Save Me. {A Joe Sugg FanFiction}

eight

'It's Caspar...'
Oh no,what have I done?
'He's gone missing.'

I gape at Joe.
'Missing?' I say incredulously.
I grab my phone and I march to Joe's flat.
And Caspar's.
'Emma, I'm serious he's gone.'
'Ugh, this is all my fault!' I shout angrily.
'No it's not... Emma he's... Caspar is fragile. He's not been himself since a few days ago.' Joe soothes me. 
I sigh. A million thoughts going through my head.
It is my fault.
It's because I left.
If I hadn't left he would still be here.
What if he was taken?
What if he's dead?
What if we never find him again?
I sit down on their sofa, my head in my hands.
Joe sits next to me with his hand on my back.
I curl up into Joe and cry. He rubs my back in a continuous pattern with his finger.
'It's all my fault.' I sniff into Joe's shoulder.
'No it's not.' Joe says softly.
The door clicks and I immediately look up.
Caspar.
It's Zoe...
'Zoe?' Joe asks, surprised.
'Joe!' Zoe runs over to him and they embrace.
I stand up awkwardly. I haven't met Zoe yet. Well sure, on a pixelated screen but in person? No.
'Oh who are you?' Zoe says sweetly.
'I'm Emma.' I smile. 'I live at number 14.'
'I'm Zoe.' She says and hugs me too.
'I know. I watch your videos.' I blurt before I could stop it but, thankfully, she laughs.
'Aww that's sweet. Now, about Caspar..'
'What? You've got news?' Joe asks.
Zoe nods sadly.
'He came to Alfie and I in tears and asked if he could stay for a while to clear his head, I thought I would come and let you know..'
Joe looks pointedly at the keys in her hand.
'Oh these? They're Caspar's.' Zoe explains.
'But is he ok?' I ask.
'I think so.. Alfie is having a chat with him sooner or later. He's in good hands.'
I feel as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
'Thank goodness.' I smile.
'Oooh, do we have a soft spot for Caspar?' She teases.
I glance at Joe. He stiffens and stares at the wall.
Odd.
I laugh it off.
'No. I mean he's nice and everything but..' I say.
'But what?' Zoe presses.
'He tried to kiss me.' I mumble.
'He what!? Oh my gosh!' Zoe says.
'That's not like Caspar..' She says.

Joe's POV

'Zoe? Could I have a word?' I ask Zoe, beckoning her downstairs.
Emma nods and sits back on the sofa.
'Sure what's up broseph?' She asks as we go into my bedroom.
'Do you like Emma?' I ask her.
'Yes she seems lovely. You should invite her over to Brighton sometime.'
'Well... I think I like her...like like her.' I mumble.
'Aww broseph! Well? How long have you known her?'
'Ummm 2 or 3..' I trail off.
'2 or 3 what?'
'Days.'
'And you say you like her?' Zoe says.
'Yeah.'
'Well then what are you waiting for? She obviously likes you.'
'How do you know?' I ask confused.
'The way she looks at you.'

A/N: IMMA DO A BILLION AND ONE MORE CHAPTERS.
I'm ill so I have nothing better to do anyways.
😂