"A-Alf-Alfie..." A small noise emerged from Joes quivering mouth, more tears escaping from his bloodshot eyes. "What? Wh-What is it? Joe. You're scaring me. Whatever it is, you can tell me." Joes whole body shook, as he uttered the two words that he wished he would never, ever have to say, in his entire life. "Zoes dead." Zoe Elizabeth Sugg was found dead, at 10:09am on a cold, Tuesday morning. The news spreads like wildfire, across the world of social media, everybody is completely distraught and shocked to the very core. But the question, that everybody wants to know, remains unanswered, and causes deep suspicion amongst the youtubers, and the viewers. Who would dare to do it? Who Killed Zoe Sugg?

"My dreams became reality when we both realised that we had loved each other and always will until the day we die." Ok, I'm just letting you know that this is shit. Not even going to sugar coat it. I wrote it when I was 13 and reading it back (even just the author's notes) makes me emotionally and physically cringe and I just don't know how this has more than 5 reads ????? So read for laugh I guess

“Where am I actually meant to sleep?” I turned to him with an raised eyebrow. A smirk grew on his face when he pulled me even closer. “Well actually you are meant to sleep on the couch but we both know that the couch is already occupied so how about you sleep in my room.” I made a face as if I would think about it. “Well, I could do that but there is only one problem.” Joe frowned, before I leaned in so my mouth was right next to his ear “I forgot to bring pjs”. Joe gulped before picking me up in his arms and carried me upstairs into his room as soon as the was closed he whispered into my ear “Oh that's not a problem.”

This story is about how Joe Sugg met a fan and before he knew it, it was love