Having had your music channel open on you-tube for 4 or 5 years now, you had made quite a few friends that you would occasionally do covers with or even write originals with.
One of your long distance besties was Conor Maynard. Just last week, Conor had convinced you to come stay with him in London for a month. You two had never met in person and he wanted you two to bank as many cover videos as you could. Thankful for in-flight wifi, you text Conor that you would be landing within the hour.
*text*
Conor - *YES!! We'll meet you at baggage claim!*
You - *Meet you there! We?*
Conor - *Anna wouldn't let me pick you up without her. Prepare to be Koala'd like you've never been Koala'd before.*
Conor -*By Anna, not me...Maybe both...........okay me too.*
You - *Hahaha, ANNA! I cannot wait to finally meet her in person. I adore your sister.*
The overhead announcement to put your seat-belts back on was made and you started to get butterflies in your stomach.
You knew that Conor shared a place with his brother Jack and their friend Josh, so you would be meeting and spending time with quite a few new people. While your channel was more like Conor's, you still watched pretty much all of the buttercream videos. Joe and Josh were your favorites, but you were actually a little nervous to be around Josh for an entire month as you had developed a little crush on him.
You - *Just landed. Just waiting to get off the plane!*
As you made your way to the baggage claim area, you heard a squeal and then felt all of the air leave your body. Looking down, you saw Anna.
"ANNA!" You squealed squeezing her tight.
Conor walked up holding his phone up "I cannot believe I have to beeeee seen with these embarrassing nerds."
"Are you ever going to stop using the bee filter on snapchat??" Anna teased him.
"Yeah! Talk about embarrassing." You added, laughing.
Conor had been catching your conversation in snaps and turned the camera to him and faked some tears "do you see how they treat me?? So beeeelittleing"
You and Anna shared a look and then tackled him to the ground.
"I leave you alone for 5 minutes to find a parking spot and I find you rolling around on the ground in a public place. Shame on you, Conor." Josh walked up laughing.
Turning bright red, you quickly stood up. You helped Anna up and fixed your clothes. "Definitely all Conor's fault. I'm Y/n, nice to meet you." You reached to shake his hand.
"Oh, come on." Josh said, pulling you into a hug. "I know who you are. Are you kidding? Conor hasn't shut up about you since you agreed to come visit. I'm Josh, by the way."
"Lies, y/n. All lies." Conor said in his funny high pitched voice.
Laughing, you returned the hug. "I know who you are, too. You really thought you'd make it 60 hours?" You teased, walking to your luggage with Anna.
The car ride to their flat was awkward, but really funny. You and Anna sat in the back texting and giggling.
Anna - *Did you ever tell Conor you like Josh??*
You - *NO! Are you kidding me?? Neither of your brothers can keep a secret to save their lives.*
Anna laughed at my response making the guys up front ask what we were doing.
"Mind your business, Conor." She responded.
Anna - *He's going to figure it out. He's annoying, but he's smart, lol. Your face turned bright red when Josh walked in.*
You - *Fml, I know. SPEAKING OF JOSH, why didn't you warn me he was coming!? You brat!*
Anna - *Hahaha, I actually didn't know until we left, and then I thought I'd let him surprise you. Don't kill me.*
"Oh, I'm gonna get you back." You said out loud, laughing, causing Anna to laugh too.
"What the hell are you two on about?" Conor asked.
"Girl stuff." - Anna
"Periods." - You
"How often we wash our hair." - Anna
"Boys." - You
"Secrets." - Anna
"That's why her hair is so big.." - You
"It's full of secrets." You said in unison.
Josh and Conor went quiet and you and Anna started busting up laughing.
Josh joined in laughing a bit, but Conor just had a very confused look on his face. "You two are so fucking weird. How did I ever let you become friends?"
