You make me so happy, you have no idea." He says firmly. I have never heard him speak so firmly before, he usually is very calm around me, treating me like a delicate china doll. I don't mind, I actually like it though, he makes me feel safe and not so anxious. "Tell me what you meant baby, what freaks you out?" He softened his voice. "I, I'm scared of doctors." I say looking down at my feet hanging off the counter, Josh standing between my legs. He softly lifts my chin so I look in his gorgeous eyes. "You thought I would hate you because your scared of doctors?" He asks me a tiny smile tugging at his lips. "Baby, I know about your fear, us doctors have a sixth sense when it comes to these things. It is something I want to talk to you about though, Sweetheart."

I Knew I had made it too obvious about my fear, I'm embarrassed and nervous about what he wants to talk to me about. "You knew? You didn't say anything." I say looking down. He lifts my chin again. "I wanted you to open up to me on your own, I really want you to trust me Sophie and come to me about this when you were ready. I also know how bad your anxiety is and I didn't want to add to it." He says as he brushes his thumb over my cheeks again- I love it when he does that.

"I'm going to start your stitches baby, get it over and done with yeah? You wont feel anything okay? Nothing to be scared of, you'll just feel a little bit of tugging at the most." I take a deep breath and nod, trusting him. He leans forward and pecks the corner of my mouth and looks in my eyes. My heart flutters, that's the closet we have had to a kiss and I want more. I look at him through my lashes, my cheeks heating up and he leans forward again and softly presses his lips to mine. He leans back to look at me and I smile at him, my face on fire. He returns my smile, stroking my cheek. "Ready angel?" I nod in a trance as I stare at his stunning face.

He moves to grab something, I'm not even paying attention to what, just trying to control the giddy butterflies in my stomach. I feel a slight tugging sensation in the skin of my hand but don't pay attention to it. "You don't feel any pain, right baby?" He suddenly asks breaking me out of my trance. "Huh? Oh. No, no it just feels a bit weird." I say as I look down to see what he is doing to my hand. "No baby, look at my face." I do immediately, feeling a little sick from what I saw. "That's it. The weird feeling in your hand is normal baby, don't worry. You'll be good as knew in no time. Let me know if you feel even the slightest bit uncomfortable though angel, okay?" I nod.

"I'm almost done sweetheart, your doing so well. I'm so proud of you baby." I smile slightly, I love the way he praises me. "Okay baby, that's all done now, I'm just putting some anti-septic cream on here and bandaging your hand. You need to keep this dry for the next week and I'll remove the stitches in a week, okay babe?" He says as he smears the cream over the stiches and starts wrapping my hand in the soft white bandage, putting gauze over the stitches first. "Okay" I nod, even though I have no idea how I'm supposed to keep my hand dry for a week- how am I supposed to shower?

Josh grasps my hips and lifts me into his arms once he has finished wrapping my hand. "All done cutie, you were so brave, I'm so proud of you beautiful. Lets go get some food in this little body of yours." He says as he put me on my feet and takes my good hand to lead me out of his bathroom and downstairs. "I'm not that small, your just really tall." I joke, feeling so much better now that's all over with. Josh chuckles at me, he's so handsome when he smiles. "Okay clumsy, your on a chair for the rest of the night now. I can't have my baby hurt again." He says as he lifts me up onto the stool at the bar, I was sitting on earlier, even though I am perfectly capable of getting on there myself. He is defiantly very protective- its nice to have someone care so much.

He cleans up the glass and water and I argue the whole time that I can help but he said that if I get up off the chair he would throw the desert he has in the refrigerator in the trash. I shut up straight away. He makes quick work of finishing off making dinner and were sat at his dining table eating the delicious meal he prepared. Josh is an amazing cook, I don't think there is nothing he cant do.

No were seated in his TV room. I'm snuggled up against him, almost on his lap and he has his arms around me stroking my back. Its making me sleepy, but I want to finish our movie and I don't want to go back to the dorm yet. I want to stay as long as I can with him. "You getting tired angel?" Josh asks me quietly, trying not to disturb from my calm state. "No, I'm okay." I say but my sleepy voice betrays me. "I know your tired sweetheart, You want me to take you back to your dorm?" I sit up straight. "No I promise I'm okay, I want to stay with you."

"You can stop here the night if you'd like? But you have to go to sleep soon baby, your exhausted. You can have my bed and I'll sleep in the guest room." I nod and lean back into him, happy with the situation and content in his arms.

"Come on baby, time for bed." Josh says as he picks me up from the couch. Huh, I must have fallen asleep. I wrap my arms and legs around him as he carries me up the stairs. He sits me on his bed and goes into his walk in closet, returning with a t-shirt and some sweatpants. "Go get changed sweetheart and let me know when your done so I can get you some toiletries" He says as he leads me to his bathroom, placing his clothes on the counter and shutting the door behind him. I quickly get changed but don't bother with the sweatpants as the t-shirt falls past my knees. I open the door and Josh has gotten changed into some sweatpants but his torso is on full display as he didn't bother putting on a shirt.

Wow. That's all I can say. He has a six pack, solid pecks and the V. He is perfect in every way. His bare feet pad towards me and he picks me up and places me on the bathroom counter. He opens a drawer under the sink pulling out a new toothbrush, removing the packaging for me. My eyes are closing as I watch him swipe toothpaste across the bristles. He holds out the toothbrush but I can barley lift my arms, I'm so tired I just want to go to bed. "Its okay baby." He says as he watches me try to grab the toothbrush again. He steps towards me and stands between my legs. "I'm just going to help you brush your teeth okay? Open for me baby." I'm so tired I do.

He ever so gently brushes my teeth for me, moving the bristles in soft circles around my mouth. "Bit together for me baby." He says quietly and I do. "Good girl." He finishes brushing and rinses off my toothbrush, handing me a cup of water to rinse my mouth and I spit into the sink. He grabs a clean face flannel and a face wash for sensitive skin and cleans all the make-up off my face. He starts brushing his teeth and I raise my arms to him, wanting to be held. He picks me up and places me on his hip as he finishes brushing his teeth. He grabs some mouth wash swishing his mouth out. He hands me the lid with some mouth wash in but I shake my head. "Come on baby, we can go to bed as soon as you have done this." He says, looking in my eyes.

"No, I don't want to." I whine. Mouthwash burns and I really don't like it. "It prevents cavities baby. Please? For me?" He is ridiculously protective over my health today, what has gotten into him? I am too tired to argue so I just open my mouth and he pours a very small amount of the burning liquid in compared to his large amount. My face scrunches up and I lean forward to spit but he stops me. "Ten seconds baby, make sure you swish it around okay." His doctor side it really on high alert tonight. He lets me spit after ten seconds. "It burns" I cry. "It will go away soon sweetheart, come on bed time." He carries me into his room and places me on the already turned down bed. He sits on the side of the bed, next to my hip once he has tucked me in and strokes my hair.

"I'll be right down the hall if you need anything baby." I grab his hand. "No, stay." He looks into my eyes. "Are you sure your comfortable with that honey?" I nod and pull on his hand. He gets into bed and I snuggle up to him straight away, placing my head on his chest and leg over his. His one hand comes up to my hair and the other soothingly rubs my back. I instantly start to doze off and the last thing I hear is him say "Goodnight baby." He kisses the top of my head and I fall into a nightmareless sleep.

Hey guys,

Bella xx