Her. | A Joe Jonas FanFiction | Book 2

04

A month later, Joe and Addison had found themselves becoming even closer. Which is, obviously, expected.

Currently, however, Addison runs around the diner, serving multiple customers while Joe is in Mexico City with DNCE, playing a couple shows.

"Addison, can you take table 4's food to them, please?" Caroline asks, rushing by with a tray of food to another table.

"Yeah!" she answers, grabbing the food and placing it on a tray before taking it to table four and heading to another to check on the customers.

As she does, her phone vibrates in her apron, making her look down to see a Texas number pop up, confusing her.

She shakes her head, going over to the table and riding out the first half of her shift before going to the back for her break.

Addison takes out her phone and clicks on the Texas number that had called her a couple hours ago.

"Hello?" the familiar voice of her mother speaks, although her voice is different. Shaking and nervous.

"Mom?" Addison asks, confused.

"Addison," she breathes in response, relieved to hear her daughter's voice.

"What's going on? Why are you calling me?" she asks, licking her lips. "You and dad both said you wanted nothing to do with me since I left."

"Addison, I'm calling about your father."

"What about him?" she asks, licking her lips.

"Addison, your father..." she hiccups. "Your father was killed last night."

Addison's face drops, her heart falling into her stomach. "W-what?"

"Your father," her mother pauses. "He went on a mission last night. Greggory had stolen some of our things and he went with the team to get them back. While out-"

"Yeah, I think I- I got the picture."

"Addison, I know things didn't end well. But your father's funeral is in four days. If you'd like to come... I know your siblings and I would like to see you."

"Yeah, I'll see what I can do."

"Okay," her mother pauses. "So, Addison, how have you-"

"I'm at work, so I've gotta go. But, I'll figure out what I'm going to do and let Stella know," Addison says, hanging up.

Licking her lips, Addison takes a few deep breaths, gulping down her anxiety, wiping the tear that welled up in her eye.

Quickly, Addison clocks back in and heads back to work, waiting on tables and trying to wipe the new information out of her mind.

Later, after her shift ends, Addison makes her way to her apartment and tries to call Joe, failing multiple times before placing her phone down and pacing back and forth in her bedroom.

"Okay," she breathes. "Okay."

Within a few moments, her phone rings, Joe's ringtone blowing through the speakers which makes her immediately pick it up.

"Hey."

"Hey, baby, you okay? You called like four times. Russell was worried."

"Oh, Russell had your phone when you were on stage?" she asks, trying to act normal. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I scared you. I'm okay."

"Addison," he starts. "What's wrong?"

"N-nothing. Nothing."

"Babe," he says, trying to show his concern the little bit that he could. "Please tell me."

"No, you're- you're working and-"

"Addison."

"My dad's dead," she blurts out.

Joe's quiet for a moment. "What?"

Addison's eyes tear up as she bites her lip for a few seconds. "Yeah, um... my mom got my number from Stella I think and called me while I was at work today. I called her back and she told me that my dad was out working last night and um and got killed."

Joe takes a few seconds before letting out a breath. "Addison, baby, I'm so sorry."

"No, it's okay," she forces through her tears. "I'm okay."

Joe composes himself. "Yeah, you're right. You're good. I know you."

"I um, I'm gonna let you go babe. You've gotta shower and go to bed. You have a long day tomorrow," Addison tells him, trying to play off that she's okay, knowing she's not.

"Okay," he says, saying bye and hanging up.

Addison closes her eyes, breaking down and curling into a ball at the end of her bed.

Meanwhile, in Mexico City, Joe leaves his dressing room.

"I need everything canceled for the next few days, I'm going home," he says, licking his lips as he gathers a few of his things that were in the hallway.

"Wait, what?" Jack asks, walking up behind him.

"May we ask why?" a member of the team asks.

"Addison's father just passed away. I need to be with her," Joe says simply, going back into his dressing room and packing the rest of his things after booking a one way flight to California.

After all of his things are packed up and ready to go, Joe makes his way to the airport and boards a flight, spending the next five hours worrying about Addison but trying not to message her as he knows she's normally trying to sleep by this time.

Five hours later, Joe hops off the plane and quickly makes his way to Addison's apartment, taking out his keys and unlocking the door.

THe apartment is bright for 3am, the lights still on and food left on the counter.

Confused, Joe makes his way to the bedroom, seeing that Addison had fallen asleep at the edge of the bed, curled in a ball. He walks closer, noticing her cheeks are stained with tears and the area around her eyes are puffy from crying.

He sighs, pulling back the blankets and gently moving her before covering her. He then turns off the bedroom lights and closes the door while he puts the food away, cleans up a little and then goes into the bathroom. He showers as quickly and quietly as he can before sliding under the blankets next to Addison, pulling her closer and holding her as he assumes she needs.

He then closes his eyes, falling asleep knowing the next few days could either bring them closer... or make her push him away. 

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whatttt? another chapter on time? this is crazy. 

I've had a little extra time on my hands so I've been taking advantage of it. 

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