heart breaker // jack maynard

seven

*y/n's pov*

"you what?"

joe's voice made me look up. his eyes were filled with a mixture of shock and ... sadness?
"i don't know joe. i haven't had any proper relationships for over a year, since luke. but all of a sudden i say yes to going out with a guy i just met!" i state, a tone of disbelief in my voice.
"i mean, it's just a drink." i began reasoning with myself. "i'm just going to the pub with a guy to talk to them. get to know them better. it's not like I've just agreed to marry the man. why the hell am i freaking out so much?"
i looked up at joe. he smiled at me and replied. "you're right y/n. you just need to relax. like you said, it's not a big deal."
i slipped my hand out of his, which i didn't even know i was holding, and stood up. "thank you joe." he stood up and hugged me. "anytime
y/n," he said, wishing me goodnight an walking out of the room.
i got changed, brushed my teeth and then collapsed onto the bed, instantly falling asleep.

*joe's pov*

i said goodnight to y/n and walked out of the room. i went into my bedroom and shut the door.
i took of my top and jeans and after looking for my pyjama bottoms for about 10 seconds, i gave up and decided to once again sleep in my boxers. i sank into the mattress and stared up at the ceiling, thoughts whizzing around my head. i let out a deep breath and closed my eyes. Usually, i would stay up and edit, or talk to my friends, but i just wasn't in the mood. i just wanted to sleep and forget about it all.

the next day

*y/n's pov*

the morning sun glared through the light blinds and i rolled over. with my head buried in my pillow i reached out for my phone. i around on the bedside table until my hand finally touched it. picking it up, i brought it under the covers, where the light didn't shine too much on the screen.
i replied  to some snapchats and instagram comments and went to check my text messages.

1 new message ~ luke
1 new message ~ cactus boi
2 new messages ~ jack

my heart skipped a beat but i pretended not to notice as i opened luke's message:
'bell misses you xx' [1 attachment]
i opened the attachment and a picture of luke and bell popped up on my screen. i smiled and saved the picture to my gallery.
next i opened oli's message:
'did i leave my phone charger at joe's place last night?'
i remembered seeing his charger and typed out a reply.
'yeah, i think it's on the counter. i'll get someone to drop it over later :)"

i sent the message and pressed the back button. i clicked on the final text notification.
'still up for tonight?'
my mind blanked. what was happening tonight? what had i agreed to? my stomach churned. suddenly it all came back to me. i tried to stay calm and read his second text.
'i take you not answering as a yes so see you later b x'
my heart pounded in my chest. i checked the time.
it read 12:57. i climbed out of bed and looked in the mirror. i was a mess. my makeup was smudged as as i had forgotten to take it off last night and the bags under my eyes were huge.
i off the oversized top i had slept in, showered, and changed into a long sleeved, cropped Nike hoodie and a pair of Adidas tracksuit pants. i'd put on something nicer later when i was going out. i let my hair out of the bun and brushed it out. i tied it back into a simple ponytail. 'i'll do my makeup later,' i said to myself, grabbing my phone and walking upstairs.
"morning," mumbled a sleepy caspar, who was sitting on the couch playing fifa.
"morning... where's joe?" i said.
"probably still in bed," caspar replied, laughing.
i nodded and walked over to the kitchen. i grabbed a bowl and poured some muesli into it. i added the milk and then carried it over to the table.
suddenly i heard someone coming up the stairs. i smiled at joe as he reached the top and began walking towards me.

*joe's pov*

i heard y/n walking walk up the stairs above me and i sat up. i checked my phone, then climbed out of my bed. i threw on some loose tracksuit pants and walked towards to door.
i dragged myself up the stairs and into the main room. y/n looked over at me. "morning sleepy head," she said, ruffling my hair jokingly as i walked past.
i muttered back a 'morning' and proceeded to make my breakfast. i carried it over to where y/n was sitting. we were in the middle of a conversation about cameras when caspar walked over to us.
"i'm going to the office now to sign some stuff so I'll see you guys later?" he said, addressing both of us.
"can you drop oli's charger over to him if you get the chance as well?" i asked and caspar nodded. he grabbed his phone, his and Oli's charger and the keys from the counter. then he opened the front door and walked out, footsteps echoing from down the hallway.

