Forever and Always

Cute :)

Cara's POV:
'Are nothing!' I hear Joe say, flushing a deep shade of red. 'Chill out!' Jim says softly. Joe just huffs adorably, clearly not fond of all the attention. I keep seeing Caspar nudging Joe and grinning whilst we are all walking up to our rooms. Joe just crosses his arms and ignores Caspar, but has a little smile under his frustration. Some random lady is reading out who's sharing rooms with who according to couples and relations, but I only listen out for my name '.... And Cara&Joe. That's it guys, enjoy your stay!'
Hold up. Me and Joe are sharing a room? I inwardly celebrate, but on the outside just smile at Joe. He smiles back, blushing a bit, and we head into our room.
A double bed.
Of course.
Joe looks equally as uncomfortable as I feel, but he just shrugs and smiles, dumping his bags on the floor. 'Which side of the bed do you like to sleep on?' He asks politely. 'I prefer the left, if that's alright?' I say. 'That's perfect, as I prefer the right!' Joe says with a grin. We begin unpacking our stuff, and once we're done Joe flops on the bed with his laptop, clearly exhausted. The jetlag must be killing him. He pats the space next to him, and I sit myself down, quite close to him. Joe pulls out a bowl from nowhere, and fills it with popcorn that he bought at the airport. Sweet&Salty, my favourite. We snuggle under our duvet and Joe subtly puts his arm around me. I lean my head on his shoulder and place my hand on his chest. We end up watching 'tangled' which is both of our favourite movie, as we soon discover.We are just being friendly, right? I find myself feeling very tired as well as Joe, and we both fall asleep in each other's arms. This feels perfect.

TRIGGER WARNING

Joe's POV:
I wake up to find Cara in my arms, which feels absolutely... right. I look down at her, and kiss her on the forehead. I smile down at Cara's beautiful face, and gently stroke her hair. Just a friendly gesture. Cara wakes up and grins at me. We stay in his position for a while, and I never want to move. 'I think it's time we get up' I finally say, quite reluctantly. 'Yeah, don't want to miss the first day of vidcon!' Cara replies softly. We both rush to get ready, and I quickly run into the bathroom. I sigh at myself in the mirror, and slowly roll up my sleeve. I don't even want to look. I close my eyes, then open them again, staring down at my scarred arm. Old cuts, fresh cuts, deep cuts, thin cuts. They're everywhere. I know it seems like there is nothing for me to be depressed about, but I have my reasons. One of them being I hate myself, but I'm not going to go into details. I haven't told anyone about self harming, and no one suspects a thing, considering I look 'happy' most of the time. The reason why I like Cara so much, is because she has this thing about her that makes me feel strong. She makes me feel happy. I don't know what it is, but I really like this girl.

A/N: oooohh, Cara and Joe really seem to be hitting it off. Poor Joe, he deserves better than this problem he has!What do you think will happen next? Find out in the next chapter! I hope you enjoyed chapter 2!