(SORRY IF THIS NEXT PART IS CONFUSING WITH THE TIMELINE AND ALL BUT IT WILL ALL MAKE SENSE SOON)
-Caspar POV-
"Caspar." Goddamn it's so sexy when he says my name.
"Yes?" I respond irritably. I'm driving us home from dinner, it's about 12:30 in the morning, and I'm not in the mood for talking.
I see Joe cringe a little. I soften up. "Sorry."
Joe takes a deep breath.
"Over the past while I've been thinking. about me, about you, about us. And more recently, what that waitress said."
This is going to go extremely well, or extremely bad. Either one will result in a lot of emotion.
I pull the car over and make him my main focus. Joe looks down at his feet, and sheepishly back up at me.
"I think I love you."
And before I know what's happening, he smashes his lips into mine. I feel my eyes go wide, and my body tense. But I soon relax into the kiss.
He pulls away. I am slightly disappointed. I open my eyes, and see my room.
Oh.
It was a dream.
I try to fall back asleep, to make it last forever. Sadly, it doesn't work. I guess I'll have to get up for the day.
I get to work on editing my newest video. I try to push Joe out of my mind.
At least I tried.
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I look up at the tiny clock on the top bar of my computer. It's 1:30 in the afternoon. Not too late for lunch, right?
I get up and walk to his room.
"Joe? What do you want for-"
It was then that I looked up from my phone. Joe was laying on his bed, crying. I rushed over to him.
"Joe? What's wrong?" He doesn't reply. I try to speak with him a few more times, but to no avail.
I decide to call Zoë. Surely she'd know what to do. And even if she didn't, she'd be much better at comforting Joe than I am.
The phone rings once, twice. No answer. On the third ring, Zoë picks up her phone. I barely give her time to say anything.
"Hel-"
"ZOË!? I NEED YOUR HELP!" I scream into the phone. I know this is kind of rude, but Joe needs me! If not me, someone.
"What? What is it?" She questions.
"It's Joe. He's like... crying and unresponsive." Zoë inhales deeply.
"I'll be there in 5."
"But Zoë, you live at least 15 minutes away!"
"5." She says firmly. And she hangs up.
4 minutes of comforting Joe later, our doorbell rings. I whisper to Joe that I'll be right back, although he doesn't hear me. Of course.
I rush upstairs and almost trip heading over to the door. I open it, and there stands a worried Zoella.
"What the fuck-- were you like speeding?" I say as she enters our house. I follow her down the stairs and point out Joe's room.
As if he doesn't already know where it is. She says to me:
"Caspar... I think it's better I talk to Joe alone... That ok?" I just nod and close the door as she enters.
I sit down with my back against the door. I know it's wrong to eavesdrop, but I want to do whatever I can to help Joe.
I listen in on their conversation and only end up hearing what I thought I might. And the second time around, the words only seem to hurt more.
Joe says he has feeling for me, but he's not gay. I've heard those words already, but they just seem to sting more. Then Zoë comes to my rescue.
"Joe." She says.
"If you let yourself think for a moment that you might possibly be gay, I think your life will be so much better."
I internally snort. She is almost saying that the gay life is the best life. And it kind of is. I stop my internal dialogue to keep listening.
"Maybe not even gay! Maybe bisexual. But Joe, I don't understand how you can think these things when obviously you care for Caspar a lot."
Zoë is so goddamn good at giving advice. I wish I was there for Joe like that.
"I'm scared, Zoë."
My breath hitches. I wish I was in there to hold him. To scare away his monsters.
"Of what, Joe?"
I listen intently.
"I don't know! I guess maybe I don't like change. Especially when something I thought was true for years turns out to be not true."
I know what he means. I went through a very similar phase. Although it was more bisexual to gay, rather than straight to bisexual/gay/whatever he was.
"Oh, Joe. I think everyone hates it. But change doesn't have to be a bad thing. If you open up your mind, I'm sure you'll soon realize that this is the right thing.
"I can tell that you want to be with Caspar. A lot. So why deny that to yourself? You know he has a crush on you, so you should be able to just let it happen. Trust me, Joe, it's for the best."
I silently thank Daddy Sugg for creating this perfect human being. For both of them, actually.
I stand up and hurry to my room when I hear footsteps. But they're only moving into Joe's bathroom, I'm assuming to wash his face.
A few minutes later, there's a knock at my door. I get up and open it. Joe is there, with Zoë nowhere in sight.
"Zoë left." Joe says, practically reading my thoughts. He lets himself in and sits on my bed.
I close my door behind him, although I don't know who'd walk in. It just seems like a way of making this conversation more private.
I start to ask him,
"So, are you okay?" He doesn't answer for a few seconds, but then says
"I've made my decision, Caspar."
-----A/N-----
Ooh cliffhanger😂😂
So I was in a writing mood today, and I have 3 more completed parts
So I think I'm gonna start updating regularly. Maybe every other day? Idk
Also I'm gonna start QOTDs bc why tf not.
QOTD: Otp?
AOTD: Jaspar, ofc! But I also really ship phan and troyler❤️
Love you❤️
-Rebecca xxo
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