Chapter 8- Late Night Romance

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I've been laying in bed for a couple hours now with my eyes closed, trying to sleep but failing miserably. There's just so much on my mind right now, sleep feels near impossible. As I'm trying to organise my thoughts, I hear a shuffling from the foot of my bed and slightly open my eyes to see who it is. It's Joey. I watch as he makes his way to the window and sits down by it. He looks out the window and whispers.
JOEY: Couldn't sleep, huh?
Guess he saw me watching him.
Y/N: No
JOEY: Me neither.
An awkward silence fills the room, and I can hear Snuffy's heavy breathing. He might as well sleep with that damn inhaler strapped to his face. I stare at Joey's back, at his slender figure. My eyes move up to his head, the back of his hair, and all I want to do is run my fingers through it. God, I'm just torturing myself more... Screw it. I get up and make my way over to him. He turns his head up to look at me as I sit down next to him in front of the window. He turns to face me.
Y/N: What are you doing?
JOEY: I'm just trying to clear my head
God, trying to get across frustration whilst having to whisper is a whole new challenge.
Y/N: I don't mean now, I mean last night, this morning, literally a few hours ago!
JOEY: I just told you, trying to clear my head.
Y/N: I don't understand you, we used to be best friends, nothing could separate us. Now, you're just cold... distant
JOEY: Hey, I've got a lot on my mind right now so if you wouldn't mind-
No. If this boy really thinks he's going to get away with speaking to me like this, he's got another thing coming.
Y/N: Are you fucking kidding me Joey!?! You want to talk about having a lot on your mind? Try having your feelings played with by the one person who you thought you could trust the most!
JOEY: For God's sake Y/n, it's been one day, grow up!
Y/N: You know, I've liked you for a lot longer than one day Joey... Clearly that wasn't mutual like I thought-
I'm cut off mid way through my sentence by him pressing his lips against mine. The shock makes me just sit there, wide eyed and unmoving. He notices that I'm not kissing back and pulls away. He looks into my eyes and I can see the spark that I've been looking for this whole time. I guess a good heated argument was exactly what we needed to get this thing moving. He goes to speak but this time I cut him off. I throw my arms around his neck as my lips move with his. I pull myself into him more, scared that once I let go i'll never get this chance again. I feel his hands move onto my waist and pull me in closer.

~JOEY'S POV~
Shit. I can't believe I just did that. I guess my loyalty to Billy doesn't mean as such as I thought it did. It's so hard to care about anything else right now when her lips are so soft. So perfect. She's perfect. I don't know what came over me, I've always loved her attitude, I guess it just pushed me over the edge. I breath in deeply as I gently grip her waist. She smells like coconut. It's so enticing. God, her lips taste amazing. This feels so... perfect.

~YOUR POV~
This feels so right. I never want it to end, but just because life hates me right now, Snuffy wakes up. Thankfully, like in most cases, we hear him before we see him and pull apart like nothing happened.
JOEY: Can't sleep?
SNUFFY: No
HANK: None of us can with you guys yapping!
JOEY: Well, we've got the perfect number for poker
BILLY: Great, anyone got a deck of cards?
Snuffy reaches into his bag and pulls out a pack of cigarettes. He goes to light one.
RICARDO: You can't smoke in the dorms
SNUFFY: What are they gonna do? Kick me out?
How is Joey acting so normal around them, I mean, we literally just made out and almost got caught. I can feel the heat of my cheeks and the sweat on the back of my neck. There's just too much going on right now to let these guys know about this, especially Billy...
JOEY: Shut up you guys.
Joey gets up and makes his way towards the door. What the hell is he doing? He opens it and we hear an angry Spanish man yelling at him. He closes the door again and looks at us.
JOEY: There's one of them at the end of the hall
HANK: Yeah?
JOEY: So we make some noise, and we get him in here. Then, we jump him

Excuse me?

BILLY: Then what?
JOEY: Billy, he's got a machine gun. With a machine gun we could shred these fuckers!
Snuffy laughs.
SNUFFY: This machine gun stuff must run in mafia families
Oh shit.
JOEY: You son of a bitch!
He lunges at Snuffy and tries to punch him, thankfully Billy knew what was going to happen and grabbed him in time. Jesus, I guess I got him all fired up, his temper is short as hell. Honestly though, I'm not complaining... It's pretty hot.

The "fight" was over just as quickly as it started, they made up, called eachother assholes and that was that.
BILLY: Alright, enough of this machine gun stuffy Joey.
Y/N: Have you got a better idea?
BILLY: Actually yes, We need to find out everything about these guys who are holding us. How many there are, what kind of guns they have, all that stuff. Then we need to get that information to the outside world. Then they can get in and rescue us.
SNUFFY: That sounds like a lot of effort for a group of underachievers
BILLY: Are you with me or not?
HANK: Of course we're with you, man
We all agree on Billy's plan and get back into bed to try and get some sleep. Once I'm sure everyone is asleep again, I carefully climb out of bed and head over to where Joey is sleeping. I tap him lightly, and he opens his eyes.
Y/N: Joey, do you want to maybe keep this a secret for now?
JOEY: I think that's a good idea, to be honest, I'm kind of scared of Billy.
He laughs, and I let out this weird mix between a sigh and a laugh.
Y/N: Ok, goodnight
God, why am I so awkward?
JOEY: Goodnight Y/n
He kisses my lips softly once more, and I go back to bed. You know what, maybe this isn't going to be such a bad year after all.

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