A Dream Come True(Joey Graceffa love story)

chapter eight.

*1 month later Shelbys birthday*

joeys pov

Today was the hardest day. The worst day besides the day we met. I'm gonna call it our anniversary. because when I first met her I knew I wanted her to be mine. I love her. I still do no matter what. it's blt even funny how much she meant to me. I only knew her like what? a month? I fell for her. But nobody was there to catch my fall. I remember all the fun times I had with her. going to the beach with her and my friends. Playing minecraft/hungercraft with her. walking around LA with her. having Sleepovers. making smoothies. Making eggs. and soooooo much more. especially. meeting her.

*flash back.*

I was walking down the hall to get more yogurt from the store and as I turned the corner I bumped into someone. Everything of theirs fell. Laptop. Chargers. Books. Cell Phone. etc. "OHMIEGAWD IM SO SORRY I WASN'T PAYING ANY ATTENTION" I apologized. "its okay" she said. "are you okay?" i asked. "yes. I'm fine." she answered. I handed her stuff back. I looked at her. she was beautiful. honestly. truly. beautiful. and at that moment. I wanted to kiss her. I diddnt even know her name. but I was falling for her. hard. I handed her camera back to her, "I like your camera. Are you a photographer or something?" I asked. "Uhm. no. I'm a YouTuber. I make videos for YouTube." she said awkwardly. "ME TOO.!! My names Joey Graceffa." I said smiling. "I'm Shelby Bennett." she replied.

*end of flashback*

The memory brought tears to my eyes. I was so happy with her. Maybe if I diddnt ask her out this wouldn't have happened. its all my fault. 'UGH I HATE THIS. I HATE MY LIFE. I HATE THE WORLD. I JUST WANNA DIEEE.' I thought. Then I thought about the last thin she said to me.

*flashback*

"Joey. I don't think so. don't get me wrong. I like you. a lot. but it's been what? a month.?" she said.

"oh. okay." I replied.

"well. I'm gonna go home bye joey." she said after a few minutes.

"k. bye." I called back.

*end of Flashback*

oh my god. it is my fault. If I would have just waited a while she wouldn't have left alone and I would have been there to protect her. Fuck.

I haven't left my room ever since she died. I would obviously leave for a shower. and to use the bathroom. but that was connected to my room. I also walked to the kitchen and would grab something to eat every other day. you could say I was.....well. I was depressed. Life wasn't the same with her laugh. or her smile. or giggle. or bright eyes. ugh. I wasn't the same without her. it's like she took my happiness with her. also. she stole my heart and kept it.