Best Friends (A Joe Sugg Fanfiction)

Chapter Twenty-One

EMILY'S POV

We arrived in London and Joe came back to my house until tomorrow when he would go back to Bath. Before we went home we went to Jim's to pick up Poppy and the minute she saw me she ran over and jumped up me, I picked her up and Jim decided to take us home in his car. The minute we stepped foot in the house I felt so glad to be back even though I did miss being in LA. I unpacked my suitcase and started to walk back to the living room when I over heard Joe watching my video so I snuck in to see his reaction. He was laughing at the jokes I added here and there and hearing him laugh was the best feeling in the world. Then when it got to the romantic sort of clips and me explaining how happy it made me I was sure that I saw him tear up a little and it was adorable. I snuck closer to him and grabbed him from behind which made him jump a little but then he was fine and pulled me on his lap.

'Did you like the video?' I asked laughing.

'It was perfect. Thanks love' he said. Then I stayed on his lap and we just cuddled for a while before Joe decided to make a vlog and The Walking Dead video which I was a little upset with because I wanted to spend time with him but I understood that he had to do his job so I went for a run. I ended up running for longer than I should have done because I left the house at 2pm and it was now 4:30pm and I was still running which perhaps wasn't the best thing to do on an empty stomach but hey, I wanted to be skinnier.

JOE'S POV

I had finished making my videos when I realized that Emily wasn't in the house and had left a note saying that she had gone for a run. She really didn't need to keep going on runs she was in size 6 clothes and you could tell that she was losing more and more weight even her size 6 clothes had become too big for her. I didn't want to mention anything to her though because she would think that I find her ugly because of it and it would hurt her like crazy so I just left it. It was now 4:30pm and she still hadn't come back now I wasn't sure when she went out but I still started to worry, I hadn't heard from her in hours and stupidly she left her phone on the counter.

Now I really was starting to panic in case she got into trouble and could call me or anyone. I was worrying when I received a phone call from an unknown number. 'Hello...?' I asked slightly scared. 'Hello, Mr Sugg?'.

'...Yea?' I asked still scared.

'Please don't be alarmed but we have Emily in the hospital, get here as soon as you can but don't worry she seems okay.' The woman on the other end seemed calm and relaxed so obviously there was nothing to worry about but I was still worrying. I rushed straight to the hospital and ran to the reception desk, 'hi, I'm looking for Emily Brown?'

'Yep, she's in the room over there Sir' she pointed to her left where Emily's room was. As soon as I walked in I saw how fragile she looked and it killed me to see her looking like this. She literally looked like if you touched her she would brake. The colour was drained from her skin and her eyes were droopy as though she needed sleep. She didn't even have the energy to speak which worried me so much, what was happening? Why was she even in here? What happened? All these thoughts cycled around in my head and I was going crazy with worry. I sat down in the chair next to her bed and looked at her, she had pipes everywhere and was put on a drip. I walked out of the room to find a doctor to ask about her, 'excuse me? Doctor?' I asked to one of the doctors that I had seen leave her room before. 'Yes? Is everything alright?' He said back in a really friendly tone, maybe he could tell that I was worried. 'What happened?' I asked quickly and to the point.

'Well, Emily went out for a run on an empty stomach and over did it so she collapsed. But looking into this more it is clear that she has some sort of an eating disorder. Do you know anything about this?' 

'Well, I've noticed her clothes getting too big but I thought nothing of it. I guess she has been skipping meals though...' I said slightly blaming myself for not noticing anything sooner. I walked back into Emily's room but she still couldn't talk or move. I kissed her on the forehead and told her to get some rest. I stayed at the hospital over night and the next morning Emily looked a little better and now she could talk. 'Joe!' was the first thing she said so I walked over to her and kissed her on the head.

'Hello' I then said. She suddenly looked sad.

'Joe... I need your help...' she said shaking. I grabbed her hand to stop her from shaking.

'Yea? Sure' I said instantly.

'I think I have an eating disorder... I don't know how it started but I need your help, don't send me to a support group or Councillor, I want to overcome this myself...' she said worriedly, this was typical Emily, she liked being independent and hated it when she wasn't. 'Alright' I said understanding why she wanted to do this herself. The doctor walked in the room and said that Emily would need to spend another night or two at the hospital so I decided to stay with her while she was here. I still felt like it was my fault that it got this far though, why hadn't I noticed how she skipped meals and if she ate she would run to the bathroom, was I a bad boyfriend?