I'm Yours {Joe Sugg Fanfiction}

Chapter 5

Joe decided to use his shower. He was in there for what seemed like 20 minutes. Giving me plenty of time to get changed, do my hair and put on a little makeup.

As he opens the door to the bathroom, a cloud of steam erupts, surrounding his body. He wraps his towel around his waist as he walks out. A few drops of water linger on his chest. God he looks hot.

"You shouldn't stare, it's rude," says Joe cheekily.

"Well it's hard not to," I joke.

"You look nice," he complements.

I feel my cheeks flush. Its winter here in England so I'm wearing some skinny jeans, converse, a plain shirt and my favourite green jacket.

"Well I'm going to get dressed then we can go yeah?"

"Sure, I'll meet you upstairs," I say.

I walk upstairs. Oil has gone home now and Caspar's sitting on the couch with his head in his hands.

"Are you ok?" I ask. I hope to god he doesn't know.

"NO! I've got the worst hangover ever. I've taken aspirin and had about 3 cups of coffee. Nothing's working."

"Try eating some toast. It's good for hangovers," I say.

Caspar lifts his head from his hands and turns to face me. "Where would I be without you!" he says hugging me. I can still smell the alcohol on him.

I didn't notice that Joe was in the room until I hear his keys rattle as he shoves them into his pocket. I let go of Casper.

"Promise me you'll have eaten some toast by the time I get back," I say.

"Where are you going?" Caspar asks, sounding intrigued.

"Zoe invited her over. And I want to see the new pup, so I offered to drive her," Joe pipes up.

"Gee that's nice of you," says Caspar smiling.

"Yeah I guess. I was heading there anyway so it's not a biggie," Joe shrugs. I can tell that he's trying to not make it obvious what's going on.

"We should get going," he says, moving towards the door.

"See you later Casp," I say and follow Joe out the front door, shutting it behind me.

Joe walks over to his car and unlocks the door. I open the passenger door and take a seat.

"What are you doing?" he asks me.

"Getting in the car. What about you?"

"Grabbing my glasses and walking to the station. Feel free to drive but I didn't think you knew the way," he smiles.

"Oh whoops I didn't realise," I say feeling stupid, as I get out of the car. "I thought you said that you were driving me?"

"I was, but i feel like catching the tube."

Joe shuts his car door and puts his sunglasses on. They are round rimmed and they suit him wonderfully.

I pull my phone out of my pocket. I really have to get a new one. My iPhone 5s has nearly had it. I've lost count of how many times I've dropped it and have to get it repaired.

I turn it on and look at the time. It's only 9am.

It doesn't take too long to walk to the station. I don't understand why we would be taking the tube to Zoe's when Joe has a perfectly good car but it's not my call really. I don't even have an English licence yet, so I wouldn't be able to drive.