*y/n's pov*

"so what do you want to do today?" joe asked, a few minutes after caspar had left.
i shrugged. "well, i need to finish editing my video and then upload it, but we can do something first if you want?"
joe nodded. "what time is jack..." his voice trailed off. "8," i replied.
we sat in silence for a minute until joe stood up, brought his bowl to the sink and asked if i wanted to play some fifa.
"sure, but you know i'll win," i said, smirking.
"not a chance," he laughed, pushing me onto the sofa. he grabbed the controllers, turned everything on and sat beside me on the couch. he set up the game and passed me my controller.

"joe, you dick!" i shouted at him halfway through the first game. i pushed his hand off my controller; "that's cheating!"
joe laughed and began tickling me. i tried to score a goal but i was too distracted. "that's not fair...!" i grumbled. "you're such a baby," he said, continuing to tickle me, "how about we call it a draw and end it there?"
i pretended to think about it for a minute but then shook my head. "no way!" i shouted, and i hit him over the head with a pillow.
this then lead onto a full on pillow fight, and 20 minutes later the game of Fifa was long forgotten and joe and i were on the floor, crying from laughter.
"i hate you," i whispered in between laughs.
"i hate you too," he said.

*joe's pov*

i wanted to kiss y/n. right there and then. more than ever before. we were lying beside each-other on the floor next to the sofa after our huge pillow fight. tears were running down both of our faces from laughing so much. her head was only a few inches away from mine, and she looked so beautiful.
if this were a fairytale i would've kissed her, and she'd kiss me back and we'd fall in love and everything would be perfect. but this was real life and i was just her friend and i knew that would never happen.
"i hate you," she whispered playfully, smiling. in a fantasy world somewhere in my head, i imagined what it would've been like if one word in that sentence was different. if hate was love... oh for god's sake, shut up joe.
"i hate you too," i replied and we both burst into laughter once again.

*y/n's pov*

after two and a bit hours of hanging out with joe, i went back to my room to edit and upload my video.

97% complete... 98% complete... 99% complete... 100% complete.
[upload successful]
the video was up. i watched as the comments flew in.
'CONGRATS ON 3 MIL!!!'
'ilysfm omg'
'you look gorgeous y/n!'
'am i the only one who thinks her and joe would be so cute together?'
i laughed at the last comment and replied to as many as i could. i tried to talk to my viewers as much as possible; they were why i was here, after all.
i closed my laptop and walked over to the chest of drawers i used as a makeshift dressing table. it was 7 o'clock so i decided to do my makeup. i put on some foundation and then concealer under my eyes and contoured my face. i filled in my eyebrows and did a light, natural cream colour on my eyes. i added some mascara, put on some blush and applied a matte red lipstick. taking my hair out of the ponytail, i brushed it again and did a few light curls with my curling iron.
walking towards the cupboard, i began to think about what i might wear. i had brought 3 dresses with me to joe's incase we went out anywhere. a short, red skater dress, a long, white dress with jewels around the neck and a short, black dress with cut off shoulders. after staring blankly at the dresses for about 5 minutes, i finally decided on the black dress. i took off my clothes and climbed into the dress. i paired it up with some simple black heels i had bought a few days ago.

i grabbed my purse and walked upstairs. caspar was back by now and he was sitting on the couch beside joe. caspar turned around when he heard me coming up the stairs. he smirked and said, "who are you all dressed up for?"
i blushed and stuck my tongue out at him and he laughed.
i glanced over at joe, who was facing me now.
"oh my god y/n," he said suddenly. "you look beautiful."

*joe's pov*

when i turned around to face y/n i found myself speechless. her long, brown hair flowed down each side of her shoulders and her red, flushed cheeks stood out from the rest of her perfect face. she was wearing a short black dress that fit her perfectly and she looked amazing. i sighed. seeing her everyday but knowing i'd never have her was like torture. i needed to stop thinking about it.
"oh my god y/n, you look beautiful!" i said, when i was finally able to form coherent sentences.
she smiled, thanking me, and then checked her phone.
"shit, i better be going..."
i got up and gave her a hug.
"good luck," i whispered in her ear, and she walked out.