Magic // Joey Graceffa Fanfic *rewriting*

Chapter 4

edited: October 7 - December 14, 2014

We pulled up to our house, both of us fangirling and squealing the entire car ride. I dashed up the steps to my room and changed into my pajamas. I put on an old One Direction shirt and an old black pair of leggings. I grabbed my trusty black pair of high-topped converse and put them on. I packed my stuff, grabbed my phone and got on Instagram while I waited for Claire to join me.

Claire hopped down the steps, her dark brown curls bouncing with each step she took, "I'm here!" She exclaimed, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she hopped down the last step. 

"Oh hold on! I forgot my camera!" I exclaimed as I rushed back up the steps for my camera. Thanks to Joey, I had gotten noticed on YouTube pretty quickly. I had already reached 5,000 subscribers, which I was pretty positive I only had due to Joey going; "Please follow my best friend, Delilah's channel HeyThereDelilah!" I quickly slid back down the steps with my camera strap around my neck. 

"Ob-ses-sion!" Claire sang, grabbing the keys and walking out the door. 

"Jea-lou-sy!" I sang back, mocking her as I followed behind her and closed the door behind me. 

'address?' I texted Joey. He responded super quickly, like a ninja or something. 

'487 *you really think I knew his address?* ave.' He responded. I entered it in the iPhone Maps and waited for Siri to load. 

"What do you think Joey's house is like?" Claire wondered aloud.

"Big." I responded, "Really big." 

"It sounds like you're talkin' about his dick." Claire giggled.

"Ew!" I exclaimed, scrunching up my nose at her. 

"What?" She shrugged her shoulders while she drove, "It does." 

"TURN RIGHT IN 2.7 MILES." Siri said.

I made and angry face and shouted, "Siri!" I sounded irritated, "We're trying to have a conversation! Stop talking!" I continued in a snappy tone. 

"Don't be mean to Siri!" Claire responded, laughing as she spoke. 

We sit in silence then.

"YOU HAVE REACHED YOUR DESTINATION." 

"Thank you Siri! Love you!!" I exclaimed, kissing the side of my phone. 

Claire rolled her eyes at me, "Bipolar." She giggled. 

"Hurtful." I responded, placing my hand over my heart and pouting. I walk up to the doorstep with Clare following behind me and ring his doorbell. 

"Is my hair okay?" Claire asked, her nerves getting the better of her. 

"Yeah, it's fine. But there's a little something right -" I pluck pink fuzz from her hoodie out of her hair, "Is mine okay?" It turns into the both of us messing with each others hair when Joey opens the door. 

"Hey..." Joey says, trailing off, "Whatcha doing?" 

We both laugh and walk into his house. We each hug him and I look around. Hitch runs up to me and starts barking. I giggle and pet his head, "Hey, where's Sawyer at?"

"He's just out." Joey responded, waving his hand absentmindedly. 

"So what are we doing tomorrow?" Claire asks.

"Well, I wanna get my own room set up soon, so I wanna start painting tomorrow." I say with a shrug. Claire nods.

"I can help with painting and come with you tomorrow if you want." Joey says, shrugging.