Joe and Dianne: Life away from you

Morning thoughts

Joe's POV:

As I felt myself wake from what was an admittedly disturbed state of sleep, I couldn't help but reminisce on the accounts of last night. When I initially woke up it was about half two in the morning, Dianne was nowhere to be seen next to me and the lights downstairs were on, causing a beam of light to shine through the gap between my bedroom door and the carpet. After getting out of bed and heading down the cold, marble steps, I found my girlfriend curled up on the sofa, a look of fear in her eyes and a sense of what could only be described as chaos emitting from her body. And after an admittedly short, and confusing conversation, I can do nothing but hope that whatever it was that Dianne wanted to say in the first place could be ironed out in her own head.

It was more than fair to admit that Dianne was not always the sharpest knife in the draw - her spelling is sub par at the best of times and when it comes to maths, well... lets just say that neither her or I have a hope in hell. But despite what people see on our social medias and our videos, I have found that she doesn't get nearly enough credit for how clever she actually is. Her knowledge of dancing and any other entertainment is phenomenal, her choreography is quite frankly out of this world, and her common sense and practicality is far better than mine ever will be. So I have faith that whatever it is that she wanted to say, could be solved in that fantastic brain of hers, hidden underneath the sea of red hair that catches so many peoples attention, it may as well be designated as a place of national importance, or whatever the fuck they call it.

I was distracted from my thoughts as I heard the large intake of air that Dianne took, signifying that she was about to wake up. I swivelled over in bed so that my head laid on my arm, facing her. As her eyelids began to flutter open, I couldn't help but smile at the image I saw before me. Her tired eyes accentuated by the dark mascara smudge underneath, as she forgot to take her make up off last night in her tired state. The tangle of red hair piled onto her head, a single scrunchy keeping it all together, lost in the nest of red. And a cute little smile making the dimple on her cheek deepen ever so slightly as she too spun to look at me.

"I thought I talked to you about staring at me whilst I slept.." Dianne said sleepily, obviously shocked at the way I was looking at her so early on a Friday morning. Her initial joke reassuring me that after our little conversation yesterday, we were okay.

"Um.... not too?" I questioned sarcastically.

"Ding, ding, ding!" Di cried out as if we were on some crappy TV quiz show. "10 points to Mr Sugg"She smiled at me as our eyes locked for the first time properly.

The morning rolled on, spending at least an hour in bed together, laughing and just chatting about nothing in general - neither of us going anywhere near the subject of last night, just to be certain that we were okay. Despite my earlier thoughts, I knew that something wasn't right - something wasn't the same and it hadn't been since Di had that conversation with Chloe in the station. But knowing that it probably wasn't my place to ask, I knew that this was something I had to let Dianne deal with on her own. So shutting my mouth, I thought of a way to get my mind off of the sketchy subject of last night.

"So Di, what do you want to do today?"

Dianne's POV:

The very moment that Joe asked me, I couldn't help but feel ever so slightly deflated. This was the first day I'd had off from work in about a month, and originally it was put aside so that Joe could help me move my stuff into his apartment. Since Joe had asked me to move in with him, I had been nothing but excited for this day, quite literally counting it down every morning - but since I had gone up to Liverpool, I had completely forgotten about it, and had only just been reminded now. It seemed by the looks of things that Joe too had forgotten - and the idea of us living together suddenly brushed under the carpet, much like my secret that I was supposedly meant to just forget about.

Thinking rationally for a moment, I thought about what the likely outcome would be if Joe and I were to move in together today. We would obviously start spending more time together, and despite me being on tour, I would have no where to go if I needed time away from him. I spend a large amount of my time at Joe's anyway, but it's always reassuring to know that I have somewhere else to go if I need to. It's nice to know that I still have MY home - my own place where I could just be me whenever I wanted to be. But that's neither here nor there. The fact of the matter is that the combination of living under the same roof as the man I cheated on, my inability to keep my mouth shut and the pang of guilt I feel deep within me that I know will only get worse with time, is quite frankly a recipe for disaster. So no... I don't thinnk now is the time to move in with him - as much as I would of course love to.

"Di?" Joe questioned catching my attention once more.

"You okay? You've been quiet for ages" Joe questioned sweetly - obviously concerned about my unexplained silence

"Huh.. oh yeah sorry." I replied finally coming back to reality

"So what do you want to do?" Joe asked a second time. Not wanting to go through the same thought process once again, I lowered my gaze form Joe's inviting stare and shrugged my shoulders in a vague answer.

"Well," Joe began, "It's a nice day so I suggest that maybe we go for a walk in the park and maybe some food out later on."

The thought of fresh air instantly peaking my interest, causing me to look back up to Joe, capturing his smile with a return of my own smile. "Yeah that sounds nice." I replied gently. Joe lent in to me and pressed his lips to my own gently - brushing his hand against my waist under the covers of the duvet, causing goose bumps to rise on the skin he touched. Despite everything, Joe could still make me feel that way so easily. Taking his lips of mine, he pressed them quickly onto my forehead, before leaning back with a cheeky smile on his face.

"But first, breakfast." And with that Joe leapt up from out of the covers and left the room, leaving me in bed with a smile on my face and a perfectly cheerful exterior.

But inside, I knew that nothing had changed.

A/N Hey people, sorry for the late update, I know that this wasn't the most exciting part but I needed it as a bit of a filler really. Thank you so much for continuing to read this story - I hope that you're enjoying it xx