You - *Not a word about Josh. Promise??*
Anna - *Convince Conor to let me stay this week with you guys and your secret is safe with me ;)*
You - *Deal.*
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Once you guys picked up food, you headed back to the flat. You were supposed to be crashing on their couch, but that changed once you convinced Conor and their parents to let Anna stay with him for a few days. Conor decided that him and Josh would share Conor's bed and you and Anna would share Josh's bed. Neither of the guys wanted to share with Jack, teasing him about cuddling them in the middle of the night whenever they bunked together.
"Let me help you bring your bags to the room." Josh offered, grabbing your suitcase and Anna's bag. She shot you a knowing look before going to talk to Jack.
"Thank you. You didn't have to do that." You smiled, following him into his room.
"What kind of gentleman would I be if I made you carry them?" He smiled, putting the bags in front of the wardrobe. "The linens are newly washed and you guys can use anything you need in the bathroom. Towels are here." He said, pointing to a cabinet by the bathroom.
"Perfect. Thanks, again." You tried not to blush, but Josh was just being so damn cute. You realized you had been staring a few seconds too long and you knew your cheeks had to be red at this point.
"Let me know if you guys need anything else." He smiled and grabbed a few things to take to Conor's room.
Reprimanding yourself for being so awkward, you laughed, sighed, and fell back on the bed....and all of a sudden heard giggles.
"That bad, huh?" The very recognizable voice of Jack Maynard filled your ears.
"ANNNAAAA." You moaned, knowing she had just filled Jack in about your crush.
"I told you I wouldn't tell Conor, not Jack." She laughed. "Plus...he already knew."
Sitting straight up, you yelped "What?!"
"Come on, love. All it takes is a look through your Twitter likes. You've liked maybe 10 of my tweets, but at least every other tweet you like is Josh's. Even his stupid tweets that make no sense." He replied, laying down on one side of you while Anna laid on the other.
Laying back, you sighed. "Fuck my life."
Jack and Anna both laughed until Conor and Josh walked into the bedroom. "There you guys are. What's so funny?" Josh asked. You threw your hands over your face while the other two just laughed harder.
"Oh, God. Now Jack is in on it??" Conor whined.
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When you and Anna finally decided to turn in for the night, you talked for a few hours before actually getting in your pajamas and crawling into bed.
"I'm so glad Conor convinced you to fly all the way over here." Anna said.
"Me too. I'm beyond excited to work with your brother face to face and I'm so happy I finally got to meet you guys." You replied. "I really need to work on my poker face, though. I literally just stared at Josh when he was in here earlier. Awkward, much?"
She laughed in response. "You'll do fine. He really is a sweet guy."
"Thanks...and he is. I just hope I don't make a fool of myself in front of him." you laughed.
It wasn't long before you both fell asleep.
Late the next morning you were woken up by quiet mumbles and giggles. You and Anna had apparently cuddled close in the night and the boys were standing at the bottom of the bed laughing. Once you woke up, Jack threw himself on the bed, being obnoxious. "Wake up, lazy bones!"
"Fuck off, Jack." Anna mumbled.
"ANNA!" Conor and Jack scolded.
"Look who's talking!" you laughed.
After you guys all had lunch, you and Conor went to his studio area and started planning out your songs.
"So we have our list of covers, do you have any unfinished originals you want to work on?" Conor asked.
"Yes! Let me grab my song book. I have a lot of pieces started that I just can't do anything with." you replied, hopping up to grab your notebook.
When you returned, he was flipping through a notebook of his own. "Feel free to look through this. All of the finished pieces have a title at the top and the others are just one to a page." you said, handing him your book.
"Same." he switched notebooks with you. "I have to warn you, though. The last 10 or so unfinished songs in there are all depressing. Apparently my life goal is to bring back 2006 emo music." he laughed.
"Mine's not much better." you chuckled. "Most of the unfinished pieces in there are love songs."
After reading through each other's lyrics for about a half hour, Conor looked up with the weirdest look on his face. "Are you dating someone?" he asked.
"Nope! Single and actively avoiding mingling." you smirked at him.
He looked back down at the book only to look back up within a minute. "These are recent?"
