Here the final part of my Josh and Jaymi supernatural fanfic! I know it took a while, sorry, but I hope you all enjoy it!:-)
Here is the final part of my fanfic I Wish I Was You. Hope you enjoy! 🙂
Title: I Wish I Was You
Disclaimer: I don’t know Union J. What I’m writing is complete fiction.
Jaymi stayed the night with Olly sleeping on the sofa. Mid-way through the night Olly came out of the bedroom and approached him at the sofa.
“Josh, wake up.”
Jaymi hadn’t really been asleep. Just had his eyes closed over.
“What is it ba- Olly?”
“Just all these strange feelings I’m feeling lately.”
“Like what?”
“Like me and Jaymi. Me and you. I honestly don’t know where I’m at.”
“In what way?”, Jaymi asked sitting up and making room for Olly to sit next to him on the sofa.
“Just lately I feel closer to you. It isn’t that I want to undo everything that Jaymi and I have built up over the years. It’s just that I feel a connection with you. Like I did with him before. I never thought I could have a connection like that with anyone else the way I had it with him. I can’t deny how I’m feeling anymore though. It’s there.”
Jaymi silently wished in his mind that he and Josh had never made those stupid wishes that night. It was the usual story with life. You always wanted what you couldn’t have and took for granted the people in your life who actually completed your world. He just wanted his life back and he silently wished he could have it back. Have Olly back. It was clear to him that Olly loved him for what was inside him. For who he was. That’s clearly why the poor guy was so confused. He knew he shouldn’t kiss him and yet those lips. Those lips were drawing him in. Soft, tender, sensual. And so he kissed him feeling Olly’s resistance as he pulled away. But then he seen Olly’s eyes flash with surprise and he fainted.
Josh was sitting with JJ and George. He was keeping silent. It didn’t seem to be wise to speak about how he was feeling about his new body transformation. It was clear that the outcome of that would only be a lot of raised eyebrows. He wished things were back to normal. Both he and Jaymi were under immense strain trying to live each other’s lives. Suddenly George and JJ looked at him in shock.
“Josh …”, JJ began.
“What?”
He was so shocked that he had been called his own name for the first time in ages.
“You’ve just turned into Josh!”, George says.
“I’ve always been. Me and Jaymi turned into each other!”
“How?!”
“I don’t know George. I don’t know myself. We wished it in an argument and it just happened.”
“Olly, wake up!”, Jaymi said slapping him slightly on the side of the face to wake him.
In doing so he noticed that his hands were back to his own. No wonder Olly fainted, he thought and continued to try to wake him.
Gradually Olly came back to reality.
“J, what the hell? How is this happening?! How did you just turn into yourself like by magic or something? No, I’m sorry. It’s me. I’ve just had a vision that wasn’t there … It’s all this stress lately …”
Jaymi laughs.
“You didn’t have a vision babe. Josh and me turned into each other and now I’ve turned back …”
“No wonder Josh hit me …”
“No, he shouldn’t have done that! I am so angry with him …”
“J be fair. He freaked out. If I changed into one of his girlfriends and Josh was trying it on with me I think I’d knock him out too! You are friends. Forget it. I’m just glad it wasn’t you. And now I need a glass of …”
“Water? I could get you it.”
“I was thinking something stronger. A lot stronger!”
“I get you some alcohol.”, Jaymi replied and kissed him passionately before going to get Olly some much needed alcohol.
Josh was sitting playing Candy Crush the next day when Jaymi came in.
“Hey …”, Jaymi began.
“I shouldn’t have hit Olly. It was out of order man …”
“It was but it’s been a mad time. We need to put this behind us. Heck I’m getting married at the end of the year. You have a wedding to attend …”
“You still want me there?”
“We both do.”
They hug in a macho fashion.
“Come on Jay, we better catch this bus.”
They walk out to the tour bus where George and JJ are already on board waiting. As they step on to join them in the distance stands the old man they met on the night of their argument. He is smiling. His work here is done and now he is off to help more people value what and more importantly who they have in their life.
The End.