Help! (a joe sugg fanfiction)

Chapter 7

I needed to forget what happened yesterday. Actually, I don't need to forget it because it probably didn't mean anything. I mean we weren't going to kiss or anything.

I felt my phone buzz from inside my pocket. I pulled it out and saw a text from Toby.
Toby: coffee tomorrow 2pm xoxox
Me: sure sounds great xoxox

I actually can't wait. Its been a while since I've been alone with a boy. Not counting Joe. Or granddad. That would just be weird. The thought sent shivers down my spine.

I haven't really been able to sleep since last night at Joe's. Its been on my mind alot. I can't get him out of my head. I just can't. I went onto twitter and looked through my feed. There was a picture of me and Joe splattering each other with paint. I smiled to myself and slowly felt myself drifting off.

I felt someone poking at my cheek every few seconds.
"Lucy wake up" a soft muscular voice said. His voice was nice.
"Lucy wake up" he said once again prodding my cheek.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw JOE sitting on my bed next to me. I screamed and lifted my covers up to my neck so he couldn't see anything.

"What are you doing in my bedroom?" I asked him quite panicked. "You're mum let me in. You need to hurry up and get changed we're late" he said. With that he left my room.

I can't believe I thought his voice was muscular. Ugh. Slowly, I lifted myself out of bed and the cold spring air hit me like a wave. Get hot now. Please. If I die tomorrow please let it be hot. Let me die tanned.

I decided since I was meeting Toby I would wear my: white floaty top from Zara, grey hoodie on top of that, my leather jacket on top of my hoodie and my new jeans from TopShop. For shoes I will go Nike's and for my handbag I will use my black leather one. Only a touch of eyeliner and nude eye-shadow. Let's not for get benefits they're real mascara. I left my hair messy and sprayed my Hollister body spray on myself with a touch of Marc Jacobs daisy dream perfume. It was either that or DKNY apple perfume.

I went downstairs to see Joe had made me poached egg in toast and a coffee. The scent enveloped me in a warm hug. I could get used to this. But I won't because I don't like him more than a friend.
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A/N
This part is going to be a 2 parted so sorry about that
xoxoxoxox