"Yup. What's going on? Did I accidentally hand you my notebook filled with fan-fiction?" you joked. "I warned you they were all mush."
"They're just all about one person." Conor gave you a knowing look.
"How can you tell?" you stuttered. "I mean, what do you mean?"
"I knew it! They ARE all about one person. *Somebody's got a crush*" he sang the last part. "What dashing stranger has won the heart of the famous Y/n?" he said in one of his weird accents, continuing to read lyrics from your book.
When you didn't respond, he looked back up to find your cheek had gone bright red. "I'm just teasing you, love. Don't worry. I can keep a secret." he comforted you, looking back down at your notebook. All of a sudden his head flew back up. "Oh, god. It's not Jack, is it?"
The terrified look on his face sent you into a fit of laughter
"What would be so wrong with that?" Jack teased as he walked into the room with Josh and Anna. Jack sat on your lap, cheesin' it up. "Writing songs about me, love?"
"Oh, god." Conor let his head dramatically drop into his hands.
You were too busy laughing at the brothers to notice Josh's face drop, but Anna saw it. "Hey, we are going to the park to kick the ball around. You two in or are you still working in here?" she asked.
"I want to stay and work on some of these" you replied, smiling at her and Josh.
"Make sure you put a line in there about my muscles." Jack kissed your cheek, hopping off of your lap. "Come on, boys. I mean, boy and Anna." he said, marching out of the room.
"See you guys later." you called after them. Looking back up at Conor, he was still staring at you with wide eyes. "it's not Jack!" you finally put him out of his misery.
"Oh, thank god." he started laughing. "I was kidding, anyways. I know it's me." he struck a cheesy pose.
"Dream on, Maynard." you chuckled.
On the way to the park, Anna kept thinking about Josh looking bummed out when Jack sat on your lap. "Boys, we've got a long walk. We should play a game."
"What were you thinking?" Jack asked.
"Truth or dare?" Josh chimed in.
"No, I'm not doing anything stupid you guys dare me to do." Anna whined. "Never have I ever?"
"Yes!" Jack yelled. "I'll go first. Never have I ever crushed on one of my siblings friends." He looked straight at Anna.
"Ewwww, no!" She laughed. Josh laughed and shook his head no. "Never have I ever been caught by your parents with a person of the opposite sex." She added.
"I have" Josh and Jack said in unison. "I was really young, though. We didn't know we were doing anything wrong." Josh added.
"I wasn't." Jack laughed. "It was right before I moved out and a girl followed me from the bathroom to my bedroom and mom caught us and told us we had to come downstairs to play 'family games' just to embarrass me."
"That was why that girl played Uno with us? That was the most awkward thing I've ever experienced in my life." Anna laughed.
"Tell me about it." He replied.
They were almost to the park, so Anna decided to try for some info. "Never have I ever had a crush on one of my roommates friends." Anna asked, making eye contact with Jack.
"Not a crush, really, but Conor and Josh do have some beautiful friends." Jack answered. "You?" he asked Josh.
"Yeah." he very quietly answered trying to go into the next Never Have I Ever question.
"What was that?" Anna asked.
"Fuck. Fine. Yes. Yes, I have." Josh answered in a huff.
"Ooooh, touchy. Who?" Jack teased.
"That wasn't part of the question!" he replied. "Plus, I doubt she likes me."
"So this is a current crush?" Anna asked.
"Why are you guys so interested?" Josh's cheeks flushed.
"Well, if it's one of my friends I'd probably know if they like you." Jack said. "Plus, you're my mate. I'm a great wing-man."
"Nah, It's nothing serious." Josh responded, kicking the ball and chasing it into the park you finally arrived at.
"Do you think?" Anna asked Jack once Josh was out of earshot.
"I mean, it makes sense. He doesn't usually get this weird when I ask him about girls." said Jack.
"He looked proper sad when you sat on Y/n's lap. It's gotta be her." Anna ran after Josh.
