Save Me. {A Joe Sugg FanFiction}

LAST CHAPTER {50}

A/N: So this is it. The last chapter. I know I've said this before and I'm so sorry I just couldn't make up my mind. This is definitely it. You can shout at me if I start a sequel because this is the Finale of Emma, Joe, Margot and Amelie. The last you will see or hear unless you re-read this again and again (I'm flattered :)) this was 7 months and almost 3k.. So so so happy guys aaagh!
I recently started watching Teen Wolf and I'm really really tempted to do a Stiles, Scott ect. AU. If not: I'll be doing a Dylan O'Brien AU. Dylan is so cute. I'm sorryy he is.
So enjoy what is to become of #Emoe. Love with it. Because I sure as hell did.
P.S: congrats if you're still reading ;)
- Mia ♡
P.P.S: I've written a Christian Collins AU FanFiction. Please read it ily ♡

*1 Week later*
*Joe's POV
It's raining. The soothing noise calms me downs slightly: rain was Emma's favourite.
Today. Today is her funeral. I take the girls hands and sit down next to Zoe and Alfie. Everyone is here and there's a heavy silence. If only Emma knew what an impression she had on everyone.
I look at my eulogy in my pocket.
Amelie sniff and I wipe away a tear.
'It's okay darling.' I whisper. 'It will be okay.'
Her whole family are here: her mum, Timothy. A few older people and children.
The casket is brought in.
Emma loved White Lillies. There are a few on her black coffin.
The coffin make it more official.
A beautiful picture of her I took on the beach once with Amelie and Margot is framed and placed on the coffin.
Her hair is flowing in the wind and you can see her freckles spattered across her face. The sunlight is dancing on her skin and she looks the happiest I've ever seen her. I stare at the photo until I hear: 'And now her husband: Joe Sugg.' The vicar moves.
I get up and get out my eulogy.
I clear my throat. 'Um.. So. I'm sorry this is just so real.' I whisper.
I look at my dad and he urged me on with a smile.
'Emma Matthews Sugg was - and still is the love of my life. I never thought I would be capable of feeling this way but wow, she helped me discover so many different feeling I didn't know existed.'
'I know Emma hates things that are cliché so I won't say all of that but.. Man she was amazing.' I look up from my paper and shake my head.
'I promised myself I wouldn't cry.' I laugh quietly.
'Yes we had our ups and downs but who doesn't?' I sigh.
'Emma was different. She wasn't perfect but she was my kinda perfect you know?' I smile sadly.
'All I really want to say is that I will be forever in love with her. See you soon my love.' I close my eyes and a few tears dribble down my face.
The rest of the service is a drone and I stare at the photo again.
Love is very interesting. Sometimes it's as easy as anything and sometimes love conquers all and sometimes love is rendered useless.
Our love was different. It was special.
I walk out of the church after the service.
'Goodbye.' I whisper.
I really hate to admit this: I did a Romeo and Juliet. It was cliché and I think that if she found out she would hate me but I decided it was worth it. Call me a wimp. Say I was overreacting but I don't care.
'Look after the girls.' I mentally say to Zoe.
I walk closer and closer to the end of the bridge. The raging river seems even more appealing than ever.
'I love you Emma.' I murmur.
And I jump.