A week later
"How long are we going for?" Joe teased as Dianne threw probably the one hundred and first item of clothing into her red case, which was way too big for the average person.
"Shut up, and three weeks, and I need a lot of stuff." Dianne threw him one of his shirts, him catching it in one hand and rolling his eyes. He folded it neatly before putting it in his case.
"I gathered." Joe said, crossing his arms and chuckling slightly. He watched Dianne try and shut the case, trying out every method she could. He couldn't believe that the beautiful, crazy, fun loving talented girl in front of him was his girlfriend, what were the chances.
"Earth...to...Joe." Dianne said, straining as she attempted to shut the case, but failed. He was snapped right out of it, walking back around to her.
"Do you want to put some of your things in my case instead, because I doubt it will close." Dianne nodded, relief in her eyes.
"Thank you, and I'm pretty sure half of it is yours anyway." Dianne and Joe both chuckled, taking a few bits and pieces around the bed and putting them in Joe's case. After both cases were zipped up and all ready to go, they gave a celebratory hug.
For Joe, holding Dianne in his arms was one of the best things in the world, and made him feel complete. Despite having practiced this act of affection since September the previous year, He doubted he would ever get used to the warmth that spread throughout him while his arms wrapped around her back and clasped, enclosing Dianne in what she knew was the place where all her worries disappeared, and made her feel loved more than she would probably ever know, by the man she truly loved, more than he would ever probably know.
They both rocked backwards and forwards in a comfortable silence before a mere ten seconds later, they had fallen onto the duvet which collapsed around them and poofed up like clouds, Dianne on top of Joe, who hit the duvet with a few echoing bounces.
"Our balance is impeccable Dotty." Joe joked, looking into her deep brown irises. She smiled and laughed, his electric lasers meeting her chocolate streams. She leant down and kissed him, him kissing back with equal pressure. There was nothing desperate about it, no tension or sexual desire, just pure love.
Or true love, depends if you believe in it.
After what was a minute of lips locking and moving against each other lazily, the doorbell rang and the bell echoed throughout the apartment, Dianne pulled away and buried her head in the pillow next to his head. Her dead weight now collapsed on him, which wasn't that much at all, while his hand did a few strokes through her hair.
"I'll get it, I won't be a minute." Dianne nodded, rolling off him and laying facing the ceiling, smiling to herself contently. The room was quiet, calm and peaceful. Pure and utter bliss.
Joe sighed and walked towards the door, opening it to see his concierge, Scott, stood with a medium sized cardboard box, an envelope on it, he was confused.
"Hey Scott, is...is this for me?" Joe asked, Scott nodded and looked down at the box. Joe nodded and took the box, examining it and the envelope carefully.
"Oh thanks, I wasn't really expecting anything to be honest, but thank you." Scott nodded, heading off leaving a very confused Joseph Sugg stood in the doorway.
"What's up, anything interesting?" Dianne stood next to him, taking a look at it.
"I have no idea, let's open it." The couple both sat on the sofa, shoulders brushing with the box and envelope on Joe's lap.
"Do you want to do the letter?"
"Oh yeah, I want to read the letter, mum never let me read anything." Dianne complained, Joe chuckling at her enthusiasm of what could be seen as the most mundane of things.
"Gotta learn to read first."
"Shut up."
Joe kissed her cheek, she softened at his touch. "Sorry, so let's see what it says." Dianne opened the envelope, a little card inside, maybe A5. She coughed.
"Dear Joe and Dianne." she started, Joe leaning his head on her shoulder while she read.
"I hope you are both well and I hope that you both are not too down about operation foxtrot fetus." Dianne read out before bursting out laughing causing them to switch over, her head now rested on his shoulder.
"I know exactly who this is from." Joe muttered, thinking back to his conversation with Zoe. Zoe never failed to put a smile on his face, and that was something that she, Dianne and Stacey all had in common, one reason why he would do anything for any of them weather it be his sister, girlfriend or girl best friend, they had impacted his life in a positive way and he would be forever grateful for.
"I know it must be hard not getting the positive at first, but please remember that if at first you don't succeed, try try again." Dianne sighed, smiling weakly. Joe sensed her slight dip in mood, being reminded of the failure. He kissed her shoulder, reassuring her that they were in this together, whatever happened. "Positive vibes guys, and your time will come. I went online and got this to restore any lost faith, hope this helps. All my love, Zoe. Oh Zoeeee!" Dianne gushed, putting the card down and turning to her boyfriend.
"Gotta love Zoe, right." Dianne slapped her knees, something that she had started doing since moving to the UK, something that many British people did.
"Parcel, and you can open it, fairs."
YOU ARE READING
Positive attracts Positive
Hayran Kurgu"Keep holding on 'Cause you know we'll make it through We'll make it through Just stay strong 'Cause you know I'm here for you..." When we saw the answer, were we meant to be relieved? Because we weren't.
