Out Of Our Control (High School Shoey)

Ch 19- Cute and Weird

Sorry for any grammar mistakes. I'm too tired to proof read this crap.

~AT THE HOUSE~

~SHANE’S POV~

 Joey has been gone for three f*cking hours, man. First he tells me he’s dying, and then he runs off for hours. I am so confused, nervous, and pissed off all at the same time.

 “Shaney.” I look up to see Joey walking into the room and sitting next to me on the bed.

 Wait. He looks…normal. The bags under his eyes are gone, his voice isn’t hoarse anymore, and I don’t see any bloody tissues in his hands.

 “Joey…you’re not dying.” I fumble with my words. I don’t know what to say about the situation. He gives a short laugh before flopping onto the bed and kicking his shoes off. He grabs the hem of my shirt and yanks on it as a signal for me to lie next to him on the bed. I lie on my back and let him rest his head in the crook of my neck with his hands placed gently over my chest, feeling my heart beat under his fingertips.

 “You’re right. I’m not dying and I won’t be dying anytime soon.” He places a sift kiss on my collarbone and I can feel him smiling into my shoulder.

 “Wait.” I pull away from him and sit up to look at him better. “Joey, please don’t tell me…”

 “No I didn’t kill anyone.” He rolls his eyes, already expecting that reaction from me.

 “Then how are you…not looking like shit or coughing up blood?”

 “You ask too many questions.”

 “Joey. I’m being serious. How are you getting better? Did you really kill someone?”

 “So now you don’t trust me?” he asks, sitting up. Now he’s offended. “You really think I’m a monster, don’t you?”

 “No. Joey, that’s not what I meant.”

 “I know exactly what you meant.” He crosses his arms and turns the other way so he doesn’t have to look at me.

 “Joey…”

 “Leave me alone.” He mumbles.

 “Now how can I leave you alone when you’re so cute? I don’t mean the ‘I want to pinch your cheeks and call you a cutie pie’ kind of cute. I mean I the ‘I want hold you against a wall’ kind of cute. And do you know what makes you cuter?”

 “What?” he mumbles again. He’s still not looking at me though.

 “You’re mine and only mine. All rights reserved.” I lie back down and grab him by the waist, pulling him closer to me. I bury my face into his neck and just embrace the being of Joey Graceffa.

 “But you don’t trust me.”

 “I really love you, Jay. A hella lot. I know sometimes I might mess up or do something that makes it seems like I don’t care but trust me. You’re my everything.”

  “Really?” he asks, turning around to face me.

 “Of course. When I met you on that first day and I ask to sit next o you on the bus, you went from being my unknown acquaintance to suddenly my whole world. Do you know how much you mean to me?”

 “How much?”

 “You mean everything to me. Sometimes when I’m feeling down, I’ll just lay in bed and think about all the cute and weird things you do.”

 “What cute and weird things do I do?’

 “You add ‘-Anya’ on the end of everything. You have the cutest laugh. You get excited really easily and when you do, you’re voice gets really high-pitched. You think beans are gross but you literally eat every healthy thing that tastes like shit. You have a love-hate relationship with Minecraft. You say things like ‘oh my goodness gracianious!’ or ‘what the Helen’s house is this?’ or ‘goody-goody gum drops!’ or ‘you bitch ass skank ass MotherF*cking hoe!’ or ‘silence you whore!’ or ‘dammitty damn-damn!’ I could go on with every catch phrase you say but I think you get the point.”

 “You sound like a fangirl.”

 “I am a fangirl. I fangirl over you every time I see you. I just contain myself so I don’t freak you out.”

 “You are weird.”

 “Did that sound creepy? I’m sorry. I was just speaking my mind.”

 “No it was a compliment.” I smile and kiss the top of his head as he places his hands on my chest again and bury his face into the crook of my neck. I wrap my arms tighter around his waist and close my eyes as we just silently lie there. Soaking in the tranquility that engulfs us.

 Joey is my everything. I can’t lose him.