Joey Devries (Kristen)

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Joey Devries One Shot (Kristen)

*Play You&I by 1D and then Never Stop by SafteySuit*

 He continued to stare at me from across the room. His perfectly even eyebrows seemed to furry together as he continued to try to decipher what was upsetting me. I sat cross legged on my very interesting burgundy couch. My eyes did not want to meet his, but I could still feel his stare. We have been doing this for the past half an hour since I let him into my flat. He had called multiple times and when I didn’t answer he picked up his things and walked here. It made me smile that he would do anything to find out what was wrong with me.

Honestly, I felt very childish. I wanted to jump in his arms and let him cuddle me all night, but I had to stand my ground. So, I swiftly got up and made my way to the kitchen. After all, I had decided to eat my sadness away. I had noticed that he followed close behind me and I tried my best to ignore him. Quickly I grabbed a quart of ice cream I had in the freezer and a spoon from the washing machine. Again, I made my way back on the couch and turned on the television.

Time had passed by and Joey didn’t return to stare at me. In a way I was relieved, but at the same time I wanted him to ask me what is wrong. Ignoring my own feelings I tried to pay attention to whatever program was playing this afternoon, but I couldn’t because my attention was adverted to the boy bringing me a soft blanket. I couldn’t help but to smile at his simple gesture.

“I knew you weren’t going to tell me what is wrong. So, I brought you a warm blanket and another spoon so we can cuddle and eat ice cream together until you feel better.” He smiled as he spoke. He was already getting comfortable beside me and spreading the blanket over our legs. I didn’t know how to reply. This is exactly what I wanted and I didn’t even know it.

The thing that upset me the most was the fact that I was mad for a really stupid reason. Not having him around really started to take a toll on me.

“Okay, thank you.” I whispered.

So, all afternoon we cuddled together in my couch eating out of the same ice cream carton. He discreetly had put his arm around me, but at this point I didn’t mind. I couldn’t stay upset at him very long.

“You are truly amazing.” I whispered almost to myself, but I knew that he had heard me. For a few moments he didn’t say anything; he just leaned his head on my shoulder and kept quiet. It was okay, he didn’t have to say anything. After all I was the one that had an attitude.

“Whatever I did wrong, I want you to know that I am sorry.” He whispered. “I know that it was my fault. I know that you don’t get upset for anything and whatever I did I want you to know that I will make it right.”

At that point, I had let go of my spoon and put the carton to the side.

“Joey, you did nothing wrong.” I chuckled a little because I was being so childish. “I guess I was just being a bit jealous is all.” I admitted. He looked perplexed so I continued to explain myself, “Overload is becoming this great well-known band and I see that many girls just throw themselves at you. I was just worried that maybe one of them had caught your attention.” By the end of my sentence I had started to stare at the once again interesting couch.

“Kristen, look at me.” His soft hands touch my face lifting my head up to his. “My image may belong to Overload and the world, but my heart belongs to you; remember that, okay?” He slowly closed his eyes and kissed my forehead.

He had made it clear; he had ceased the burning jealousy that was consuming me. He didn’t have to do much to make everything better. He was my Joey, the same one that in a simple blur takes my breath away. I felt like this feeling inside of me will never stop existing because Joey was the reason they intensified.

“Thank you.” I whispered with tears rolling down my cheeks.

“Everything is alright now, everything is alright.” He hugged me tightly. And it was true everything was alright, he had made everything alright. 

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