Jaspar One Shots

No.13 Fanboy Pt. 3

Caspar's POV

The concert seemed to go faster after his announcement. I was so excited yet scared as hell to meet Joe. How could I not be? This is Joe Sugg we're talking about. The funniest, most creative, talented person I know.

"Thank you London for having me! I've had such a fun time here! Thank you again and have a safe night! Drive home safe!" Joe yelled.

"Caspar, hurry, you've got to go meet Joe!" Oli exclaimed.

"But what about you? I don't want to ditch you," I said. I mean yeah, I wanted to hang out with Joe, but Oli's my best friend. The one who's stayed with me by my side even though I can be a complete a*s at times.

Oli shook his head at me. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. I am mighty happy for you, Caspar. This is your dream; what you've always wanted. I'm not going to hold you back," Oli assured.

"Okay. I'll see you later," I said, hugging Oli goodbye.

"See ya. Be sure to get an autograph for me, will you?" Oli asked.

"Of course!" I smiled.

Oli left and I walked to the backstage. I was stopped by one of Joe's bodyguard's. I thought I was tall and muscly, I was like a shrimp compared to him. He had at least three inches on me and his biceps were as big as watermelons.

"And where do you think you're gonig?" he asked rather rudely.

"To go see Joe Sugg. I'm Caspar Lee," I responded meekly.

"Are you? Okay, I'm going to have to see some identity then mister Lee,"  he challenged.

I took out my wallet and showed him my driver's license. "See? I'm Caspar Lee. The one and only," I proudly stated.

"Oh, you are. I'm so sorry Mr. Lee. Come, Mr. Sugg is this way," he apologized, then started leaving. I scurried on after him. We stopped at a dressing room with Joe's name on it. The bodyguard knocked on the door.

"Mr. Sugg, are you done changing? Caspar Lee is here to hang out with you."

"Just a second," Joe called through the door. "Alright, you can open now."

Roger, the bodyguard, opened the door. I did my absolute best not to start fangirling- or fanboying- in front of him. That would've been majorly embarrassing. Instead I just stood there being all shy.

"Here he is. Do you need anything else?" Roger asked.

"No, that should be it. Thanks for bringing him Roger," Joe thanked.

"Yep." Then Roger left.

"Um, my name's Caspar, although I guess you already knew that," I said. I mentally face palmed myself. Why am I being so awkward? This is so not like me, I thought silently to myself.

Joe didn't say anything. He just sat there and looked me over. Then he stared straight into my eyes. I don't even think he knew what he was doing. I was getting uncomfortable, so I scratched the back of my neck.

"So Joe, tell me something about yourself," I said, trying to start a conversation.

Joe's POV

  "Thank you London for having me! I've had such a fun time here! Thank you again and have a safe night! Drive home safe!" I yelled.  

I smiled and waved to my fans then left the stage. I immediately made a beeline for my dressing room. All I wanted to do was get my disgusting sweaty clothes off my body and into my comfy clothes.

I stripped down and was now fully naked. It felt so much cooler to not have clothes on. I laid down on my couch and closed my eyes. Then all of  a sudden a knocking came.

 "Mr. Sugg, are you done changing? Caspar Lee is here to hang out with you." 

My eyes snapped open. Whoops, I guess I sort of fell asleep.

"Just a second," I called. I sprang up and threw own a loose fitting t-shirt and joggers. "Alright, you can open now."

Roger, my bodyguard, opened the door. Beside him I saw a blonde haired, blue eyed teenager. He must be Caspar Lee. Pretty cute, I thought. Wait, what?

"Here he is. Do you need anything else?" Roger asked.

"No, that should be it. Thanks for bringing him Roger," I said.

"Yep." Then Roger left.

"Um, my name's Caspar, although I guess you already knew that," Caspar said.

I didn't respond to him. I was too busy checking him out. His messed up hair, gorgeous blue eyes, fit figure, and tallness. This is so much better than a girls body. Hold up, did I just think that? Yep. I couldn't help myself. Caspar was just so beautiful. Though that doesn't matter; it's the personality that counts.

"So Joe, tell me something about yourself,"  Caspar said. I rid my thoughts of Caspar and zoned back into reality.

"Um, what is there to know? I bet you've heard just about everything there is to know about me. I mean, my 'private' life is all over social media," I jeered, putting air quotations on the word private.

"Yeah, well, that's what the media says. I want to hear them from you," Caspar smiled, nudging me in the shoulder.

My heart melted on the spot. Oh my gosh, Caspar seemed so sweet. "Okay, well...." And that's how we talked for three hours straight. Well, we only talked for an hour at the arena because I had to go back to the hotel.

"Want to come back with me?" I asked. I hoped he said yes.

"Yes, please, " Caspar squealed.

So we talked all the way there. Then I headed up to my room with Caspar trailing behind me. I was enjoying Caspar's company. I found that I was relieved that a girl didn't win. At first I wished a girl would win, but that was before I knew Caspar existed. He's just so funny and energetic! (And slightly inappropriate).

"Oh my! It's two in the morning! I better get going," Caspar gasped. I felt saddened by this news.

"Do you really have to go? You could spend the night here," I offered. I did not want Caspar to leave. Not when I wanted him to stay.

"Really? Okay," Caspar said.

"Yes!" I exclaimed.

"Joe, promise not to get offended?" Caspar asked.

"I promise," I said, even though I felt like it would.

"Are you gay?"

I paused to think about it. I've been thinking about that since I laid eyes on Caspar. I wasn't for sure. I've never seen guys as attractive before, but then I met Caspar. I didn't think I was, but I also didn't think I was bisexual.

"Um, no. Or at least, not entirely. I'm not bisexual, because I've only ever liked one guy and tons of girls before. But I'll admit that I like the guy way more than the girls," I answered.

"Okay," Caspar hummed.

"Hey Caspar, can I tell you something?" I asked. Butterflies were going wild in my stomach as I waited for his answer so I could do something.

"Sure, go right ahead."

"Okay." I quickly leaned forward and smashed my lips against Caspar's. At first neither of us did anything. Then I hesitantly started to move my lips. Caspar finally started to move his against mine too. Then we started to make out.

"Caspar, you're the guy I like," I breathed when we stopped.

Caspar started grinning. "Good, because I like you too. Cuddle?" Caspar asked, stretching his arms out.

"Of course," I said, falling into his arms.

"Goodnight Joe," Caspar yawned, closing his eyes.

"Goodnight Caspar," I said, falling asleep in his arms.

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A/N: Okay, so that was basically trash. I am ashamed on how this one turned out, especially the end, because I didn't want to rush it but it was getting really long so I cut it. Hopefully my next one is better!