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Confession - Part 2

•Jack's pov•
(The day before)

Joe was gone, completely washed off the face of the earth. He wasn't replying to my many voicemails and missed calls. Something wasn't right; and I was gonna find out what.

I walked round to Joe's block and marched into the elevator with confidence. Whilst ringing Joe still, I got out of the lift and arrived outside of his apartment.
I knocked many times but silence smacked me in the face. Worrying about how Joe was, I quickly texted him.

Me - Hey! Just wanna know if you're okay. You're not answering your calls or your doorbell. Hope you're okay! X

I hoped that Joe would see this and reply. I needed to know if he was okay.
I walked back to my block and hesitated outside of my door. I couldn't get comfy in my own home whilst Joe was still nowhere to be found. The truth was that I loved Joe Sugg and I needed to tell him, no matter how much I would get teased.

Pressure built up inside of me as I sunk down at my doorstep. I needed to tell someone, this much worry was bad for my wellbeing - so I rang my loyal brother, Conor Maynard.

Conor - Hey bro! How you doing?
Me - not too good, that's why I rang you
Conor - Oh, you wanna talk bout it at yours?
Me - sure, it'll be nice to get things off my chest
Conor - I'll get changed and meet you there. But until then, get yourself a cuppa and get comfy! Don't stress or worry just be calm.
Me - not easy but okay, see ya!
Conor - bye Randy! Remember, don't stress, be calm

And with that, my brother became my therapist in one phone call. I sighed and entered my flat, it was a complete mes but it was fine. Whilst sticking the kettle on, a buzz came from my phone. Hope filled my bones as I lifted it up. A smile arose onto my face.

Joe💕 - Hey Jack! Yes I'm okay, just at Zoe's. It's cute that you wanna know how I am. Meet you my flat tomorrow afternoon, there's something I need to tell you x

It was the one and only Joe Sugg. He was alive and okay. You don't know how happy I was just to see that message. I'd been looking forward to see his name flash up on my phone for ages, just another chance to talk him.

I was about to text back when my doorbell rang, I'd completely forgotten that Conor was coming over. I ran over to the door, not bothering to see if my hair looked good or not. I had had enough trying to please people and make myself look good, it was time for me to be comfortable and not worry about looks and other's opinions. I needed to accept myself.

"Hey Conor!" We hugged and sat down on the sofa. My brother ran his hand through his hair and looked at me with thought. I began to worry.
"You look stressed out, I thought I told you not to worry! Oh Jack, tell me what's up." He shot me a understanding smile and that gave me courage.

I took a deep breath and began.
"Well, erm, I kinda.... you know, IlikeJoeSugginaweirdway..."
Conor looked shocked and I began to worry again, what about if he didn't accept me? Scrap my whole acceptance speech I said earlier, I began to stress about how others would think of me if my own brother didn't accept me.

Then I was suddenly embraced by Conor and all my worries went.
"It was kinda obvious Jack, the way you look at him, that you always ask where he is and if he's okay. Don't worry, I accept you."
I laughed and showed Conor Joe's text.

"Should I go?" I asked, I wasn't sure if Joe really wanted me there or not.
My brother nodded his head and laughed. "Why wouldn't you go? He asked you round and you should accept!"
I didn't answer for him so I just shrugged and took a sip of my tea.

Me and Conor just hung out for the rest of the day, we watched Netflix shows, took weird selfies and caught up with each others lives. It was good to know that my brother was always gonna be there for me.

Conor got up after looking at the time and hugged me,
"I gotta go now, make sure you go to Joe's tomorrow. He'll accept you just like I do, love you bro!"
"Love you too Con"
And with that, I was left alone.

(Morning)

I woke up to my alarm screaming through my ears. I groaned and got up, not realising what I had to do that day.
It was only when a text from Conor saying
Good luck with today bro, don't worry bout it x
I realised that I had to confess to my crush.

I instantly began to panic as I got myself ready, making sure I looked presentable for Joe. Whilst making my hair look perfect, my phone rang.
"Who's calling me in the morning! They know for a fact that I hate mornings!"

I picked my phone up, took one look at who it was and put it straight back down again.
It was my ex...

Emily hasn't spoken to me in months! What could she possibly of wanted with me? Then I thought, she probably wanted some money like always. When we were dating, she would always ask for a bit of money here and then, she said it was for milk or food but I found out that she'd been saving it up and spending it down at the pub, drinking with this other lad that she'd been seeing. I broke up with her straight away and ever since she would ring me up begging for me to accept her apology, only to end up asking for more money before she said bye. I was done with her so I blocked her number, but somehow she would always find a way to get to me. I'd just ignore her calls if she rang, then text Conor saying the Emily's called. Conor always knew what to do.

This time was no different. I texted my brother, he told me to forget about her and just focus on Joe. This sparked my memory.
Shit. I'd forgotten all about Joe.

I quickly checked if I looked okay and dashed out of my flat.
I speed walked to Joe's block and ran up the stairs two at a time. Finally I got to his door. I paused, took a deep breath and knocked. I was about to confess to my true love - Mr Joe Sugg.