Chapter 9

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*time skip to Monday*

Joe's POV

After the amazing night that I had on Saturday, I took Sunday to reflect, and all that I could really think about was Dianne, about what was going on in her life and why she didn't tell me about it, because I do understand what she is going through.

Being a public figure, dating is always hard for me, as my fans can get really crazy about girls and what not. So what some people may not know is that I have had a couple smaller relationships that have lasted a couple months, but when they have ended, I haven't really been able to show my true emotions to my fans as of course, they would then have to know that I was with someone. So I understand how she must feel not being able to express herself.

I stay against the wall in the studio waiting for Dianne to rock up, wondering what dance we will be doing this week. She's not late, I'm early.

15 minutes pass and she walks through the door as bright as ever and I am automatically confused.

"Goodmornin' Joe, how are you? Ready to start our new dance?" She says as she puts her things down, ties her hair up and then places her hands on her hips. I stand up and put my phone down,

"Of course Di, what's our dance?"

"The Charleston to Cotton-eyed Joe, and the studio wants to base it around you being a roof thatcher or something, so for our VT this week, we are going to see you in your old element" she exclaims.

"Wait wait, so we are going to be going down to Wiltshire?"

"Yes, we have to go down tomorrow, and we will stay over night as well, we also have to find a place to rehearse. Do you know anywhere?"

"Yes, I do, I can make a couple calls. Should we start the dance then? Considering that we will be very busy this week and not a lot of rehearsal time"

"Good thinking good looking," she winked and then walked to her phone to start the music,

Ahhh no, this will be a long week if she keeps doing that.

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After yesterday, the long training wore me out, but we had to be up and on a train at 6:30 this morning to be down there in time to film the VT and then have a good day of training. Last night I had contacted my uncle about if it was okay for me to come down and help on his job for the VT and the council about using the hall for training.

As there were no seats on the train, we had to sit in a doorway quite close to each other.

She was definitely a morning person in comparison to me. I'm sitting here right now on the verge of falling back asleep with her beaming, excited for the day ahead,

"Joe I can't wait to see your home town and what you used to do. Did you love thatching just as much as you love YouTube?"

"Mmmm, I love both of them for different reasons, I sometimes miss being like unknown, not that I'm not grateful for everything I've gotten but ya know, I can barely take a shit sometimes without the press finding out" I laugh, her joining in with me.

We continue chatting for the rest of the ride, laughing so hard sometimes that our stomachs hurt. We really did get along so well. After we had gotten off the train, we went straight to my uncles' job and filmed the VT, which took the first half of the day. After which, we moved to the town hall where I had grown up doing all my school plays, to practice the dance.

After working hard for ages, we started getting really silly and mucking around. I got out my camera and filmed some things for a vlog and then I put it away as we sat down on the floor, pooped from the day.

"Joe, you know what you said earlier about the press writing everything about you. Well I kind of understand, I have some stuff going on in my life that if it made public would be really hard on me and I just, I dunno how to handle it" she says, looking at me sadly.

"Dianne, you know you can tell me anything, I'm not going to spread rumours, trust me like I trust you" I say with intent.

"Well, Anthony and I broke up a couple weeks ago and I don't need the press knowing just yet because they'll just go on about the strictly curse thing and then everyone will make it out like you and I are together, and I don't want that stress effect our relationship and how we dance together and ..." she expresses, her eyes starting to water,

"Dianne, calm down, listen to me." I say taking her hands in mine.

"Whatever the press say, won't affect me. I've dealt with them for years and years and I've grown indifferent to them" I say looking into her eyes, making sure she is listening to what I am saying, tears trickle down her face as I speak to her.

"Dianne, I'm not going to let those lies affect our friendship, I'm also not going to let you suffer by yourself, you can talk to me. I know you may not fully trust me yet, but I don't want you to hide things away."

Without saying anything she moves to sit in my lap and embraces me in the biggest hug. We hold there for a while, I can hear that she is still sniffling back her tears. As I pull away to look at her face I smile.

"I think we have had a long day Di, time for bed I reckon", she smiles back and nods.

I stand up before pulling Dianne up. We grab our things, turn off the lights and lock up, heading over to the hotel we are staying at.

As we get to our rooms, that are next door to each other, I turn to look at her,

"Well I suppose this is goodnight then" I say awkwardly,

"Goodnight Joe" she smiles, her eyes tired, but still just as bright

"Goodnight Di" I smile in return. She unlocks her door and walks in, closing it behind her. I do the same and go straight to my bed, lying down on my back with my hands to my forehead.

My mind is a blur, but all I can say for sure is that I think I'm developing feelings for Dianne Buswell.

A/N: Hey guys! Firstly I would just like to say thank you so much for reading this so far, I got over 100 reads which may not seem like a lot, but it is so important to me, so keep reading and sharing the book because I am having so much fun writing it. I know it feels like it is going a little bit slow at the moment, but I kind of felt like I needed to set the tone a little before I do some bigger time skips, but don't worry, the next chapter will be very juicy so keep reading! 

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