Save Me. {A Joe Sugg FanFiction}

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'Joe...' I say again.
He sits me properly on the sofa, like I'm a doll and easy to manoeuvre.
'Emma?' Joe asks nervously.
'Yes?'
'Care to tell me...' He trails off and looks at my wrist. It's still bleeding.
I look to the side slightly, afraid to tell him.
'It's ok, you don't have to be scared.' Joe says softly as if he's reading my thoughts.
I sigh.
'It all happened a year ago with my old boyfriend Eric..'

*FlashBack
'And now that I've lasted the acquired time. It's time to end it.' Eric says cruelly.
He grabs me by my dress, leaves 50 dollars on the table and drags me outside.
'You see Emma? You are the ugliest girl, I shaped you into who you are now. And that night you said you loved me and I said it back. I didn't mean it. I didn't mean anything!' His voice rises and he draws his hand across my face. The contact sends me staggering backwards and a slight tingle starts to spread throughout my cheek. My eyes start watering.
'Why? Eric, how could someone be so horrible? Do you have no feelings?' I spat.
He laughs, but not a natural laugh, a 'I'm judging you and I'm going to let you know' sort of laugh.
'Oh Emma. Little naive Emma. You don't understand do you? Why you never saw me at school and I never walked with you?'
I shake my head confused.
'What are you on about?' I ask.
'I'm 18 Emma. I don't go to your school . In fact, I don't go to school at all.' Eric draws closer and rips the hem of my dress. A horrible ripping noise echoing through the alleyway.
He punches my nose, making me fall over backwards. I brought my hand up to my nose and when I brought it back there was blood.
I got back to my feet dizzily.
'Emma... Come here love.' Eric says, his tone back to how it was before.
I shake my head and fold my arms, my vision blurring from tears.
'Emma! Get over here now!' He says angrily. I start walking towards him.
'You want to know the last part of the deal?' He says, arms wrapping around my waist. One going down and gripping my bum cheek hard. It hurt.
'Ow Eric that hurts.' I moan.
'I haven't told you the last part of the deal..' He says steadily, his fingers going to the back of my dress and unzipping it slowly. The air is cold against my back.
'No, no Eric stop.' I say, trying not to sound as if I'm about to cry.
'The last part...' Eric whispers in my ear, drawing back my hair and kissing my neck.
'Was this.' He finishes. Ripping my dress off me and his trousers.
I scream and try to break free from his grip. But it's too strong and I can't. I scream again but his hand goes over my mouth as he..

*End of Flashback*

'I screamed again but his hand goes over my mouth as he...' I trail off, unable to finish but Joe gets the gist and pulls me into a hug.
''So, that night.' I continue. 'I got home, my dress torn and my face bloody, told my parents and while they were talking to the police I grabbed a blade from the cutlery draw and took it to my room.'
I cover my face in my hands.
He's not going to talk to me ever again.
But Joe lifts up my chin and so I'm looking him in the eyes.
And he kisses me again.
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After Joe kissed me he looks at me.
I blush.
'I'm here for you Emma, you know that?' He says.
I nod and blush.
'I was scared you would get a little freaked out and not talk to me.' I laugh a little.
'Listen Emma, tomorrow evening. I... Do you want to go on a date?' He asks awkwardly.
But I grin widely and kiss his cheek.
'Of course.'
We sit there on the sofa, folded into each other as if we were the missing puzzle piece the other never knew they needed.
Just the aura of Joe makes me feel insanely better.
I look up at him to see him already looking at me. I blush and smile.
'What you staring at?' I ask cheekily.
'Well apart from the fact there's a beautiful girl sitting in my lap, nothing really.' He says nonchalantly, kissing the tip of my nose.
The kiss deepens and his tongue skims my top lip. As I sit on top of Joe with my hands tangled into his hair, the front door clicks open and a horrified gasp emits from the door.
I look up, as does Joe.
Caspar.

A/N: So I went into school today and we had Lacrosse and it wasn't actually that bad. But the funny thing was me and a friend went to watch the boys playing hockey and some year 8 girls were like: 'oh yeah let's go to the tennis courts to watch the year 7-8 boys.' So we followed them and the teacher sent us away because she said we were going to distract the boys. 😂
(It was funnier at the time... And in my head)