Best Friend's Brother

Chapter 9

Your POV
My eyes fluttered open and I immediately squinted into the sunrise filtering in from the window shade. I looked at the clock; it was 6:00. I shifted, and found a strong forearm wrapped around my waist. My lips involuntarily smiled. Joe. I rolled over to look at his face. As I moved, Joe's arms tightened around me and again he mumbled, "Stay." His face looked so peaceful in his slumber.

I smiled and whispered, "I'm not going anywhere." I drifted off to sleep again, dreaming safely in Joe's arms.

Joe's POV
I stirred from my sleep and opened my eyes to see (y/n) sleeping soundly in my arms. I peered over her head at the clock; 8:00. I groaned when I remembered I had to be back at my flat at 12:00 to meet Caspar and Oli for a video. My eyes narrowed in anger at the thought of Caspar. How could he break my best friend's heart so easily? I was going to have a word with him when I got back.

I focused on the sleeping girl in my arms again. Her small hand was resting on my chest. A wisp of her soft brown hair was strewn across her face. I smiled and tucked the piece of hair behind her ear. She was so beautiful. I'll never have the guts to tell her I like her. I thought sadly. Whatever Sugg, it's not like she would even like you back.

I disentangled myself from (y/n) carefully and headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I frowned at the pizza jumper I had on and pulled it off, throwing it in the bag where I had put my clothes from yesterday. No sooner had I straightened up than did the door open and something slam into me.

Your POV
My eyes opened again. I rubbed my eyes groggily. I was alone on the pullout couch in the middle of my living room. Why aren't I sleeping in my bed? I wondered as I glanced at the clock. It was 8:10. I clambered of the bed and stumbled to the bathroom to brush my teeth, not fully awake yet.

I opened the door to the bathroom and headed straight for the shower. Too bad there was something in the way. I slammed into someone tall and bounced off.

"Joe?" I squealed as I fell. He tried to grab me but ended up falling as well. We landed in a heap in the hallway, him on top of me. I groaned from having slammed my head against the ground.

"Holy shit, are you okay?" Joe said worriedly. I nodded my head and noticed finally that he was shirtless. I looked into his eyes, full of concern, not two inches from my own eyes. Our noses were almost touching. His eyes flickered to my lips, then back to my eyes. It was quick, but I noticed. He pushed himself back up and offered me a hand, which I gladly took.

"I'm going to, uh, make breakfast." I stammered. Joe nodded, still looking at me with concern. He then closed the bathroom door, leaving me standing dumbfounded in the hallway.

I shook my head and scolded myself. Stop it. Joe is your friend. He doesn't like you like that. I headed to the kitchen and started making eggs and toast. Soon Joe emerged from the bathroom, back in his clothes from the day before. He shovelled eggs into his mouth and I giggled, "Got somewhere to be?" He nodded.

"I'be godda be at my flat at 12 to shook a bideo." he managed, his mouth full of food. I wrinkled my nose at him and he shot me an eggy grin. He finished in about 30 seconds flat and came around to give me a quick hug.

"Thanks so much for letting me stay here for the night, I owe you. See you next week at the premiere?" he called, already halfway out the door.

"Yeah, I'll see you! Bye!" I shouted, and he was gone. I sighed. They flat sounded eerily quiet without Joe's cheerful voice. I really should invite him over more often. I cleared the table and began to tidy my living room.