Throughout the years

Content (Part 2)

"I was thinking on my way up here 'I really need to get a massage' because I'm very clicky right now" Zoe said, having come to watch them rehearse.

"Oh, you need to get a massage? Me, everyday." Joe replied jokily.

"Have you not actually had any massages?" Zoe enquired.

"I've had one and it wasn't really a ma-" Joe was cut off by Dianne.

"Excuse me, you get physio every week!

"Yeh, but that's more like getting beaten up for half an hour." The women both laughed at him. "Anyway, thanks for popping in, Zoe."

Soon after, Joe and Dianne were waltzing around the room, with Zoe watching on. She felt so proud of him. To watch him come out of his shell, and to be flourishing, was all she ever wanted for him. And she knew that the reason for his happiness was mainly down to Dianne. She brought out the best in him, and understood him, something that the older sister in her had always worried about. She didn't need to worry anymore; to her, it was evident that they weren't friends. They were in love. She could see it. She didn't need confirmation yet. In the meantime, she found it beautiful to watch their so called 'secret' relationship blossom.

She was pulled out of her trance, when Joe walked over, camera in hand. "What did you think?"

"So good. Really, really good." She smiled.

He gave her a relieved smile back, before grabbing the chocolates from besides him, and pulling out a Malteser. "Can you do that trick where you blow a chocolate, and make it hover above your mouth?"

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"I think I can manage to say falafel and beetroot, not sure about you though, Joe." She said with a smirk, whilst in the back of the taxi.

"Excuse me, I'm a smooth talker, remember. I can easily feed those words into conversation. And also, when I've been dared to do something, I always follow through with it."

"I'll remember that then." She giggled before holding his hand, and staring out the window.

Soon enough, they were back at his apartment. Dianne felt so at home there, and he always made her feel welcome. She now knew where all the utensils were stored in the kitchen, how to work the shower, and that she needed to remind Joe to water his plants. The only thing that she hadn't quite mastered was the use of the TV remote. She didn't want to think about the future too much, but she had fallen hard, and it was difficult not to. She wanted to live with Joe, be with him forever. One day they would get married and have children. She thought about these things everyday, even though she tried to resist it. Resist the urge to think about these fantasises which were far too soon to be thinking about. She knew it was too early to voice her thoughts to him, especially since they weren't 'official' yet, so she wisely put them to the back of her mind. She didn't need any distractions, and besides, she would much rather remember the present. Remember his cuddles, and delicate kisses on her forehead. His kind, encouraging words that made her feel all warm inside. She wanted these memories to treasure. Almost on cue, she felt a pair of lips on her cheek. She wished she could bottle up that feeling forever. Turning around on the bar stool, she got lost in his ocean-like eyes. The most beautiful eyes she'd ever seen. Leaning in, she captured his lips in a slow kiss, feeling her dimple appear on her face.

"What was that for?" He said whilst pulling away, slightly shocked. "Not that I'm complaining."

"I've been wanting to do that all day, you're impossible to resist, Joseph." She smirked. "Anyway, we have an hour until we need to leave for Elstree and then we're going straight to the studio for a couple more hours, I still need to sort that posture out."