"I guess we'll find out." Jack joined them in the park.
That night, when everyone had gone their separate ways, Josh and Conor were up in Conor's room just talking and hanging out. Conor had asked you to leave your book with him and he had a stack of post-it's to write more lyric Ideas down for a few of the songs he really liked. He was almost finished reading through your song ideas when he found a scrap page that had scribbles and doodles on it. Things like "Learn to play guitar better" and "fuck my life, what rhymes with 'strength'?" Conor laughed, being able to relate to the stresses of song writing.
At the bottom of the page were the letters "J.P." written out a few times in different swirly fonts. *Must be the guy she's writing about* he thought to himself. Turning the page, he saw the name Josh written out similarly and his head snapped up to stare at his roommate, sitting on his bed.
"How was the park?" he asked Josh.
"Good. We got rained out, but we played for a few hours." Josh replied. "By the way, I don't know how you deal with your siblings when they're together. They gang up on you."
"Don't I know it. What did they do to you?" Conor asked.
"We played Never Have I Ever on the way to the park and they were just relentless. Though I did find out that Anna has a boyfriend. Jack went mental." Josh laughed.
"I told her he'd freak out when he found out. She told me a few weeks ago. It's one of my mate's little brothers, so I'm not too worried." Conor tried to figure out how to ask Josh about anyone he liked. "What were they badgering you about?"
"Anna asked if either of us had crushed on a roommate's friend. Jack denied it, but I said yes." Josh reluctantly answered.
"Awwwwww." Conor teased. "Who do you like?!"
"Not you too." Josh huffed. "Come on, I don't want to say. I'm obviously not their type, so I'd rather just get over it."
"Don't say that. Loads of girls would go for you." Conor replied, feeling bad that he obviously struck a nerve. "I won't tease you. I promise. I was just genuinely curious."
"Thanks. I'm making Mikey and Jack go to the club with me tomorrow, if you want to join. I need a night out to clear my head." Josh invited Conor.
"After reading through a few of these songs, I think we're going to work really late tomorrow. I've felt pretty inspired the last few days to write and I don't want to lose it. I'll come pick you guys up after the club, though. That way you don't have to wait for an Uber." Conor answered.
"Sweet. Thanks. I'm going to call it a night." Josh started getting ready for sleep.
"Me too, actually. I think I'm too sidetracked to work on this tonight."
The next day was amazing. You and Conor had been shut up in his studio working on melodies and lyrics with Anna. She had started to show an interest in singing and music, so Conor let her sit in on the writing process. She actually helped a few times when you were too caught up on something to see the best answer. She would bring you snacks and drinks and finally around 8pm she made you guys take a break.
She put on Jurassic world and you all sat down on the couch under a blanket. About 40 minutes into the movie, Conor passed out and his head fell on your shoulder. Jack and Josh walked through the living room to catch an Uber with Mikey and Caspar and Josh saw you looking mighty comfortable with Conor.
"Have fun, boys!" you called out. "Remember to text us when you want to be picked up. We're getting ready to go back up to the studio soon, so we'll definitely still be up."
"Will do." Jack replied.
"Who knows? After tonight I may have to do the walk of shame tomorrow morning." Josh replied grabbing his jacket.
"Just let me know you're safe." You forced a smile as they left, making awkward eye contact with Josh.
Conor woke up when the door closed, popping up and yelling "I'm awake." leaving Anna and you in a fit of laughter.
You had left Anna to watch the rest of the movie and to wait for the food that was being delivered and you and Conor want back up to the studio.
"Love, you need to do something to clear your head. I would say take a shot, but we have to pick up the boys later." He laughed. "Ever since we came back up here your ideas have gotten more and more angsty."
"I'm sorry." you said, hanging your head.
"Don't apologize. I just want to help. What's going on up there?" he tapped you on the forehead.
"It's nothing. I think I'm just in a mood." you tried to laugh it off.
"What about?" He asked.
