Magic // Joey Graceffa Fanfic *rewriting*

Chapter 6

"So..." Claire asked as we drove back to our house.

"So what?" I asked. Joey was in the back all alone. His house was far from ours so that made Lowes much farther. He fell asleep.

"So about Vidcon?" She asked.

"What about it?" I asked her.

"Where would we be at?" She said eyeing the road.

"Well wandering around I guess. No girl would want us at a panel who's a Joey fan." I said shrugging and curling up in the seat. I looked down at my feet.

"Joey would want us there." Claire said quickly looking at me then the road.

"Yeah but the fans would look at us disgusted and ask like 'who are they?' all rudelike." I say rolling my eyes.

"Well, Joey would make sure they aren't bitches to us." Claire said making a turn nearly killing all of us.

"How do you even have your license." I muttered shaking my head.

"Because, I'm a good driver!" Clare says smiling proudly.

"Of course you are." I said sarcastically.

"Wanna wake Joey up?" Claire asks.

"How?" I asked.

"Follow my lead." Claire said pulling over. I groaned.

"JOEY HELP US WE'RE BEING KIDNAPPED SAVE US!" Claire screamed.

"Claire this is so stupid." I sighed getting out the car. I walked to the backseat and stared at Joey. I smiled and put my mouth to his ear.

"JOEY GET THE HELL UP WE'RE OUT OF GAS!" I yell. Joey springs up and hits his forehead with mine. I push him back but blush.

"Stay off." I say playfully while getting out the car.

"He's up!" I called to Claire.

"So we're out of gas?" Joey asked.

"Yeah amd you have to push the car the 10 miles back home." I said smiling. Me and Claire both knew the house was just around the corner.

"Why can't you to push?" Joey asked.

"Because, we woman cannot sweat." I said obviously.

"But-" Joey began.

"Joey do you want to get home or live out in the streets and starve!" I yelled. Claire giggled.

"Fine." He groaned. I laughed at him.

"Sike! We just wanted you to drive around the corner. We still have a full tank. We just got gas sucker!" I yelled high-fiving Claire. We both giggled as I reclaimed my seat in the front and Claire got in the back. Joey groaned and got in the front.

"Aww, Joey you know you still love us!" I said as he started up the engine. He muttered something but I didn't hear. I shrugged and played Ice Cream Jump 'you know with the cute little ice cream scoop?' for the five minutes it took to get back.

"Dee, we're back and I want to get my room done first at least!" Claire whined pulling me out the car. My ice cream dropped.

"Well thanks to you little Tina died!" I said pointing to my falling ice cream and the sound of 'yayying' children.

"Moody." Joey called from somewhere. Just for that I'm not helping carrying the bags. Either way I really had to wazz so I took out the key and unlocked the door and ran upstairs really fast. Sorry about telling you my plan of going to get to the toilets. You probably think I'm a freak. Who cares, I am one.

"Delilah are you okay?" Claire called from somewhere. No Claire I am not okay. I have to wazz very badly. Now shut up you filthy peasant. I came back out satisfied and skipped down the stairs.

"Hello I'm back!" I chimed. No responce at all. What the fuck. I am not starting painting on my own. Actually I hate being on my own. It's a big fear of mine.

"H-hello?" I asked again. I walked around the house, alone and scared. Like really really scared.

"C-Claire? Joey?" I asked. Time to turn all the lights on and the TV up really loud. Might as well scream one more time.

"IF NO ONE COMES OUT I'M MOVING BACK TO CANADA!" I scream. Claire and Joey came out of no where. I swear it, they just appeared infront of me.

"NEVER SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN! YOU KNOW I HATE BEING ALONE CLAIRE!" I scream. I slap both of them on the face and shake my head disapprovingly.

"Calm the frig down." Joey said. I glared at him.

"Haha, I will NOT calm down until I hear an apology!" I retort.

"Sorry Dee." They both muttered.

"Thank you guys! I love you!" I said back hugging them tight.

"I swear you need to get checked out by a doctor!" Claire muttered. 

"Whatever, I'm gonna change so I can paint!" I squeal dashing up the steps.

"I didn't bring a change of clothes!" Joey called after me.

"Then paint naked or something!" I called back. I heard Claire snicker.

"And Claire do not rape Joey!" I screamed. I put on a old faded pink long shirt and leggings. Claire dashed after me to change.

"Claire what now?" Joey said as soon as I got next to him. I rolled my eyes and looked at him.

"Hello to you too." I dramatically said. He stared at me for a bit.

"Fine she has a creepy obsession with you and... yeah." I said trying not to look him directly in the face. He grabbed my face and turned me to look at him. Gosh his eyes are so cute I just want to boop his eyes. Wait what? Nevermind. I desperatly need a Fangirling for Dummies book. Really bad. If not I would scrape out his eyes and start a Joey body part shrine. And to all you gross people out there no, I would most certainly not go that far. I swear am I the only one thinking he's leaning in? No no no, not while Claire could come down and mess us up. Nope. Defiantly not.

"Paint!" I squealed getting out of his grip and dashing to find the paint. Now trust me, I loved my little Finnick an entire lot, but I can't kiss him when my friend almost sister who also loves him is upstairs. I hope this doesn't cancel our 'date' tomorrow. I would totally kiss him then, but not right now. Because- and I'm ranting now. Sorry.

Joey's POV

She doesn't like me. I knew she didn't like me at all. I should stop stressing, maybe it was because Claire was upstairs. But I really wanted to kiss her extremely  badly. I sigh as I watch her pick up Claire's paint bucket and a paint brush. She hands me one and gives me a sympathetic smile. I smile back as Claire runs down the steps.

"Yellow everybody!" She screams. I laugh at her as Delilah runs up and hugs her.

"YOLO POTATOS!" Delilah screams. The girls erupt into a pit of laughter and run up the steps and I follow behind. We reach Claire's room and Delilah looks around.

"Claire, can you grab the paint tin, I think it's still outside because I didn't see it in any of the bags inside." She says with a puppy dog face.

"Fine." Grunts Claire. She grabs the keys and walks out. Delilah looks out heer door until Claire is out of sight. She turns back to me and smiles. And then, she kisses me. What? She likes me back. What. Just. Happened?