Chapter Eight
"Zoe!" I call for the last time, banging just one more time on her door, louder than ever. She's in. She's just ignoring me but I know she still cares, she wouldn't have called me when I went awol otherwise, twice by the way. I stop as the redness on my hand begins to grow and the pain heightens. Sitting down on the step that lies in front of the door, I rest my elbows on my knees and drag my hands through my hair. She's definitely in, there's no doubting that. One: her car is here, in fact, all cars but Alfie's are and two: she just posted on her Instagram story from her living room. A few moments of deep breathing and heavy counting later, I hear a quiet crack from behind me, I turn at the instant sound. It's Zoe, she finally opened her door. "Hey." I smile awkwardly, standing up and giving the weakest wave possible. "Could I come in?" She nods, opening the thick wooden door a little wider for me. I step in, feeling unwelcome to the point of feeling as if I'm under a microscope. The anxiety inside of me has risen to its highest point and for what, talking to my best friend? I think it's not the fact that it's an argument but the fact that it's to do with Joe that makes it ten times worse.
"How are you?" Zoe asks as we sit down at her dining table, sitting on opposites sides of the table like we're interrogating each other in an investigation.
"Better, sorry I never called you back."
"No worries, I was just wondering how you were, you went completely offline."
"Yeah.." I sigh, shuffling myself about in the seat as I try to get comfortable in this awkward situation. I almost feel as if I'm sweating. "Can I just start by apologising?" I suddenly come out with. "You don't need to," she sighs. "It's up to you who you kiss and in your defence you and Joe had broken up."
"How is he?" Though he hurt me severely, I feel as if I still haven't recovered from his painfully brutal rejection, I still care. More than I probably should. I guess I'm just still madly in love with him, the use of 'madly' makes me feel as if I sound psychotic but it's true. There's no one I've felt so strongly towards, no one I'd do anything for in this world but him. He's always been there for me, thick and thin. He's never betrayed me in any way possible.
"I'm probably not supposed to tell you this but he is really suffering. He misses you." She tells me, concern bouncing into her expression as she leans forward as if she's emphasising her point.
"W-what?" Seems to be the only thing possible of escaping my lips, I thought he hated me, I even went to the lengths of imagining he despised me but he misses me? For a moment I contemplate the option of this being a twisted joke Zoe's playing but I come to reality and remember Zoe for who she really is. She's sweet and kind, I could never see her using her families emotions as a joke; she's just not like that.
"Please say something," she says nervously. "I've tried everything Y/N. He won't come back to normal, he's down but he has a funny way of hiding it. It's almost as if his personality fades when you're not around. Please talk to him. I'm verging on desperate."
"I had no idea." I practically whisper. "I'll see him today."
"Thank you." She smiles, the gratefulness evident.
It worked! Basically, my laptop screen is broken so I can't write on their, I'm attempting to write on an iPad. I'm sorry if the updates slow because of that but I will get the screen fixed as soon as possible! I hope you enjoyed, thank you for reading :)
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Since You Left | Joe Sugg x Reader
FanfictionBEFORE YOU READ: This is a sequel and it may seem a little strange if you read this without reading the first story. However, if you'd like to it is called Since I Met You. Thank you for reading :)