"Boys. Dumb, dumb boys." You were genuinely laughing at yourself, now. "We should take advantage of my angst and work on one of your emo songs." you joked.
Conor caught on that you didn't want to talk about it and decided to try to make you laugh. He stood up and starting singing lyrics to an old Hawthorne Heights song.
"Too emo! TOO EMO!" You were rolling laughing at this point.
Soon after that, Anna brought the food up and the rest of your night ended up back on track. You finished a song and had started another.
"Lets do another round!" Josh called to the boys.
"You're really in it to win it tonight, aren't you." Caspar replied, suggesting shots. "What's gotten into you?"
"He's caught up on a girl." Jack replied before Josh could answer. "He won't admit who it is, though."
"Is that why you wanted to go out tonight, mate?" Mikey asked. "Find yourself a distraction."
"Why don't I know about this?" Caspar asked, faking that he was hurt.
Josh just glared at Jack. "Because it doesn't matter."
"Go grab the next round, Josh." Jack handed him cash, watching him walk off to the bar.
"Who is it?" Caspar immediately asked. Mikey's face looking just as interested.
"I think it's Y/n, but he wouldn't say. He just said that they wouldn't like him back so he wants to get over it." Jack quickly said, trying to fill them in before Josh got back with shots.
"Awww, they would be cute together!" Caspar squee'd like a proud parent.
"I know! I just don't know how to get him to tell us that it is for sure her. I don't want to play match-maker and fuck things up if it's not." Jack saw Josh approaching their booth so he told the other guys to act normal.
"Yeah!" Mikey cheered when Josh put the drinks down. "To a good night out with the boys." he added, picking up his glass and tapping it to the other glasses.
"Amen, buddy." Josh replied, downing his 7th or 8th shot of the night.
2:30 A.M. and Conor finally got a text from the boys. "Either of you want to come with me to get those losers?"
"I'm in." You grabbed your sweatshirt, looking to Anna.
"May as well. I hate being here by myself." She joined you at the door.
Anna sat up front so she wouldn't have to share a seat with a drunk boy. "Hop in fellas!" she yelled to the boys once we arrived at the club.
Josh slid in next to you, with Jack following. Caspar and Mikey sat in the very back row. "Who is going where?" Conor called to the back of the car.
"If you don't mind, can you drop me off at my place?" Caspar asked.
"Not at all. We'll drop you off first." Conor replied.
"Did you guys have fun?" you asked.
"Yeah. Mostly just caught up with one another and drank. We drank a lot. I'm glad you guys picked us up because I don't think I could have worked my Uber app." Jack looked like he was half asleep already.
"How did your song writing go?" Josh suddenly asked, a drunk smile on his face.
"Good, actually. Thanks for asking." You smiled back at him. "Did you have a good night?"
"Yeah. Nothing special. Just hanging with the boys. Do we get to hear what you wrote?" Josh asked as we pulled up to Caspar's place.
Knowing that your first song was kind of inspired by the drunk boy sitting next to you, you were kind of nervous to have him listen to it. With blushing cheeks you responded, "Of course. Once it's finished."
"Bye guys. Thanks for the ride, Conor." Caspar called into the car. Jack joined Mikey in the back so that it was 2 to a row, and Josh laid down taking up the whole seat with his head in your lap.
"Too much to drink?" you asked him, chuckling.
"I can handle it." he mumbled.
You saw Anna look back and smile at the sight of you two. "Sure you can, buddy." She teased him.
Jack was giving Josh a hard time from the back seat. "Mate, you're gonna crush her. Or be sick. Whichever one comes first."
Josh attempted to sit up, but you put your arm over his side. "You're fine, hun. I'll wake you up when we get back to the flat."
Mikey jabbed Jack in the side, telling him to shut up.
You were totally fine with how the night ended up. Josh didn't go out with some random girl, you finished your song, and you were now running your fingers through his hair.
Your phone went off and you saw a picture Anna had just snapped of you two. You had to admit, it was quite cute.
