JOE (Joe Sugg Fanfic)

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"Minx, do you trust me?"

"Yes."

"Then trust me that I will never let him come near you again. I promise you'll be okay. I won't leave you," Joe promised.

"I know. Thank you," I smiled weakly.

I haven't talked or eaten much since the incident about a week ago and Joe keeps telling me he's worried.

"But, you need to eat more. You're not eating enough and you're losing weight."

"I know," I grumbled.

"Well, then let's go out for dinner. Let me get ready then we'll go to your flat so you can get ready and we'll go out for something nice to eat," Joe suggested.

"I don't know..."

"Minx, trust me. Let's go out," Joe nodded.

He got up to get dressed and ready to go out. I don't feel up to going out, I just want to curl up in bed and sleep.

Joe quickly got ready, putting on a black blazer jacket and skinny jeans. He combed his hair back and brushed his teeth.

"Come on, let's go. You should probably shower too," Joe joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Thanks," I retorted.

Joe grabbed my hand, and guided me upstairs and to his car. He drove us to my flat. I went into my room and there was a new comforter on my bed, all made up nicely.

"I got a new one, well, because- yeah," Joe stumbled.

"Thank you," I nodded.

It may seem like a waste of money, like I should've just washed them. But it's more of the meaning behind it all and I'm grateful even Joe realised that.

"Now go get ready," Joe smiled, once again, trying to lighten the mood, by playfully tapping my bum.

"You pick out a suitable dress, while I shower," I suggested.

"Okay," Joe nodded, walking to my closet.

I went to the bathroom and got in the shower and washed myself. Before leaving the bathroom, I blow-dried my hair and put it in a high half-up and half-down style.

I left the bathroom, my towel still wrapped around me, and Joe was sat on my bed, on his phone. He had picked out the black dress I wore to the business dinner with my parents, the dinner I met Rory.

I picked up the dress and threw it in the bin next to my bed.

"Can you pick out something else?" I asked quietly.

"Oh, um, yeah," Joe nodded, not questioning my actions.

He picked out another dress, a dark-maroon, fitted one.

"This better?" Joe asked, "I like this colour."

"Yeah," I nodded, smiling a bit.

I rummaged through my underwear drawer to find something suitable for under that dress, before dropping my towel and sliding them on.

"Minx," Joe muttered.

"Hm?"

"You need to eat. You haven't been throwing up, have you?"

"No! I'm fine. I will eat, I promise."

Yeah, I've lost a bit of weight, but I didn't think it was that bad. I pulled on the dress and had Joe zip it up for me.

"See, it still fits nicely," I said to Joe.

"Yeah, alright," Joe smiled, kissing me on the cheek before I slid on some small heels, "Let's go, baby."