More Than Friends | A Sequel to Just Friends | Joe Jonas Fanfiction

Chapter 42

"Oh my god..." Ann hid her face in her hands. "This is not happening. Again."

"Seriously? Why me?" Kevin sighed, walking in and closing the doors behind him. "What have I told you about your hiding spots?"

"You can't tell anyone, Kev." Joe said with a frightened face.

"Yeah, I know, I've done it once, I can do it again... Whatever, just... Tell me if it just happened now because of the alcohol or...?"

"It happened earlier today as well." Ann said.

"Okay..."

"Couple of times." Joe added.

"Okay, no need for details." He frowned. "So... what is this?"

Ann and Joe looked at each other, both of them waiting for the other one to answer the question that should be answered.

"Why label it?" Joe shrugged.

"Yeah, yeah, no... I'm just... wondering. Anyways... I wanted to grab a mop. So I'm just gonna..." He walked between them, grabbing it. "I was never here."

"Thanks, Kev. Sorry." Joe brushed the back of his neck.

"No worries, new year, new trauma." He smiled, walking out and then quickly coming back. "Oh and... I'm happy for you guys."

Both of them gave him a warm smile, knowing that he was on their team from day one and that it started exactly the same way. Maybe it was a sign that it was going to work out this time?

She was a bit brought back by Joe's response, but knew that they had to take it very carefully and slowly this time. But she was a bit unsure if she was healed enough to go back into any kind of relationship, especially with Joe.

- 3 months later -

*Joe's POV*

Joe:
I'm in LA for a couple of days, can I come over?

I texted Ann as I walked down to my apartment I bought here in LA. Why did I buy it? I seemed to be visiting Cali more often these past few months. And it was all because of her.

We still didn't label what was going on between us. Actually, the topic was never brought up. I don't know if it was because we were scared to do so or just liked how casual this was.

We started spending more time together in person and FaceTimed a lot when we weren't at the same place. It was casual. Talking, eating, watching movies... kissing, having enormous amounts of sex... Yeah, pretty casual.

The girls were happy too. They didn't understand what was going on. They were too young to bring them into the whole divorce and shit. They were just happy that we were all together again. Back as a family.

After about half an hour I checked my phone seeing that I didn't get any response from Ann. I frowned, knowing she was constantly on her phone, always replying almost immediately. I tried to call her multiple times, but got sent to voicemail straight away.

I pressed FaceTime on Nick's contact, placing the phone on the counter as I made myself a quick snack from what I could find in the fridge that was still edible.

When it came to me and Nick, we were better. We were working on it, trying to heal our relationship as brothers and best friends. After all, I was a bit grateful to him. Maybe what he did wasn't okay, but it brought me and Ann back to a place where we could heal and try again.

"Yo." He answered as he laid down on the couch.

"Hey, man. Is Ann at your place?"

"No, why?" He frowned.