When you pulled up to the flat, you rubbed your hand up and down Josh's side trying to wake him up. "Josh. Come on, love. You gotta wake up."
He sat up looking really confused. "Are we back?" he sleepily asked.
"Yes." you tried to keep a straight face. His hair was all over the place since you had been playing with it. "Lets get inside."
You tried to help him out, but he insisted on doing it himself. "I'm fine. I'm not that drunk." But when he practically fell out of the car, he admitted defeat.
"Come on." you laughed, putting your arm around his waist and pulling his over your shoulders. "I got you."
You and Anna decided to sleep on the couches, letting Josh sleep off his drunk in his own bed. You got him to the bed and started taking his shoes off. "Josh, do you need anything before you pass out?"
"I'm going to go get water in a minute" he replied with his eyes already shut.
"How about I grab you some water and some crackers and you stay here and change into some pajamas." You offered.
When you returned with some water, pain pills, and crackers he hadn't moved. "Josh, can you drink some of this before you fall asleep?" getting him to sit up for a second. "You don't want to sleep in your jeans, either."
He drank all of the water, but then he just laid back down. "Your phone is by your bed, okay? Can I get you anything else?"
He didn't respond, so you assumed he'd fallen asleep. Walking to the door, you heard him mumble something that truly sounded like "stay."
Turning around, you asked him. "What was that?", but the only response you got was a light snore. Feeling bad that he was going to be uncomfortable all night, you pulled his jeans off and left him to sleep in his T-shirt and Boxers. You tucked him in and made your way to the living room.
Anna had already fallen asleep on a couch, so you were free to write for a little bit. "Conor, can I grab my song book from you?"
"Of course. I'm actually going to write a bit tonight if you want to come up." He replied. He had actually been waiting for you two to be alone so he could question you about "J.P. and Josh".
"Perfect." you followed him up the stairs.
"Feeling inspired?" he asked, trying to keep a smirk off of his face as he handed you your book.
You blushed, feeling like he was trying to get information out of you. "Just don't think I'll be able to sleep, is all." You sat cross-legged on the floor and opened your notebook and it fell open on your trash page. When you realized that Conor had been through the whole thing and would have seen this page, your head shot up.
He had a full blown grin at this point. "Josh, huh?"
"Oh, fuck my life." you laughed, burying your face in your hands. "I cannot win with you guys."
"Awwwww, its true! Is that why you and Anna have been being so secretive??" he came to sit across from you on the floor.
"She told Jack, too!" you whined. "I just don't want to make things awkward. I'm in your flat for a month."
"It won't be awkward, love. Also, you two are fucking adorable. I saw the picture Anna took. You should tell him." he replied, opening his own songbook to find something to work on.
"NO! No way! Please don't tell him." you begged Conor.
"Hey, hey! Calm down, y/n. I would never break your trust like that. I just think it's really cute. He's a great guy." assuring you that your secret was safe.
"Thanks." you smiled back at him.
You guys wrote for another hour or so before finally crashing for the night.
The next morning, you and Anna were the first up. With it being almost noon, you decided to cook a full breakfast for the guys. Anna made toast and fried eggs while you made bacon, sausage, and hash browns. While the last pieces of toast were browning, you guys went to wake the boys.
You heard laughter coming from Jack's room and walked in to see Anna snap chatting Mikey and Jack spooning. You then went to wake Josh while Anna went to wake Conor.
"Josh?" You called, gently shaking his shoulder. "You have breakfast waiting for you in the kitchen."
Josh sat up, taking notice of what room he was in. "Why am I in my room? Where did you sleep?"
"You boys came home pretty drunk last night, so we figured you'd like to sleep in your own bed." You replied.
"But where did you and Anna sleep?" He groggily asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
At this point you realized he didn't remember anything from last night. "What do you mean? I slept in here, don't you remember?"
"Nothing happened, Josh. What kind of girl do you think I am?" You went on. "You do talk in your sleep, though. Apparently it was confession hour for you." You teased.
