never gonna change- a joey birlem fanfic

chapter 1

I roll my eyes and click off my phone, turning to face the ceiling.
I don't want to get out of bed and face another day of fake smiles and empty words.
My mum calls me again and I reluctantly crawl out of the pile of blankets that has recently become my sanctuary, away from everyone.

I shrug on an oversized hoodie of Joey's and trudge downstairs, cursing as I realise I forgot to take my makeup off and I've probably broken out in spots.
Breakfast is on the marble table, a note from my Mum laying next to the kale & cucumber smoothie she's prepared for me. She's so obsessed with me eating healthily so that I can be in shape for the stupid modelling jobs she loves me to do so much.
I throw the smoothie into the sink and read the note.

"honey, i've gone out for pilates & then i'm having lunch with janet. i've left you $50s so you can order dinner because i won't be home. i have a hot date! invite loren or joey over. love u sweetie"

Of course she's got a "hot date". She has one pretty much every day of the week. I stare into the mirror above the kitchen counter. My dark hair is tied up in a messy bun, I have mascara smudged under my eyes and one of my nails has somehow come off overnight. Ah, how I love being me.
I slouch back upstairs and sit on my bed, cuddled up in the blankets. I turn on my phone, dreading the notifications that will pop up. Especially the ones from Joey.

joseph💞

u wanna come out for lunch today babe?

i type 'lol no' into the message bar and then delete it. I send another message.

yeah sure i guess

ok i'll see you there❤️

k

If only he knew how I felt right now. He hasn't spent time with me for about 2 weeks, and just decides to randomly say something? Plus, I know there's something going on between him and Luna. I see the looks they give each other and want to throw up. It sucks that I can't even trust my friends anymore.

I pick out an outfit. I don't know why I bother, since I'm beyond caring what Joey thinks of me.
I look at myself in the mirror and play with my hair. For a while, I wonder if I'll say anything to him, and then I realise I'm not brave enough. Classic y/n.

My phone buzzes and I walk over to my bed and pick it up.

joseph💞

ahhh sorry y/n i have to cancel, i promised i'd meet up with the boys and i forgot lmao.

I almost scream. I just got dressed up for no reason and he can't even be bothered to meet up with me? Images of him and Luna cross my mind, him meeting up with her instead of me, and I try to brush them away as I throw my phone back onto my bed. I'm not able to even bring myself to reply.

I hate how I can't even stand up for myself or ask him why he's acting so weird. What happened to the "I love you"'s everyday, the uncontrollable laughter, the funny pictures we sent?

I sink onto my bed and cry.

How I love my boyfriend.