Jaspar One-Shots

Close as strangers

Prompt: roughly off the song Close as Strangers by 5SOS. Joe goes on tour and this is how they cope.

Words: 1700+

Authors note - midnight why do you strike me tonight? What have I done not to see my dreams? It's midnight and I can't sleep.

Question: What is a quote you live by?

Mistakes are proof that your trying.

Just like that he was gone. Not entirely, but to me he sure seemed to be. I had been at home for a day before being whisked off to another place in the world. The hurt in his eyes was evident when I told him that I had to leave the next morning.

"You can't be serious can you? Please just tell me your not. I barely saw you for the past year and I finally get you back in my arms and your leaving. I get that you have fans Joe, but what about me? Don't I matter." I looked down at my feet not knowing what to say. He was right that I am never home anymore. I wish he hadn't pushed me into singing, then I would never be here. "It's not like it use to be, is it? Everything is changing Joe and I don't know if it's for the better."

"Caspar you have to believe-"

"No okay. I'm going to sleep. See you in the morning, so I can drive you to the airport and cry on your shoulder because I won't see you for god knows how long." I couldn't help it when a tear slid down my face. He was everything to me. Now, now he's the one that's going to be crying tomorrow.

Six weeks since I've been away.

Now your saying everything has changed.

I looked out the hotel window. I knew I was somewhere in a America, but where was unknown. All I cared about was Caspar. His face as I left him standing there alone was permanently in my mind. Instead of bringing me comfort like it usually did, it hurt me. It hurt me to know that I did that to him. I'm the one who made him cry.

Right now it's night time and I can only imagine what he's up to. For all I know he could have found someone better by now. I really don't know how he put up with me for so long. As much as I wish he was at home watching movies and thinking about me, I knew better. He was young and deserves to live.

To: CASPY
Go have some fun tonight. I'll talk to you tomorrow. Goodnight beautiful.

Another tear slid down my face as I stared at the message. He had read it, but didn't reply. How I wish I could just be back home, where I belong.

It kills me thinking of you on your own

And I wish I was back home next to you

From CASPY:
JoJo can you skype? We haven't talked face to face or at least as face to face as you can get in two weeks. I miss you.

I looked down at my phone, wishing for nothing more then to stop what I was doing and click on that call button. To talk for hours on end and never getting bored.

I snapped my head up when I felt the pull on my arm. "Come on Joe, we need you in fitting for tonight's show." I looked down one more time at the text, about to reply when I felt another tug on my arm. "Come on." Nodding my head I pocketed my phone, walking into the building.

I could still faintly hear the sounds of my name being called by a few girls outside, but all I wanted was to hear Caspar's voice.

From CASPY:
Guess your busy Mr Superstar. Just text me when you get time I guess. Talk to you hopefully soon. Love you.

"Joe come on we really can't afford to be late. You have a fitting then a rehearsal, then a interview, and then the concert." I closed my eyes, trying to envision Caspar's face when I told him I got signed to a record. He had been so happy for me. Taking me out to my favorite restaurant and not letting my hand go the entire night. Bet now he wishes I never went.