just tell me ; joe sugg

t w e n t y

amara*

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"What?" I screamed at Caspar, who cringed. "Really?!"

He started to smile as I backed away from him, putting my hands to my mouth. "Yeah,"

"NO WAY!" I squealed- holy shit, I just squealed. "Tyler Oakley and Troye Sivan? Are you sure?"

Caspar nodded again. "Yes, they're coming here tomorrow. I personally asked them to since I know that you fangirl over-"

I jumped and crashed him in a hug. Since he wasn't ready, he didnt have a chance to realize what I was doing, so he fell to the floor, with me on top of them.

"Oh, my God, I'm so sorry." I said, immediately rolling off of him. I sat down next to him on the floor, since he didn't move.

"No, I'm sorry, Amara." He said, sitting up, so he was now next to me. I smiled, and he started to smile too.

"You can call me Mara." I said, looking down at my hands.

"What?"

"Mara." I said louder. "You can call me Mara. I never usually ask people to call me this, mainly because it's cringeworthy, but you're cool."

"Oh," he said, raising an eyebrow. "I'm cool."

"I guess."

"Mara Gillian said that I was cool."

"You can shut up now."

"I mean," he started, "I would, but you said that-"

"Don't."

"-that I was cool."

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"TYLER OAKLEY AND TROYE SIVAN ARE IN OUR APARTMENT, LIANA! LIANA, THEY'RE HERE! WHAT THE ACTUAL-"

"Woah, woah, calm yourself. Mason is literally in his bedroom." Liana said, putting her hands on my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and she flinched, "Ew, screw off," she mumbled wiping my spit on my shoulder. I shrugged.

"Tyler, Troye, I'm a huge fan. I ship you two so hard." I said, trying not to embarrass myself in front of them. Both of them laughed.

"It's nice to meet you, too." Tyler said, giving me a small hug. "And I know, I ship us, too." Troye laughed.

"Also, um, we have another surprise that you probably won't care about." Alfie said from the back of the apartment.

"And what would that be?" Liana asked, raising an eyebrow and biting her lip.

"He would mean, us." Our heads traveled to the voices of the front door, where Marcus Butler and his girlfriend, Naomi Smart stood, smiling.

"Holy shit, it's Marcus and Naomi." Liana mumbled. "They are my OTP."

"I'm sorry, but Troyler's better." I said behind her.

"That's what you think." Liana said. "Asa and I ship Maomi so much, it's not even funny."

Naomi and Marcus laughed as they walked in, rolling in their suit cases.

"No, seriously, you should be calling the cops on us."

"What are cops?" Marcus asked.

"Police." I answered.

"Speaking of Asa, I should probably tell her that Maomi is here." Liana said, taking out her phone from her pocket and typing.

"Um, I need to talk to you for a second," I told her, now realizing about the situation about Mason and Joe.

"What would you-"

I grabbed her by her ear and dragged her towards my room. "You guys can make yourselves at home." I said happily, before I shut the door on them.

"What?" She asked, clearly annoyed.

"What do you mean 'What?'" I asked her. I crossed my arms. "You never told me what happened between you and Joe that one night at dinner."

"Well we. . ."

"You what?" I pressed.

"We. . . we kissed. Three times."

I grimaced, taken back. "Excuse me? Three times?"

She nodded nervously. "Twice when I went out to get him and one time in Mason's room after he tucked him in bed. And also, at Disney."

"You kissed Joe at Disney?"

"That time it was a stage kiss! We were pretending to be boyfriend and girlfriend because this guy was hitting on me and then Joe just-"

"Mom, Bentley's hungry. I can't find his food." Mason said at the doorway.

"Try looking in the kitchen, honey." He nodded and went back out.

"So you're telling me that you kissed Joe four times?"

"Basically."

joe^

"Excuse me? Three times?"

"Twice when I went out to get him and one time in Mason's room after he tucked him in bed. And also, at Disney."

I cringed as it was silent for a moment.

"You kissed Joe at Disney?"

"That time it was a stage kiss! We were-"

"Hey, um, I need to get into this room." I hear a small voice. I look down and see Mason.

"Sorry, mate. You can get through." I said, ruffling his hair. He smiled up at me, and I smiled back as he entered the room.

I walked away awkwardly from the room and I decided to talk to Marcus and Caspar, who were sitting on the couch. I noticed that Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban was on- Liana's favorite out of the whole series -so I decided to focus on the movie instead of talking about what ever they were blabbering on about.

Just then, Mason squeezed on next to me on the couch. I patted on my lap, and he immediately climbed onto my lap and plopped down on me. I smiled to myself, wrapping my arms around his small skinny stomach and resting my head onto his bony shoulders.

Beside me, I hear Marcus call my name. "Oi, Joe!" He whispered. I look over.

"What?"

He pointed to Mason and me, and then he gave me a confused look. Caspar tapped his shoulder, and then he whispered something in his ear. Then Marcus flinched away from him.

"He's your son?" He mouthed at me, surprised.

I nodded, and turned my head back to the movie. We just got to the part where Harry and Hermione are freeing Sirius Black.

I didn't personally care about what other people thought about me having a son, and that was when I realized that I had to tell my fans. It would be hard, but there was no way I could keep this away from five million people. My son was my son, and I should be proud and compassionate about having him.

I buried my head into his tiny shoulder, and closed my eyes.

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