Always Here for You

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You were situated in the corner of your bathroom, your knees held tightly to your chest with your face in between them. Your breathing was uneven as you tried to stop your uncontrollable sobs.

It was one of those nights again. Where your depression was getting the most of you. And the only person you needed the most was out having sex with some girl he met at a club.

You never understood why. Why he'd always go out late at night and not return till early morning. Why he had this many one night stands. Why he'd never even bother with a second date with the girls. Why he'd never even bring the girl back to your apartment that you both shared. You never understood and he never told you why.

The sudden sound of a door slamming close got your attention but you didn't move. You wiped your tears away with the back of your hands. You sniffled through your blocked nose as you listened to the boy you didn't want to hear from for the rest of the night.

"Y/N! I'm home!" Joe called out as he lightly ran down the stairs.

You hiccuped and silently cursed to yourself as you realised you just gave away your spot.

"Y/N?" He called out again. You quickly scrambled to your feet to try lock the door but you were too late as he barged into the bathroom.

"Joe...please leave," you whispered, wiping away the stray tears on your cheeks.

"Y/N, oh my god, are you okay?" Joe said, worryingly. He came to wrap his arms around you but you pushed him away. You turned around so that your back was facing him.

"I don't want to talk to you, Joe. Please leave," you mumbled.

"Y/N..." You could hear the sadness in his voice. "Please tell me what's wrong? You know I'm always here for you," he pleaded.

You could feel his blue eyes pierce into the back of your head.

The atmosphere suddenly shifted.

"You're always here for me?" You scoffed and laughed a bitter laugh.

You spun around so fast it didn't even look humanly possible.

"That's a fucking lie! Where were you when I needed you at three in the morning when I was crying myself to sleep? Where were you when things got too much and I couldn't handle it anymore? Where were you when I was stuck in the toilet puking my guts out trying to get rid of the thirty pills I swallowed because I realised that if I died now...I'd be leaving the love of my life? Where were you during all of that? Oh yeah, that's right. You were off having sex with girls you barely knew for an hour!"

"Y/N, I-"

"Leave it, Joe. I don't want to hear it," you murmured and walked around him.

You went to open the door but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you back to him. Your back hit his front and he held you there for a bit. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes.

Having Joe this close felt...weird, you could say. It didn't feel right, taking in count the circumstances of course.

However, having him that close felt right at the same time. It's as if the both of you mended together. The both of you fit together like a puzzle. You were meant to be together.

"No, I won't leave it, Y/N," he whispered in your ear.

That sent shivers down your spine and you tried to get out of his grip. But he held you tighter.

The closeness of the two of you got you feeling nervous. A massive lump formed in your throat as you tried to choke out, "Joe...please..." however it came out barely audible.

"No, Y/N, it's my turn to talk now," he said and turned you around to face him. The look in his eyes wasn't something you've seen in them before.

It scared you somewhat. You couldn't tell what it meant.

Suddenly, he pushed you against the wall of the bathroom and slammed his lips on yours. Fireworks ignited in your head as you pondered on what the hell was happening.

Unfortunately, he didn't give you enough time to respond before he pulled away.

"Do you want to know why I'm never here?" You merely nodded.

"I'm never here because who would want to be here? Living under the same roof as the love of their life and not be able to hold them or kiss them with your every might? Or be able to cuddle them to sleep and be able to wake up the next morning knowing they're right there next to you? I'm never here because I know if I am, I won't resist the urge to just go over to you and kiss you. I'm never here because I know I can't do anything to help you. I'm never here because well..." He took a breath.

"You're here. And seeing you...and not being able to be with you...hurts me so much. And I can't live with that."

"Is that why you-" he stopped you and nodded.

"Sleeping around helped me, you could say. It helped me take my mind off you. And not being able to be with you. It helped me deal with the pain of not being with you and not being able to hold you and kiss you and just everything," he said but whispered the last word.

Your eyes focused on his and you saw that they shifted from your eyes to your lips.
You knew what he wanted so you got on your tip toes and pecked his lips.

Quick, yet soft and sweet.

"If you were here all these times, you'd realise that if you were to kiss me, I wouldn't be mad or think it ruined our friendship. If anything...I'd kiss back," you whispered, a soft smile on your face.

You threw your arms around his neck as his arms went around your waist. He looked between your eyes and your lips again and you nodded. His lips slowly made their way to yours but you couldn't wait any longer so you slammed your lips on his.

This kiss felt different to all the others.

It was longer and more passionate than the others. It felt more energetic. As if there were more sparks. When you kissed him that time, butterflies-no, scrap that, a whole fucking zoo-erupted in your stomach and you couldn't hold back the grin as you kissed him.

You felt nervous yet, happy. Your hands got clammy but that didn't stop you from running them through his hair. You tugged on it as he started to bite your lower lip.

You both pulled away once you remembered that you needed air to survive. You closed your eyes as he leaned his forehead against yours.

"I've waited forever to do that," you heard him whisper.

You sighed contently and smiled.
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aweee.

i lost count of what day of Wattmas it is😂

credit to @joeesuggimagine on tumblr!

xx, Lizzie

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