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

Chapter 21: Going Out

I quickly shower and change into a mint green skater dress and matching heels. I curl my hair slightly and pull it into a neat side ponytail. I brush my teeth and settle down to do my makeup. I just wear some nude eyeshadows and slight winged eyeliner, some natural looking false lashes. I put on foundation, concealer and powder, then blusher. I add a nude lipstick to finish. Joe walks in just as I am fumbling in our wardrobe to find my white purse. 'You ready, babe?' Joe asks. I look up at him and pull the strap of the purse over my shoulder. He stares at me, a smirk on his face.

'Yes, Suggy?' I smirk back, wrapping my arms around his waist. He plants a kiss on my forehead, and I can hear his smile. 'Nothing.' I head to the bathroom and squirt some of my perfume on my wrists, neck and dress. 'I'm going downstairs. Come down when you're ready.' I shut the door after me and walk down the hall, tucking my side fringe behind my ear. I sit on the large sofa and wait for Joe to finish off getting ready.

He comes down the stairs a few minutes later wearing a white t-shirt and grey skinny jeans. He looks amazing. He's pulling on his shoes when I decide to make a quick vlog. 'So me and Joe are going to dinner now so I'm not going to vlog until a bit later.' I switch the camera off and tuck it away in my bag. Joe wraps his arms around me and hauls me up, carrying me to the door. 'Joe, stop it!' I laugh, as he's tickling me beyond belief.

We begin our walk to the restaurant and Joe takes my hand in his, holding it up to his face. 'Your hands are HUUGGEEE!' Joe gasps, holding our hands up so our palms are pressed against each others. My hands are legitimately larger than his, yet they are so skinny that his always feel larger than mine, as mine are paler and lankier. I giggle and slide my fingers in between his and drop our hands to our sides. It's only a few minutes until we reach the place we're having dinner.

Joe opens the door to a nineteen-fifties style diner which smells really good. We're shown to our table which is next to the window, which has a view of downtown L.A. I'm really weird, so I like to spy on all the random people walking past. We sit down and look at the menus. 'What're you thinking of having?' Joe asks, a worried look on his face. He knows I don't tend to eat much food. 'Erm . . . probably just the salad. You?' Joe observes the menu for a minute before settling on trying the cheeseburger. We order drinks in the meantime and then Joe takes my hands in his.

'So, big hands,' Joe chuckles and I give him a look.

'Joe, my hands aren't big, yours are just small!' I exclaim. Joe scoffs sarcastically.

'My hands are not small!' I giggle at his defensiveness.

'Joe, calm it down a notch. Chill out. My hands are pretty big I guess -' Joe cuts me off. 'Pretty?! They're gigantic!' I plant a quick kiss on Joe's lips.

'Love you really.' Joe's eyes light up at this.

I just said that. Do I love Joe? I think I do but I'm still not one hundred percent sure. I take my time with these things, but these past few days have made me realise that maybe I don't love Joe in a brotherly way anymore, but in a different way. He is, after all, like my older brother. My unbiological brother. I don't want to ruin what we have built up over nine years. The trust and friendship we share, but I can't help my feelings if I do really love him. Joe glances at me as our food is set down in front of us.

'What're you thinking about?' He takes a sip of his coke, chuckling.

'Hm? Oh, just . . . stuff.' He nods, those beautiful blue-green eyes staring directly into my blue ones. Of course he knows what I was thinking, this boy can read my mind. He winks at me, which makes me blush slightly, and looks away.

I tuck into my food and it's delicious! I promise myself I'm going to eat the whole thing, even if it means throwing up later or something stupid like that. I polish the food off within ten minutes and fall in love with the feeling of food in my stomach. 'That was quick.' Joe gestures to the empty dish in front of me. 'I'm glad you're eating again. I was really worried about you, y'know. I just don't want you to be ill, babe.' I smile and nod at Joe, my heart melting slightly when he calls me "babe". 'I'm just glad you convinced me to eat. It feels good!' I laugh as Joe cracks a smile.

We order a dessert to share and it looks lovely. I only have a little bit because I get full, but Joe helps me out. We ask for the bill and pay before we leave. I'm in a really good mood, so I skip down the pavement on the way back. Joe jogs along and tries to catch me which causes me to run. He holds his arms out and snatches me when I can hardly run from lack of air. He grabs my waist and spins me in circles as I scream and try to pry his hands from me so I can continue running. 'Give up!' He shouts over my screams.

'Never!' I yell at the top of my voice. He lowers me towards the pavement, and because we're both laughing so hard, he nearly drops me. We walk back to the Youtuber house together hand in hand, making conversation as we go. When we're silent it's a nice silence, like we don't have to be talking to be happy together. Once we do get back though, I'm straight upstairs to get ready for bed before my head hits the soft pillow and sleep engulfs me instantly.