Sawyer's POV
Where is Joey? He's been gone for hours now! I mean I guess they have a lot to talk about but I feel... worried. I hope nothing bad happened to Joey. I decided to call and see.
It rang three times until it stopped.
"Joey?!"
I asked. It was quiet for a second until...
"Sorry Joey is not here right now! Please leave a message!"
Crap. I thought he was gonna answer. My heart started to beat fast. Where was he? Why wasn't he answering? Should I go to see if he's still at shane's? Nah, maybe I will wait an hour then call again?
Yeah I will wait.
Shane's POV
I laid, Joey's head on my chest, his chest heaving slowly. I stared at the ceiling. I couldn't fall asleep. I'm so tired but I just can't stop thinking. What is the person going to say about me and Joey being together??
Huh... I sighed, then looked at the clock. It's only 11:30?? I picked up my phone and scrolled through twitter. Nothing new. I decided to try and sleep then, I heard music. It was really loud and I had never heard the singing my life. I got really scared. Where was it coming from? Then a light shone from across the room... Joey's phone! I decided to go get it, to see who it was. I picked it up from the ground and looked at the caller ID... Sawyer?! Oh god, he was probably worried about Joey. I didn't want to answer though because I didn't want to get in a fight over the phone, and wake up Joey. He was so cute laying on the bed, lips slightly parted and his hair messy. The moonlight perfectly light up his face. So I laid the phone on my dresser and waited till Sawyer hung up.
Sawyer's POV
He isn't answering!! I'm getting really scared now, but should I go to Shane's? I mean, we are in a sort of fight, but I guess, Joey could be hurt. in trouble. scared.
I had to risk our friendship.
I grabbed my keys and ran out the door, not bothering to try and call Shane. I started the car and headed to his house. I sped down the street, cars beeping at me as I drove by. I pulled into his street, extremely scared. All that I care about is that he is ok. I pull into his driveway and race up his steps. It had just rained so the damp air around me was thick. The door was cold and wet only making me more uncomfortable. I heard footsteps coming down the hall, I was hoping it was Joey... Until Shane answered the door.
Shane's POV
"Sawyer?!"
I asked, awkwardly standing at
the door in only my boxers, holding a knife in my hand.
"woah woah, no need to decapitate me!"
He said laughing, then he looked really serious, his lips forming a straight line and his eyebrows started to furrow.
"Is Joey here?"
He asked, sounding concerned. Should I tell him? He would probably freak out if I did... Then again, he would probably freak out if I didn't.
"Um, yes."
I answered.
"Shane, you don't sound serious, is he here?! I am not fucking with you I have to know."
He nearly yelled at me. God, what's his problem?
"Yes, Sawyer, he is here okay?! Why do you care so much!?"
I demanded.
"Maybe I care about MY BEST FRIEND!! Maybe I want to know he is OKAY AND NOT HURT!!"
He yelled.
"SAWYER WHAT DO YOU THINK I FUCKING WANTED TO MURDER HIM?!"
"SHANE HE COULD HAVE GOTTEN IS A CAR CRASH FOR GODS SAKE!!! SORRY FOR CARING!"
But I didn't want him to care. He Joey was mine to take care of, not Sawyer's.
Joey's POV
My eyes fluttered open. I heard yelling downstairs. I checked at the clock 12 AM? Where was I? Then I remembered. I smiled to myself, sitting up. The bed was comfortable underneath me, and I just wanted to fall back to sleep in Shane's arms. Where was Shane? And who was yelling? I suddenly got worried. I hope he wasn't fighting. I decided to get up and go see. I got up and I hurt all over. Maybe I should lay back down? No. I was going to help Shane. I trudged around the room, rummaging through the clothes on the floor. I found my boxers and my t-shirt so I threw them on. I slowly and quietly tip-toed down the stairs, stoping at the bottom to listen.
"MAYBE YOU SHOULD STOP CARING!"
I heard Shane yell.
"WHY SHANE? WHY SHOULD I STOP CARING? WHY DO YOU NOT WANT ME TO HELP YOUR BOYFRIEND WHEN HE COULD BE HURT?!"
I heard the second voice yell. I couldn't quite make out who it was, I was still quite tired.
"Maybe, I DON'T WANT YOU TO STEAL HIM FROM ME!!"
Shane yelled back. I couldn't help but smile. He wanted to defend me. But from who?
"Steal him?! Shane why would I do that?"
The second voice got calmer, almost soothing. Sawyer!! I thought. That's who it was!
"Because, HE WAS ALLLLLLL OVER YOU AND YOU JUST LET HIM!"
"Shane,"
I heard the voice, who I assumed was Sawyer, soothe.
"Shane, I didn't like Joey. He is and amazing person, all around, but he's not for me. I like girls. I would never steal him away from you Shane. You two are perfect for each other."
I smiled. He said we were meant to be.
"Sawyer, I-I'm sorry, I guess I was just still mad at Joey from before, and I blamed you for it... It wasn't your fault."
Shane said. I peeked m y head around the corner as they hugged. I didn't know they were in a fight! I'm just happy they are over it now.
"So Shane, what did happen? Why was Joey gone for so long?"
He asked, obviously knowing what happened.
"Well um... We..."
"Hi Sawyer!!"
I said, deciding it was a good moment to intervene.
"Hey Shane."
I smiled, kissing him. He smiled at me.
"Hi Joey."
He answered, and Sawyer smiled at us.
"So I'm guessing you guys, got together?"
He asked. And I nodded.
"It's only been a few hours, but I couldn't be happier."
I smiled.
***Authors Note I went through another chapter not telling you who Unknown is!!!! No more guesses now, I will tell you who got it right probably next chapter!! Love You! ~Shoey Shipper***
