Only You(Tube) // A Joe Sugg FanFiction [EDITING]

Chapter 20: Drawing

The meet up was awesome! I got to meet so many fans with my brothers and it lasted two hours. The ride home was nice as well, when we weren't talking the silence was really nice and soothing, not awkward. Me and Joe decide we are going to go out for tea, just the two of us. We decide we'll leave at six thirty. In the meantime, I decide to draw. I grab my drawing pad and pencils. I have a load of drawing pencils and black, red and white watercolours I brought with me. I really enjoy drawing as it makes me feel happy when I'm sad and can pick me up off my feet.

I think on what to draw for a while, sitting at the dining room table for about thirty minutes just thinking. I tend to draw things which are black and white and creepy. When I was twelve, I drew a picture of two best friends sitting under a large wilted tree. They had rag dolls on pieces of string, which were thrown over the tree. The girls held the ends of the string tied to the dolls' necks, smirking. It was almost like they were hanging them. The girl with light hair had a doll with dark hair and the girl with dark hair had a doll with light hair. I spent half a year on the picture, drawing each blade of grass individually, which took me two months. I've never been more proud of something in my life. I set my pencil on the paper and begin to draw.

My pencil dances on the paper and begins drawing a word. It then waltzes over to the middle of the page. I grab a mug and draw around it to form a perfect circle. I then sculpt some features from the circle template, rubbing out the shapes no longer needed. I then grab a smaller circular object and draw around that, adding four freehand circles and drawing the thread criss-crossed, lacing its way through them. I complete the doll's eyes with some watercolour and shading, adding a grey Victorian dress with black spots and a black peterpan collar as well as frills on the wrist cuffs and the bottom of the dress using the watercolour pencil I own. I give the doll longish hair and hands as well as feet which just peep out from underneath the dress. It kind of looks like she has a giraffe neck because the hair overlaps the top of the dress, but it doesn't matter. It's distinctive she doesn't. I add a few more words to the page before dipping the black watercolour in the little jar of water next to me and tapping it against the back of my hand. I give the doll a freaky smile and two tears rolling down her cheeks. I just want this picture to be black and white, so the black represents blood. I then re-wet the pencil and add the colour to my fingers, smudging it around the page or just stamping dots all over it.

I hold up the book, quite proud of my work. The whole thing took me about an hour, which leaves me only an hour to get ready. Oh well. I feel someone's arms snake around my waist and someone's chin rest on the top of my head. 'Could you have made that any creepier?' Joe chuckles. I turn around and plant a quick kiss on his lips, making him smile. I leave the book open on the table to allow it to dry along with my pencils, taking a piece of kitchen roll and laying it on the page next to my drawing so when I do shut it, it won't smudge. 'Yup.' I pop the "p", 'you should see my "best friends" drawing. Everyone says it's freaky, but I beg to differ.' I pull up the image on my phone.

'Aah, that's so creepy! Good, but creepy.' I laugh at Joe's ridiculous reaction and head to the sink to wash my hands of the watercolour smudged on them. 'I'm going to get ready!' I shout through to Joe.

'Okay, I'll be up in half an hour!' I bound up the stairs and skip to our room to decide on what to wear.