Cursed- A Joe and Dianne FanFiction

Chapter 8- He SOOO Loves Her

Joe POV
'There was definitely a moment, I'm telling you' I told Byron as we were walking around the Waitrose cheese aisle. 'I could feel the heat bursting out of me like a dragons breath.'
'What are you gonna do about it bru?' He asked, and to be honest, it was a question I hadn't really thought about.
'Nothing. She's just come out of a break up, she's not gonna be interested. I just need to push it out my brain and focus on the American Smooth. Speaking of which, we need coffee' it was the right thing to do, it just... felt so wrong. Anyway, I didn't even know if I liked her, it could have just been a one off, right?
Time skip to Saturday Night
Dianne POV
I grabbed Joes shoulders and looked deeply into his eyes. He looked so cute in his little school outfit!
'Right Joe, come on. I know you can do this, so show me what you've got, and do me proud!' Just as I finished my sentence, the Strictly theme blasted through the speakers, and we took our position on the stairs. Before we knew it, Joe was sitting on the step ready to dance. As he performed the choreography of touching my arm, I could feel a tingle go up my spine, as I turned around to look at him and saw his sweet side smirk, I couldn't help but feel a strange butterfly sensation. When we were filming for his channel earlier that week and we were laughing and joking together, I had felt the same. What was happening to me? As he whisked me up into the air and spun me around for the big final lift, a genuine smile spread across my face. Even though I knew we'd done it better, I still couldn't have felt more on top of the world. The rest of the evening flew by between thoughts about Joe and how Anthony would feel about me getting into a relationship this soon after ours had been cut off, and me just generally looking at Joe and wondering whether he felt the same.
Joe POV
As soon as I got home from Elstree, I immediately checked my Instagram, as it had been buzzing all day but I hadn't had time to check it. The first thing I checked was my stories- Oli White, nothing, Zoe, nothing, Josh- I stopped in my tracks and slammed my phone down in shock. Josh has been talking to Jack, and in the background I could hear Oli shout:
'Oh my God, he soooooo loves her!'
Excuse me? Were my feelings, if you could call them that yet, that obvious? I texted Oli and asked him what he meant in Josh's story. He said that he knew me too well and knew that something was going on. Shoot. I texted back telling him he was wrong and left it at that, no explanation. She didn't feel the same and I wasn't prepared to ruin our solid friendship over a petty crush. It was probably just a phase.
The next evening, at around 5pm, I got a Twitter notification telling me that Caspar had mentioned me in a tweet. I went to see what it was, and it was a reaction video to my dance, as he had come to watch. I sat and watched it, until it came to certain part.
'She looks like Ariana Grande, and Joe loves Ariana Grande so jjjjjjj. Anyway, their not together.' Him too?! But I did such a good job of hiding my feelings? How could I have been that open about it?
Dianne POV
I watched the video in awe. Caspar and Oli both thought that Joe liked me. What if it was true? I texted Joe playfully, saying,
'Hope ur looking forward to rehearsal tomorrow!
Love Ariana xx' within moments I had a response.
'Haha very funny. I take it u watched the video then? 😜 don't get any ideas Reddo, I can't have u affecting my performance skills as I've got a glitter ball to win. Now imagine that in a posh accent and with a cape just for fun 😜🦹🏼‍♂️' I chuckled, and replied optimistically,
'Well, better get them hips ready coz it's cha cha time!! 💃🏼🕺🏼 now imagine that with an Australian accent and red hair just for fun 😂'
I was glad we both wanted to focus on the dance, and I had never been more ready for a routine... bring on the cha cha!
I filmed a quick Insta story and liked a few dance edits, before calling it a night, so I was ready for hardcore training in the morning. I pulled on some sweats and got into the middle of my bed. It felt strange being by myself. I had spent most nights like this with Anthony living in Yorkshire and all, but it felt different knowing that there was no one coming back to be here. I felt a single tear roll down my face, and began wondering about what it would be like if Joe was there, next to me. With nice thoughts of me and Joe in my head, I had soon dazed off into a deep, cha cha preparation sleep.
This one was a bit longer, so I hope you enjoyed! Again, thank you for over 450 reads, it means so much :)