"Oh, God. Y/n please tell me I didn't say anything embarrassing..." He went quiet for a second. "Oh, shit! Did I say anything about you?"
"Josh, I'm kidding! Anna and I slept on the couches. Don't freak out, hun. Your secrets are still safe." You laughed. "I am intrigued what you thought you said about me, though. Put your pants on and come eat." You smiled and left the room.
"You were in there a long time, y/n." Conor teased when you made your way back to the kitchen.
"Shut it." You scolded. "He can hear you!"
"Morning, ladies." Mikey said, joining you at the counter.
"Morning, Lp." You replied, handing him a plate.
"I feel like I'm dying" Josh said, finally walking out of his room. "I don't remember anything after falling asleep on Y/n's lap in the car. Sorry about that, by the way."
"Don't apologize for being adorable." You replied, making Josh smile.
"It WAS really cute." Anna added. "I even took a picture. I'll send it to you."
"You guys went pretty hard, last night." Conor said. "Make sure to drink lots of water."
"I have an empty glass by my bed, so I assume someone made me drink some last night. Thank you, whoever that was." Josh replied.
"That would be your pillow over here." Anna said, pointing her thumb at you.
"The food is delicious, girls." Jack said, stuffing bacon in his mouth. "Josh, please tell me you've changed your mind about going out again tonight."
"You're going out again?" Conor asked.
"No. It was a dumb idea." Josh said. "Learned my lesson."
"No more distractions?" Jack asked, sitting next to Josh.
Josh immediately punched him in the arm. "Shut up."
You and Anna shared a confused look. "Anyone have any plans for the day?" Anna asked.
"Well, I think Josh and I are filming at Caspar's later." Mikey replied.
"I'm supposed to be at Oli's in a few hours." Jack added.
"Looks like we're writing again today", you smiled at Anna and Conor. "Also, Anna, we should bake a cake."
"YES! Conor, can you drive us to the store?" She looked really excited.
"As long as you share." He bargained.
"Deal." She answered.
Josh eventually made his way to Caspar's with Mikey. Anna had text him the picture of you and him in the car and he kept unlocking his phone to look at it.
"You alright, buddy?" Caspar asked his best mate.
"Yeah. Of course." Josh locked his phone, setting it on the table. "What are we filming today?"
"I wanted to film a new game I ordered but it didn't come in time." Caspar complained. "We can do a QnA or a Would You Rather video?" He suggested, trying to come up with ideas.
"Let's do Would You Rather, but like Jack has been playing it. You have to actually do the one you pick." Josh replied.
"Oh, man. I already did this with Jack!" Mikey whined.
"Okay, why don't you read off the questions then." Caspar suggested. "Let's write down a few each. Then we'll make sure we have everything for the game."
Doing his intro, he mentioned Josh and Mikey and explained why they were doing this instead of the video he had planned. "Okay, I'll go first. Mikey?"
"Caspar, would you rather eat a spoonful of coffee grinds or retweet every tweet Joe has written in the last month. Including replies."
"Oh, fuck my life. I'm going to look like the biggest weirdo." He said, spending the next 5 minutes retweeting a months worth of tweets.
"I'm glad you got that one." Josh teased. "Lay it on me Mikey."
"Josh, would you rather let Caspar text anyone from your phone or tweet your YouTube crush asking them out on a date?" Mikey read the paper.
Josh felt really stuck. "I guess I'll have Caspar text off my phone." He said, reluctantly handing over his phone.
"Ooooooo, who should I text??" Caspar squealed. Opening Josh's phone, he saw it open on his text with Anna. The picture of Josh laying on your lap was the last text he had received. "Well I guess that makes it easy to pick." He held the phone up to Josh, showing him he had seen the picture.
"Please don't text her." Josh begged, getting flustered. "Caspar, don't." He grabbed his phone back, walking away from where they were filming.
