Banana Girl: a thatcherjoe love story

Chapter 9- cappucino, mocha, latte

Zoe was grinning from cheek to cheek. So much so, that she was almost spilling her cappuccino.
"This is so great!" She cried, grabbing the attention of a group of 13 year old girls,
"An anniversary surprise!" It was the same day, and Zoe and I were out shopping. I'd just told her about Joe's surprise for me, and she seemed even more excited than I was!
"Excuse us? Hello?" The group of girls had made their way over to us, and they were obviously Zoella fans.
"Hi girls! Can we help?" Zoe said, with her winning smile.
"Can we get a photo with you two, please?" Said a polite, small girl with gorgeous frizzy brown hair down to her waist. Us two? Surely she meant just Zoe?
"Both of us?" I asked, shocked.
"Sure! You're Thatcherjoe's girlfriend, Violet, right?" This girl had shoulder-length caramel coloured hair and was obviously confident. But she new me! She recognised me! I'd been in quite a few of Joe's videos recently, as he asked me every day, but still...
"Yeah! I just didn't think people would have noticed me, that's all!"
"Sure we would! You're well pretty!" A different girl spoke up now, with gorgeous brown hair in a bob, and wearing what was definitely makeup from Zoella's range!
"Aww!" I said.
"Can we have a picture?" Said the caramel-hair one again.
"Oh, right, yeah!" I said, looking at Zoe.
She started chatting away to them about this and that, makeup mostly, and, soon enough, they left, taking their photos with them, before we quickly took a selfie to remember the moment.
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When we got back to Joe's, I ran into the bedroom and jumped up behind him while he was making the bed.
He jumped, making me giggle, and turned around. I told him about the girls in the high street asking us for photos, and said how they actually thiught I was pretty.
"Of course you're pretty! You're perfect! Besides, if you weren't, I probably wouldn't be doing this..."
He hoisted me up and sat me on top of the oak chest of drawers, my feet dangling, and ran his hands through my hair while he kissed me.
"Hello? Oh God!" Zoe cried, as she accidentally walked in on us making out.
"Zoe! Oh sh•t!" I said, surprised to see her walk in. She quickly ran out the door and I could hear her shuffling around in the kitchen.
"No, it's, it's okay, really! Coffee?" She was craving a mocha even when she'd just walked in on her brother and best friend making out.
We stumbled out of the bedroom and went to join her.
"Zo..."
"No, really, it's okay! It's my fault! I should've knocked!" She looked flustered and embarrassed, just like us.
"Latte?"

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Joe looked so gorgeous when he slept.
I'm not a paedophile or anything, it's just that I slept at his a few nights of the week, and he often got to sleep before me.
When he did, I liked to just lie there and listen to his breathing. In, out. In, out. It made me feel safe and peaceful, but mostly lucky. So so lucky.
"Vi? You alright babe?"
I had no idea he was awake!
"Oh, uh, yeah. I just... I'm finding it hard to sleep, that's all."
"Is it not comfy enough? Do you not like sleeping here? Do you not like sleeping with me?"
"No! No. It's not that, it's not that at all. It's just... My parents."