*Sasha's POV*
I woke up at around 11am after crying myself to sleep at my doorstep at 3am. Tina, thankfully, put me to bed, which I'm glad about otherwise I would've had a very stiff neck."Hey, how are you feeling?", Tina says in a concerned and caring voice,
"Honestly? I don't know, I mean do I act like I'm not bothered or do I keep crying to everyone who asks? What now?"
"You have a shower, get dressed and pretend like Joe doesn't exist. Even better, dress like you might see him just so he can miss what he could've had."Tina's advice sticks in my head as I turn the shower on. I want him to regret what he's done and know he can never get me back.
*Joe's POV*
What can I do? What now? I can't ask anyone to tell her what happened because everyone was drunk. WAY more drunk than me.I stumble out of my room, searching for paracetamol to ease this banging headache.
"You alright mate?", Caspar laughs as I can barely stand and I take the paracetamol. Instantly, the pain begins to ease.
"Just a headache." I yawn,
"Where's Sasha then? Did you not end up picking her up?" Sasha. The mention of her name makes the headache return.
"Erm, yeah, there's a slight problem", I say knowing it's more than a slight problem.
"Trouble in paradise, eh? What did you do this time Joseph?"
"Nothing, well you know that party we went to?"
"Aw yeah that was a mint party", he says not realising how much of a mistake that party was.
"Not really, since me and that Candice model have been on every magazine going"
"And?"
"And now Sasha thinks there's something going on between us."
"Good luck trying to get her back now mate, if I saw my - whatever she is to you - with a model I'd get jealous"
"Thanks for the help" I slightly laugh.What can I do? What now?
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Everything I Ever Wanted (A Joe Sugg FanFiction)
Novela JuvenilYouTuber Joe Sugg has everything: the "perfect" girlfriend, an amazing career, great friends and family. What more could he want? Fashion intern Sasha Edwards has everything: an internship of a lifetime, delightful friends and family. What more cou...