should I stay or should I go ? (Joey Armstrong x reader)

24 January, 2019

Sara's P.O.V
I open my eyes looking at the view of another building seeping through the almost closer blind on the window.

I turn to see joey starting to wake up.

'good morning gorgeous' he says in a really hot morning voice.

'good morning' I reply.

we laid in each others arms taking in what happened last night for a few minutes when joey broke the comfortable silence.

'can I have a shower' he asked.

'yea sure there is a towel in there and a washer with soap already in there' I reply getting out of bed.

'okay thanks I'll be back in a second' he says standing up out of bed.

I decided to clean up and get changed and my bag of my outfit for tonight when I heard someone opening the door and the only person that would be is Jordan.

I ran into the bathroom and shut the door.

'what's going on' joey asked peaking his head out of the black tinted shower.

don't worry you can't see anything from the outside.

there was a knock at the bathroom door so the only thing I could think of was jump into the shower.

I got in and covered joeys mouth.

not going to lie I did look down.

'yea I'm in the shower' I yelled out.

I heard her open the door.

'okay so I'm going to the grocery store want me to wait for you' she asked.

'nah I'm thinking about hanging out with joey before I go over to the venue for meet and greet' I say looking at joey asking for permission if I can.

he just nods.

'okay I'll be here all day until 4 o'clock'

'thank you' I yell back hearing to the door shut.

once I heard her go up the stairs out the the door.

I let my hand fall off of joeys mouth.

'phew that was close' I say looking at him.

'can I finish washing or do you want to get undressed and shower together' he says smirking holding onto my waist.

I took of his shirt that I put on last night and my underwear and grabbed the soap and poured it onto a face washer and started to wash myself.

I could fee him staring at me liking the fact that he was getting turned on.

'have you already washed yourself' I asked.

'ugh yea' he stutters.

'want me to wash your hair' I ask.

'if you want' he said stepping closer to me starting to suck on my chest making me moan sucking on my soft spot.

he started to plant small kisses trailing up to my lips pecking them a few times.

I grabbed the shampoo bottle and poured in his now drenched curly hair.

I started to massage it into his scalp as he still continued to hold onto my waist.

** time skip to after the shower **

let's just say best shower I've ever had so far.

we both got dressed him in his clothes from last night and me in a pair of jeans and a white turtle neck long sleeve and converse.