Forever Yours {A Joe Sugg/ThatcherJoe Fanfic}

Chapter 16

- 2 Weeks Later -

- Becky's P.O.V -

"Zoe, where the hell are you taking me?" I asked, fiddling with the tight blindfold around my head.

"Watch out, we're coming to some stairs." Zoe said, ignoring my question.

I sighed. "Step down.." Zoe told me. I did so.

"Good, now again... and again." she said as I went down.

I took a step and heard a crunch.

"Why are we on rocks?" I asked.

Zoe didnt answer.

I felt around me. Nothing.

"Zoe?" I asked.

"Zo, where have you gone?" I mumbled.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of big hands on my waist.

I gasped.

"Hello, love." I heard a deep voice say behind me.

"Joe!" I squeal, taking off the blindfold and turning around.

Joe had to delay his time coming back to Brighton because he had to finish his roof thatching apprentice work.

Joe hugged me tightly, picking me up and spinning me around.

"I missed you," I giggled.

"I missed you too," Joe said, kissing my cheek.

"So are like.. here? for good?" I asked.

Joe nodded. "I've already unpacked at my apartment." He said.

I smiled, "Can I see it?"

"Of course." Joe said with a smiled, "But lets get Lunch, first."

I nodded.

We went to Nandos and ate lunch there then we headed off to the Jaspar Apartment.

Joe got out his keys once we got to the front door and opened it.

{Idk if their door is upstairs or downstairs, so if anyone does know please tell me. For right now, I'm gonna say it's downstairs.}

Joe held the door open for me and gestured inside.

I smiled and walked in.

"Soo right here is my room, and next to it is Caspars.." Joe said, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the doors.

"That's the bathroom and..." He said then turned around and pointed to a small door under the stairs, "That's Harry Potters room."

I laughed.

"s'really nice." I said, smiling.

"Wait till you see upstairs." Joe said then pulled me up the stairs.

He gave me another mini tour.

"What are you gonna do with this big empty space?" I asked.

"I think I'm gonna get a foosball table while Caspar's visiting South Africa." Joe answered, folding his arms across his chest.

"You did well," I told him.

"well at what?" he asked, looking down at me.

"Picking your apartment." I said.

He smiled, "Thanks.. We're very proud of it."

We went back downstairs and I helped Joe unpack and put on his bed spread and pillows and all that.