complicated || j.s & c.l

0.9

Emma lazily pulled her hair up, tying it into a high ponytail. Her collarbones popping out with the small tank top. She sat criss-crossed, reading her book. She liked her job, she got to do something she loved and get paid. Read books and review/correct them. And all from the comfort of her home.

Suddenly, Joe barged in, plumping himself on her bed.

"You know there is a thing called, knocking." She sarcastically said, rolling her eyes.

"Yeah, but I like pissing you off." He smirked, grabbing her blanket and nuzzling his head on her pillow. "Wheres Caspar?" He asked, surprised that they're not together right now.

"Meeting." She responded, smiling down at the boy. She looked beautiful. Joe's cheeks started to heat up and he looked away.

"So how's the book going?" He changed the subject.

"Great, almost done with it."

There was a little awkward tension and it wasn't coming from Emma. Joe just didn't know how to keep talking to her if all he wanted to do was just smack his lips onto hers.

"Ugh, I'm so done with this book." She threw it down and laid back against the headboard, closing her eyes. "It gives me a headache."

"You need a nap."

"How can I nap when you're in here, Joe? You'll punch me in your sleep." Joe chuckles. It's true, he's a moving sleeper.

"I promise, I won't. I got better at sleeping like a normal person." He softly laughs.

Emma and Joe both drift off to sleep and 30 minutes later, Emma wakes up. Joe's head was close to hers, so she jumped a little when she opened her eyes. He looked adorable in deep sleep. She quickly grabbed her phone, taking a quick picture and tweeting.

EmmaGreenie: Joe is the most adorable when he's not being a butt.

She laughed a little at her tweet and quickly turned her phone off.

Joe groaned, shifting in the sheets. "It's my pizza, be fair." He said, sleep talking. Emma giggled, only Joe would be dreaming about pizza.

Joe shifted again, laying on his stomach before hugging the pillow and mumbling into it, "I'm in love with you, Emma."

Emma's face fell. Did she hear him right? She looked over at him, checking if he was still asleep. Before she, too loudly said, "What?"

Joe woke up, picking himself up from the bed and giving her a smug smile. Emma furrowed her eyebrows, "You're in love with me?" She asked. Joe's face went blank and he didn't know what to say.

"W-what?" He muttered.

"You were sleep talking. A-and you said you were in love with me." By this time, Emma was standing up. She looked at Joe, giving her those big brown eyes.

"Emma, you have to hear me out. I-" He couldn't think of what to say, his head was going in so many directions, all the words jumbling up.

Joe wasn't dreaming about pizza.

He was dreaming about Emma.

A/N: short but eh I tried