The Worst & Best Thing | Joe Sugg

Last Night, Party Time

Emma's POV
by now, everyone in the house knows about Joe and I's little thing we have going on.

I won't express how, either.

But, we decided we would throw a party for our last night. We can't exactly invite all of our hometown friends because they're all a half hour away so Cody voluntarily called up the girl that invited us to her party, telling her to spread the word.

And so it began.

Our house was filled with a lot of unrecognizable people. Same old people who came for the free booze and good times.

"Hey you." I hear a familiar voice from behind me. A small smile lays out on my face as i turn around. Joe returns the smile also extending his hand, with a cup in it, towards me inviting me to take it. "Thanks."

"Do you know anyone here?" Joe says loudly enough for me to hear him.

I look around, "Violet, Jack, Cody-"

"You know what i meant!" he cuts me off, a laugh escaping his lips. My smile grows wider and i just shake my head. "Nah, don't know anyone. So you better not walk off, Sugg."

I say whilst pushing my finger into his chest.

"Well you see.. I actually have to be somewhere so.. Bye!" He takes a step to the side as if he was going to leave but i grab his arm and stop him. We both share a laugh because i knew he was being sarcastic. "You're such an idiot."

Right after saying those words my arms immediately wrap around his neck, forcing our bodies to collide into each other and i go straight for his lips. It was like Joe knew what i was going to do before even insulting him because as my arms went for his neck, his hands placed on my back, making it harder for me to get out of his grip, but that was okay with me anyway.  ( image above )

Joe's POV
It's a bit uncanny that Em and I kiss publicly. Although our friends probably don't see us, it's eerie for us to do such a thing because of how long we've known each other and how strict our friendship was. Strictly just friends. Basically brother and sister.

Now we've slept together. Now we have these feelings for each other.

"You alright?" she asks looking at me.

"Yeah, sorry. This drink must already be going to my head." i say brushing off my thoughts and looking at my cup.

"Joe Sugg the lightweight, everybody!" Emma says with a giggle then clunking her drink into mine. "Ha. Ha. Very funny." i say in a sarcastic tone. "I'm gonna get some water instead."

Emma's POV
I watch him walk to find the kitchen in the crowd of people. I look down at my drink then back up at everyone around me. I see a familiar face catch eyes with me. I squint my eyes at this person because I swear i've seen him before. I think he notices i'm staring at him because he then walks over to me.

"Emma?" he looks at me unsurely.

"Um, Yeah?" I say in the same tone he used, mockingly.

His eyebrows raise back up and his lips curve into a smile. "Oh my, I haven't seen you since the 8th grade. It's me, Gregg! Gregg Sulkin."

My mind goes back to Mr. Martin's History class when Gregg and I competed to be the best student in that class. It wasn't an actual competition, we were both just really smart and got the same grades on almost everything and of course, me being me, didn't like how someone else could have the same things as I.

"Oh my god!" i say with my eyes widening and we both go in for a hug.

"What the hell are you doing here?" i asked smiling, still shocked at his presence standing in front of me. "My girlfriend got invited here by one of her friends so i tagged along. But, what are you doing here?" he asks in an amazed tone. "I'm the one throwing the party of course" i say like it's the most obvious answer. "This is my lake house." i laugh.

He looks surprised. "Really?!" I nod my head to confirm with a smile planted on my face still.

"Lucky you! I guess all that studying and hard work really paid off." he nods in approval but i let out a laugh. "It's not mine, mine. It's my parents. Come on, i'm not that smart to have graduated early and found a wealthy stable job. I'm only seventeen!" i joke around with him causing him to chuckle as well.

"What's going on here?" I turn to see Joe with a frigid stare.