JOE (Joe Sugg Fanfic)

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"D.amn it's loud in here!" Joe laughed.

"It's a club!" I giggled.

"Well, yeah, but- I don't know," Joe laughed, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

"Let's dance," I smiled excitedly.

I followed Joe onto the dancefloor and danced with him in amongst all the other people there. We danced for a while before more people started coming on the dancefloor.

I then started feeling a bit claustrophobic.

"Joe, wait, I need to leave," I said flustered.

"Hm? I can't hear you!" Joe yelled over the music.

I don't know why, but right now all I need is to get off this dancefloor. I'm starting to feel sick again and claustrophic, and I'm literally breaking into a small sweat. I ran off the dancefloor, through more crowds of people. I looked around and saw the exit, needing to breathe fresh air.

"Love, once you leave you can't come back in," The security guy said kindly.

I shook my head, about to throw up and ran past him and out the door.

"Minx!" I heard Joe yell after me.

I made it outside before throwing up in the gutter on the side of the street.

"F.uck, Minx, what's wrong baby?" Joe said concerned and confused.

"I'm sorry. I felt really claustrophobic in there and then the air felt really stuffy and I just needed to get out," I shook my head.

"This is the second time you've thrown up today. Minx, are you sure you're okay?"

"I don't know," I mumbled, shaking my head.

There were a group of girls that came out from the club and started smoking by us. The smell of the smoke almost instantly made me throw up again.

"Minx, let me get a taxi, we're going back home."

"We just got here. I'm so sorry," I said, almost crying.

"Shh, come on. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I feel a bit better. The smell of the smoke makes me want to throw up," I muttered as we walked in the opposite direction of the group of girls.

"Let's get you home," Joe said calmly.

"Joe, I'm sorry," I said quietly.

"Minxie, love, don't be sorry at all. It's okay, and to be honest I wasn't in that much of a party mood. Let's go back to your flat so you can get cleaned up."

I nodded. I hate feeling like this. I feel weak and unable to do anything. I've always been somewhat independent but I recently feel like I've become more of a weak person in general, especially after the whole Rory scenario.

We soon arrived at my flat, only about half an hour after we had left originally. Joe had made sure to call Caspar and Oli. I honestly felt horrible because I feel like whenever we go clubbing, we leave early because of me.

"I'll run you a bath, yeah?"

"No, I'm just going to take a quick shower," I nodded.

"You sure?" Joe asked.

"Yeah, I'll be good," I smiled weakly.

I got undressed and into the shower. I felt almost fine again. I think I just might of had a small panic attack because of the amount of people in that club? I don't know.

"Minxie, I'm going out really quick. I'll be right back," Joe said through the door as I was getting out of the shower.

"Okay."