Joe and Dianne: My suicide saviour

When will it be over...?

Dianne's POV:

I couldn't believe it. I was going home. As much as I love living with Joe, and being in the UK, Australia will always be home to me. I always thought that if I ever left strictly, then I would move back straight away, but I have a feeling Joe wouldn't be to thrilled by that. 

I sat next to Joe comfortably on the plane, waiting for it to take off. We had our own booth / little room to relax in for the long 17 hour flight back. I'd never been on a plane this big before, I don't know how much the tickets for first class cost Joe but I can imagine they took a big chunk out of his monthly pay check, because fucking hell it's nice here. I was sat by the window, and Joe was sat next to me. He had been quiet all morning and looked worried. I had a feeling that it was just because he was tired and he had to get up early today. I guess that me jumping around and smiling and giggling like a kid probably wasn't helping him.

I reached over and held his hand tightly. Our fingers intertwined and all I could feel was how cold he was, and how much he was shaking.

"You okay Joe?" I asked feeling concerned for my beautiful boy.

"Yep fine." He replied way to quickly for that to be natural. He was obviously lying to me.

"Joe what's going on?" I asked with a harsh tone in my voice. He finally looked up to me with tears in the corner of his eyes. Something was worrying him.

"I fucking hate flying Di. I literally couldn't sleep at all last night because I was so worried about this. I didn't tell you because I don't want to ruin this trip for you. I thought that I could just suppress my fears for you, but it's been so long since I've been on a plane and i'm fucking freaking out."

"Awww. Joe that's really fucking cute." I knew he didn't appreciate me saying that but it was true. I pushed his head onto my shoulder and put my arm around my boyfriend. I held him tightly and tried to ignore the fact that his entire body was shaking rapidly. "You'll be okay, I've got you." I whispered into his ear. He nodded his head slightly leaving it on my shoulder.

The plane began to travel down the runway. With every metre that it moved, I could hear Joe's breathing getting louder and quicker. I told him to close his eyes, and just stay next to me. I held him closer, and rested my head on top of his, as I felt the plane lift off of the ground. I was finally on my way home. With my boy in my arms and a smile on my face.

Joe's POV: 

I slowly let my eyelids flutter open to find myself snuggled up against Dianne. She was watching something on her phone and had a huge smile on her face. 

"What you watching?" I asked making her jump.

"Ah, look who's awake. How was your sleep Mr. Sugg?" she asked sarcastically

"What?" I said through a chuckle, feeling confused by what she said

"Joe, we're 8 hours into a 17 hour flight, and you've been asleep for seven and a half of those. I've gone through every single one of the vlogs you've done with me, and about 40 episodes of Friends."

"Shit. Sorry Di." I felt really fucking guilty. I lifted my head off of her shoulder and gently kissed her on the lips. It made her smile, making me smile in reply. She lent into me and I put my arm around her neck, gently stroking her arm with my hand as it was wrapped around her. She pulled out one of her earphones and placed it into my ear. She rested her head on my chest and we watched Friends until eventually we both fell asleep.

I still fucking hated flying, but with Di in my arms, everything was so much easier. I needed to get away from the UK for a while, and going away with the beautiful red head in my arms, made me certain that this is where I wanted to be for the rest of my life. With Dianne.

I think that's why I also wanted to meet Dianne's parents. It would give me a chance to ask them if I could ask their daughter something.