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the rest of the weekend went by quite smoothly. the day after meeting my father, we headed to the beach to have some fun. we swam in the water, splashing eachother playfully. it was fun. the next day, we had a picnic in the yard.then, soon enough it was back to being in new york.
we promised my father to visit again soon, and it seemed he would actually miss you; by now, we were practically living together. some nights you would be over at my place, and others, me at yours. mornings were nice and pure, eating together and laying in bed together.i started to take some time off at the dance academy, and visit you more in the day. it was nice to see you more often. you would recommend me books, even let me keep a few. i was falling deeper in love with you, and i knew you were too. i had no doubt in the world we would end up getting married in a few years, maybe have a few kids.. buy a house in the suburbs. i often daydreamed about this. i also thought about your many exes. although i had no reason to, i would often catch myself worrying about them coming back. like that slut guinevere beck.
as far as i knew, she was still begging for you to come back. but i know you knew better. and if that seductress even tried to make a move on you, she would be dead. you were too naive for your own good. you didnt see when a girl was trying to make a move on you. which was why i had to protect you from every threat.
you were too charming and sweet and kind.. the list could go on forever. but the point is, you need a protector. or else any girl could come along, play you(and i know they will; all girls have an underlying agenda. except for me, y'know.) and ultimately break your little heart. you'd be broken. and i dont want to see you broken. i want you to be happy. and the only way thats gonna happen, is you ending with me.
so, i did what i had to. needless to say, getting rid of those girls was no easy job. fun, yes but very messy. if anyone used those blue light leds on my office.. yikes. fortunately, no one has. anyways, back to us. i love where we are right now. we are at our prime. and i hope we stay that way. there is nothing stopping us from having a bright future.
although, something has been wandering at the back of my head for some time. a few days ago, before our trip, a number messaged me.
I dont know who it is, or what they want, or how they got my number.. but i've got an itching feeling its about joe. and honestly, im torn between texting them or not.
but i think i should.
[A/N: IM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPLOADING IVE BEEN SO BUSY!! NEXT CHAP WILL BE LONGER!]
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