Only you (A ThatcherJoe/ Youtuber fanfic)

Chapter 19

Joe's POV:

Everyone had gone home and Zoe was taking a nap so I headed towards the door and towards Alfie and Caspar's flat. I wasn't going to let him get away with it. I made my way through the cold London streets back past where we got to the other day. I arrived at their door and sighed. I pulled up the courage to knock and just waited. My anger was boiling inside of me. I could feel it. Alfie opened the door.

"Joe what the fuck are you doing here? Piss off!" And with that I punched him square in the face. "You son of a bitch!" He shouted and punched me back. Again and again.

This continued for about 10 minutes before I was lying on the ground in pain and Caspar was just watching. "How could you do that? Just hit Zoe and say it's her fault? It's not and you know it's not! Take as much anger out on me as you want just don't ever hurt her again!" I felt something trickle down my head. "Hurt her!? I didn't hurt her!" He hit me one last time and slammed the door in my face. I attempted to stand up but I was just too weak. I sat against the wall in attempt to find my phone to call someone. Anyone. Except I blacked out. In the hallway of some flats. Alone.

Zoe's POV:

I woke up from my nap to see Joe gone from the living room. I hope he's in the bedroom. I got up feeling sorry for myself and made my way to his bedroom. Nothing. Then I realised, he'd probably gone to Alfie's.

I grabbed my phone and called Joe. Voicemail. So I called Marcus. "Marcus?!" I was now panicking. "Zoe? Are you okay?" He asked worried. "Can you go to Alfie's for me? I don't want to see him but I think Joe's done something stupid and I'm scared he's hurt. He's not picking up." "Ermmm me and Alfie aren't on great terms either but okay." He gave in. "Thanks oh and I'll call Jim to meet you there?" I questioned. "Yeah okay." He agreed. "Thanks Marcus."

Next to call Jim. "Jim?" I still hadn't quite calmed down. "What's the matter Zoe?" He asked soothingly. "Are you free right now?" I asked still slightly worried. "Yeah why?" He said calmly. "Is there any chance you could go to Alfie's? I'm scared Joe's there and he's done something stupid." I admitted. "Of course." He agreed. "Thanks Jimbob. Oh and Marcus is going to meet you there." I said, feeling a little more calm and relieved. "Okay i'll leave now." He hung up so I just had to wait.

Jim's POV:

I lived closer than Marcus to Alfie's but I hopped in my car and drove towards the flat. I parked round the corner so Alfie didn't know I was here and headed up the lift to their floor. I walked down the hallway to the door where I found a little Joe all beaten and bleeding. I tried to wake him but he was unconscious.

I texted Marcus:

Hey, I'm here. Park round the side so they don't assume anything and btw Joe's beaten and bleeding unconscious so hurry!

5 minutes later, the lift doors open and he walked out. "Right lets go." We picked him up carefully and took him down to the cars. "Hospital?" Marcus asked. "Obviously Marcus." I laughed slightly. "Which car?" He asked.  "Mine? I have like blankets in the back so we can lie him on there?" I questioned and he nodded. "I'll meet you there." Marcus nodded and jumped into his car.

I started the engine and my phone began to ring: Dr Baker. Of course it was! I answered anyway. "Doctor Baker." I spoke. "Hi Jim. I have your results. It seems you do not have prostate cancer. However I do need you to come in at some point ideally as soon as possible?" "Well I'm kind of heading there now with a friend so in about an hour?" I questioned and he agreed so we hung up and I started the journey. I was worried now. If I was clear why did I need to go in?

Minutes later I arrived outside the hospital and Marcus came to help with Joe. "What took you so long?" He asked. "Oh I had to take a call." He nodded and we made our way inside the hospital.

They took Joe to a room so we waited outside. "Do you want a drink?" Marcus asked and I nodded. "Please." He walked away and I called my brother. "Jim!" He said cheerfully. "John. Why are you so happy?" I questioned. "I got a call from Dr Baker." He said. "That's what I was calling about actually." I replied. "What happened?" He asked, sounding more worried.  "Did he ask you to go back in as soon as possible?" I questioned. "No he just said I was clear." John admitted.

"Oh." I sighed. "Why?" He asked.  "Well he told me I was clear but he wanted me to go back in so I'm going in about half an hour." I explained. "You're going where in about half an hour?" Marcus interrupted. "Hold on John. I'll talk later." I hung up. "It's not polite to listen to others conversations." I joked.

"Jim? What's going on?" He asked seriously. "You can't tell anyone. Only my family know anything. Not even Tan." I breathed. "Okay." He agreed. "Well, my dad has prostate cancer." I admitted. "Your dad as in 'haven't spoke to you in 20 years' dad?" He questioned and I nodded. "He has prostate cancer so me and John had to get tested too. It's at an incurable stage for him. Anyway we got tested the other day and on the way here, I got the results. He said I was clear but needed to go in asap." I explained. "Oh." He commented simply. "I asked John if he said the same to him but he said no. He was clear and hasn't been asked to go back in. So something else has got to be wrong, right?" I questioned. "Maybe." He admitted.

"Shouldn't we call Zo?" I laughed. Brightening the mood. "Oh shit yeah." He laughed and I stood up and made the call. "Zoe?" I asked. "Jim? Where's Joe? Is he okay?" She asked, still slightly panicked. "Zo calm down. He's unconscious. We're at London general. Alfie beat him up pretty bad." I told her. "Okay I'll be there soon." I took a seat once again and hung up.

My phone rang once again. Mum. "Jim what happened? Did you get your results." She asked, worriedly. "Erm yeah. I'm clear!" I cheered. There's no point telling her the rest. "Aww congratulations Jim. Visit soon?" I agreed and hung up again.

Marcus' phone went off. "Your turn." I laughed lightly and he gave me a death glare. "Anyone with Mr Joe Sugg?" A doctor came out and we stood up. "Relations?" She asked and me and Marcus looked at each other. "Step brothers. Real sister will be here any minute." Marcus lied. "Okay. He was beaten pretty bad. He needs stitches in the back and front of his head, a broken rib and 2 bruised and... two broken fingers and sprained ankle. Mild concussion." We nodded and Zoe burst through the door as she walked away.

"How is he?" She asked me. "We said we're his step brothers to get info but he's got mild concussion, sprained ankle, two broken fingers, broken rib and two bruised..." I started. "Stitches in the front and back of head." Marcus finished. "Oh my god." She cried. "Alfie's a dead man." She stormed away but me and Marcus stopped her and I pulled her in for a hug. "It's okay Zoe. It could be worse, much worse but we're lucky it's not." I sighed and looked at my watch.

"Shit I've got to go. I'll be back later." I released her and she and Marcus took a seat. "Thank you Jim." She sighed and then giggled and pointed at my t-shirt. "Zoe!" I laughed and zipped my hoodie up to cover the makeup marks she'd left on my shirt once again as I walked towards the cancer ward.

A/N .... Wonder what will happen to Jim and Joe. More importantly, will Alfie be punished for his wrong doings??? Thanks for the readings guys x :)