Hide And Seek ~ Josh Dun

Chapter 66

"Oh Sweetie, you look so beautiful!" Mrs. Dun exclaims, wrapping me into a bear hug. I grin and squeeze her back. "You're going to love tonight." She smirks. All day Josh has refused to tell me where we are going, but he's told literally everyone else. Even Tyler and Jenna, who have sent me multiple text messages with winky faces.

"Thank you." I nod at her, and finish putting in my earrings. I've decided on a black lace dress. It flows down to mid thigh, but through the lace it shows some of my torso. Momma Dun picked it out while helping me try to decide what to wear, since she knew where I was going and I didn't.

"Hey Ba-holy cow." Josh stops in the door way, his eyes scanning over my body. Blush rushes to my face, even though he literally does this every time I dress up. Looking over him, I can't help but smile. He is wearing a short sleeved buttoned up shirt with black jeans. It's my favorite shirt on him because it does nothing to cover up his muscles, which I love.

Momma Dun nudges me and twirls her finger. I nod, and spin around, flashing a smile at Josh once I stop. He is now grinning wider than ever. Walking over to me, he places a gentle kiss on my forehead.

"You look beautiful, Baby Girl." Whenever he compliments me, his voice goes a lot lower than normal, and honestly, it drives me insane. After muttering a thank you, Momma Dun demands she gets a picture of us.

"Josh, if you don't hold still..." She threatens, glaring at him. He widens his eyes and laughs, agreeing to stop dancing. As I roll my eyes, he wraps his arms around my waist and lays his head on my shoulder.

"Look at me, Princess." He whispers. I slowly turn my head, and look into his eyes. We both smile, and as soon as he hears the clicking sound of her camera, he quickly kisses me. "Lemme see it, mom." Josh whines, skipping over to her.

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"Joshua, I swear if you do not tell me where we are going-"

"You're hanging around my mom too much! You're starting to threaten me like she does!" Josh exclaims, laughing. He glances over at me and I stick my tongue out, folding my arms. "Oh come on baby, please hold my hand. I promise we are almost there." He hits his lower lip out. For a couple of seconds I'm strong, but when he looks at me from under his eyelashes, I let out a big sigh and grab his hand. He squeezes my hand, running his thumb over the top of my knuckles.

"I really like your mom." I announce, staring out the window. Seeing his reflection in the glass, I can see his smile.

"I was hoping you would. She already adores you, it's crazy." He lifts my hand up to his lips and kisses it. "We're here baby." And with that he drops my hand so he can park the car.

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"I used to come here all the time when I was younger just to think. Most of the times I would sneak out in the middle of the night and come here. This booth, this booth was always mine. I would carve whatever I was thinking into it." Josh explains as I trace over all of the words. We had barely gotten through the door when the owner had screamed. For such a short old lady, she sure as hell ran fast.

She had cried on Josh's shoulder for a couple of minutes, exclaiming how proud she is. Josh had comforted her and it made my heart die. But what was even more heart warming was how he introduced me, and her response.
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"Tia, this is Abby-Lynn, my soon to be beautiful wife." Josh winks at me, and I roll my eyes.

"Oh, I know who she is." Was all she said before throwing her arms around me.
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Now we are waiting in his signature booth waiting for our food. Some of the words in this booth are heart breaking. There's things like death, goner, alone, and nightmare. But there's also good words like hope, family, and even Tyler's name is on here.

"This was like my way to cope. If I could have it on the table, that meant what I was feeling was valid, or what is on there is real. After Tyler and I played our first show, I came here and wrote his name. And in the corner is the date." I smile at him as he talks about most of the words.

"I used to come here after every tour, but I haven't been here since after the first couple of times I had gotten nightmares. So this," he points to the word nightmares, "is the most newest." I nod and listen to every thing he says. Grabbing his hand, I give it a squeeze.

"Coming through, love birds!" Tia sings, practically dropping plates of food. After she has everything on the table, Josh pulls her close and whispers into her ear. For some reason, she pulls away with tears in her eyes and nods, patting his shoulder. Once she leaves, he looks at me with a lopsided grin.

"Huh?" I ask, completely confused. He just shakes his head and stuffs food in his mouth. Rolling my eyes at him, I start to do the same.

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"Jissssshhhhh. Where is the bathroom?" I groan after he flings mashed potatoes in my face. He won't stop laughing, all he does is point to the right. Quickly taking my phone out and snapping a picture of him like that, I make my way to the bathroom.

After cleaning off all of the food, I upload the photo to Twitter.

@AbbyLynnWins "child. @joshuadun"

As soon as I post it, Josh is the first to like it. Rolling my eyes, I make my way to the table. Josh is grinning at me, the grin where his eyes go all squinty. Sitting down, I raise an eyebrow. He moves a plate, and I watch as blush covers his face as he stares at the table.

Following his eyes, it takes everything in me to not burst out in tears. On the table, bigger than anything, is my name, with multiple dates. Looking at him, he takes my hand, and uses his other hand to point them out.

"This one, at the top, is the date we met. This one, is when we kissed. And the first time when you came on stage with us. And when I asked you out. The first time you met my family." He rambles on, grinning like a little kid. I laugh, tears starting to fall. He squeezes my hand. "As we continue to go through things, I will keep on adding dates to this table. When we are old and wrinkly and have the worst memory, I want to at least remember that these dates are special to me."

I throw my arms around his shoulders, jumping over the table. He chuckles and pulls me the rest of the way over, placing me in his lap as we hold on to each other. For the next hour, we just talk about our favorite memories with each other.