Caroline's POV
This shift is so boring! All I do is sit here taking orders from angry customers; like it's not my fault you can't get food in a matter of seconds! I can't handle these people; I need a new job. A tall, fit, spiky haired boy walks into the fast food place. In a matter of seconds, I manage to fix myself up as much as I could. I kept staring at him trying to remember where I saw him from; he seems VERY familiar. In the mist of me caught in a trance, he looks up and smiles at me. THAT'S WHERE I KNOW HIM FROM! That famous half smile he made, how fit and friendly he seemed, he was none other than the very amiable Joey Graceffa. I could feel the excitement build up inside of me as he stepped closer and closer. I want to scream and run up to him to give him a hug but I didn’t want to be creepy. I at least wanted to try and be friends first. As he stepped closer, I could see that he was in distress. I wasn’t sure why but I was going to find out. He was my own hero; he helped me through my anxiety, depression, bulimia and more. I want to help him as much as he helped me.
"Hi, what can I get you?" I asked with confidence.
"A number 10 please". He spoke with such despair, it hurt me.
"Ok, a cool wrap. Anything else?"
"No, I’m good thanks" he said taking out a 20.
"For here or to go?" I asked hoping he would stay.
"For here". He handed me the $20; I grabbed the money, gave him his change and receipt. He stepped aside and waited for his food. I wanted to talk to him but I was extremely shy. What would I say, what would I do?! I grabbed the bag and handed it to him. Say something! I held onto the bag for a quick second so I had a chance to talk to him. He looks at me suspiciously. Quick! Speak up!
"Hey you're Joey Graceffa, right?" I asked quietly so no one else would hear.
"Yeah" he simply responded.
"I love your videos, you’re hilarious." I smiled.
"Ha, thanks" he replied quietly while looking down.
"Hey, I get off my shift in about 15 minutes. Do you mind hanging around? I would really love to talk to you. I mean you don’t have to, I just want to talk as friends, you know?" I spoke as my anxiety started kicking in. I shook a little as I waited for his response.
"Yea, sure" He walked over to a seat and slowly took out his wrap. I felt like he really didn’t want to talk but I was in deep need to tell him how much he means to me. Maybe I could help him feel better. This was the least I could do considering everything he did for me. I was starting to get anxious because I had keep him waiting. I thought he would have left by now. I glance over to see Joey twiddling his thumbs staring down as his hands. Something was up with Joey, and I was going to find out. As soon as I clocked out, I rushed over to Joey. I must have shocked him because he quickly shot his head up and gave me that famous half smile; I smiled back. I didn’t know how to start the conversation so I spoke as if we were friends.
"Hey, so what are you doing here? You're usually all healthy." I gave out a small chuckle.
"Ha, yeah. I just needed to get away from life for a little you know? Change up things a bit". He slowly lowered his head. I looked into his blue and green eyes as they were descending and I spoke the truth.
"Joey, I know you. Well from your videos, ha. This isn’t you. I understand that something is happening and I just want you to know that I'm here for you. You want to tell someone, I'll be there for you. Even if I am a total stranger", I spoke with such kindness so he would see how much he means to me, "You helped me through some hard times and I want to help you through yours. You helped me through depression and self harm and I am so thankful for you. I see the comments on your videos and they are so wrong. You mean a lot to people, especially to me." I grabbed his hand and intertwined it with mine, " I am here for you, no matter what it is. We don't even have to be friends if you think that I'm crazy or annoying. I just want you to be happy Joey, no matter what it takes." At this point, Joey had lifted his head up and looked into my eyes.

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