Falling // Joe Sugg Fanfiction

Chapter 3

Laura's POV
My eyes fluttered open. I peered up to see Joe's face slumped against a cushion on the sofa we'd fell asleep on last night. As I began to regain focus, I noticed a light grip around my waist, realising it was the tips of Joe's fingers, as his palm sat comfortably around my waist. And I wasn't to complain. I needed to move and I needed to sort myself out before he woke up, not wanting him to see me like this, at such an early time in the morning, but I couldn't help but sit and observe his angel face and his half smile as his buried his head into the nook of the throw pillow.
After about 5 minutes, his eyelids started to move and he opens his eyes, me still staring at him. He greeted me with a sleep smile, possible the loveliest thing in ages, and squeezed the side of my body, to let me know his hand was still there. I've not even known this guy 12 hours, but I feel the special bond, like I'm falling in love all over again, and boy is that scary. "Do you want anything?" He said, getting up and walking to the kitchen.
"Can I have a cup of tea, please?" I said resting my chin in the palm of my hand.
"Of course, service with a smile!" He replied, giving me a goofy grin.

Joe's POV
"I'm just gonna hop in the shower, is that okay?" Laura asked. I was gonna have to lend her some clothes until she got home, just so she isn't in what she wore last night.
"Yeh sure, there's some joggers in the second drawer in my bedroom, they're only little so they should be fine!" I replied, I couldn't help but stare at her as she walked to the bathroom. What a turn of events since yesterday! Before I knew it, there was a knock at the door, before I had the chance to move, Oli came bounding in. Great, just what I need!
"Heey mate!" He said, walking in and resting on the breakfast bar. I give him a blank look unsure of what he was here for. "We're supposed to be filming today!" He added, trying to jog my memory.
"Oh shit! I don't think it's the best time right now!" I said back, he could tell I was on edge. Before I could stop him, Oli's head flipped, and stared at the sitting area, at my shoes and the pair sat next to them.
"Ohhh!" He said, thinking he's got the message, when he couldn't be further from the truth.
"Noo, its not like that! She's just a friend!" I tried to reassure him, the colour in my cheeks becoming more prominent. Then before I knew it, Laura walks out the bathroom, in nothing but a towel...