Love By Chance - Joe Sugg Fanfiction

Chapter 2

Hi guys! I know I only made the first part less than an hour ago but I just want to carry on the story because I'm just inspired to do so! PS. THE MODEL IN THE PHOTO IS NOT WHAT OLIVIA LOOKS LIKE! IT'S JUST HER OUTFIT FOR LATER ON IN THIS CHAPTER.!

I stare out of Joe's car window as we drive the rest of the way to his house. Holy cow I'm actually in his car, okay I just need to calm down, he's just a regular person like I am...a really good-looking, funny, perfect person that I just happen to be sitting next to.

We had arranged for his dad to come pick my car up later as I had a long journey here and I felt quite tired as it was my first ever long drive, but we had packed my suitcases in Joe's car. Yeah I don't think he was impressed by how much I had brought with me, but I didn't care. A girl has to have her make-up and clothes right?

I turned my head towards Joe inspecting him. Okay I bet I just look creepy and I need to stop it. I turned my head back towards the grass that covered pretty much the whole of my side of the road, while I rested my head against the window.

I woke up startled as I felt my head bob to the side. My window had been rolled down. I turned my head to look around and saw Joe laughing beside me, the cheeky buggar! I grinned at him and gently pushed his shoulder.

"Hey! That's not how you treat your dads friends daughters now is it?" I smirk.

"Sorry I couldn't resist since we're home now!" he smiles at me.

I tilt my head to the side to see we are infact at the Sugg's household. I smile as I undo my seatbelt and exit the car, walking to the boot to collect my bags. Joe unlocks the boot as I pull out two of the heaviest bags seeing as I don't want to make Joe carry everything. I pull them out the car and they land on the floor with a thump. I wipe my forehead with my arm, checking my watch as I do so, god it's so hot today and it's 5pm!

"What's the matter, too much hard work and muscle needed?" Joe say's as he picks up my bags off the floor with ease, making his muscles tense. I try and keep eye contact with him as he swings them over his shoulder.

"Nope, it's just too bloody hot!" I say sticking my tongue out at him.

I collect the rest of my lighter bags and shut the boot. We walk side by side up to the front door, Joe somehow opening the door with his elbow as we both walk into the pretty, vintage house. The white walls, cream carpets and wood furnishings give that homely touch that my house has never really had. I scan a photo by the door of what seems to be Joe and Zoe when they were younger. Zoe in a yellow dress with a white collar, Joe in nothing but a pair of pale blue socks facing away from the camera. I laugh to myself.

"Joe?" I shout towards the kitchen, trying to keep a straight face as I bite my cheeks.

"Yeah?" He answers me as he walks into the hallway, taking off his shoes.

I pick up the photoframe and turn it to face him.

"Nice bumcheeks" I say, laughing so much my sides hurt. His cheeks turn a deep shade of red as he takes the photo from me, smiling from embarrassment.

"Thanks, I think my bum was so good because of trying to learn how to stand up at this age. All them squats sure payed off since I've impressed a pretty girl like you" he winks at me.

I don't know why because I know he's only being friendly, but his comment makes me more embarrassed than he is so I hide my flaming cheeks as I look down.

A loud crash emerges from upstairs breaking the awkward silence and me and Joe look at eachother then up to the ceiling. He runs up the stairs, with me following closely behind him.