"Hey, Josh. We'll start that round over." Trying to calm Josh down. They teased him a lot, but Caspar loved Josh. He knew when things had gone too far. "I do want you to talk about it, though. Jack thinks you like her."
Josh sat down on the couch, looking at the picture. "That's funny because it seems like she likes Jack."
"If she does, I don't think he knows it. He wanted to try to hook you two up." Caspar said, sitting next to Josh. "You should just talk to her."
"Nah, she's going to be here for a month staying in our flat. I don't want to fuck it up." He said. "Can we film later? I'm not really in the mood anymore."
"Of course. I'll do a QnA with Mikey and we'll film something else later." Caspar said, grabbing his phone. "Oh, fuck me, I need to delete all of these retweets."
That actually got Josh to laugh a bit. "I'll see you later." He said, leaving Mikey and Casper to do a QnA.
Conor, Anna, and you were in the grocery store shopping for baking supplies.
"What kind of cake should we make?" You asked Anna, looking at all of the options.
"Well...Josh's favorite is chocolate." Conor said, grabbing a tin of chocolate frosting.
"You told Conor?!" Anna shrieked.
"Calm down, he figured it out." You laughed.
"Yeah, she's written his name in her notebook about a dozen times." He teased.
"Stooooooop. It's hopeless, guys." You said, reaching for the vanilla cake mix.
"Fuck off." Conor said, swatting your hand away from the box and grabbing the chocolate mix instead. "You know you're not about to give up. One, you're actually way out of Josh's league. So you have that going for you." He laughed. "And two, you've literally been writing lyrics about that boy. I'm not letting you give up on your muse."
"Just put the cake mix in the cart and shut up." You said, laughing. "Also, where's the wine in this place?"
"That's my girl." Conor cheered.
When you got back to the flat, you noticed Josh's keys on the table by the door.
"Lets bake the cake now so it can cool." Anna suggested.
Grabbing all of the ingredients, you started looking through the drawers for the wine bottle opener. "Found it!" you called, pouring yourself a hardy glass of red. "Okay, where are the mixing bowls?"
You and Anna were halfway through adding your ingredients and you were about halfway through your glass. "Oooo, you grabbed chocolate chips too!" Anna sounded excited, throwing them in the batter.
"Did someone say chocolate?" Josh walked into the kitchen, sitting at the counter.
"We're baking a cake!" Anna cheered, sneaking sips of your wine.
"And underage drinking apparently?" Josh laughed.
"I have done no such thing." She replied, sneaking another sip.
"Girl, your brother is going to kill me." you poked her in the side, making her giggle. "Would you like some wine?" you asked Josh.
"Yes, actually. That sounds great." he smiled at you.
Grabbing a second glass, you filled his and re-filled yours. "Okay, we need to add the eggs." you said, reading the back of the box.
"I want to crack the eggs!" Anna ran to to grab the carton.
"I thought you were filming at Caspar's, today?" you asked, sipping some more of your wine, feeling it start to relax you.
Josh took a hardy drink from his glass and replied. "Filming got a little stressful, so he's just going to do a QnA instead."
"That's a bummer. On the other hand, we'll have cake in about an hour." you held up your glass to cheers him.
"Cake makes everything better." he laughed, clinking his glass to yours. "This wine is really good."
"Red is best. Jack is always drinking white wine." you replied.
"I'll have to remember that." he said, topping off his glass.
Anna cracked the eggs and finished the mix. Once the cake was in the oven, she said she had to ask Conor something and left the room.
"How do you set the timer on this?" you asked.
Josh walked up to stand behind you and pointed over your shoulder to the timer. "How long?" he asked.
Feeling him stand so close to you with this much wine in you had your head spinning a bit. "Um...thirty minutes should be fine."
"three zero zero zero." he read the numbers out as he punched them in. "It's good to go."
"Thank you." you said, turning to face him.
"No problem." he replied, stepping back to lean on the counter. "What are you guys doing for the rest of the day?"
"Conor and I will eventually hole up somewhere to write, but I think we're just going to hang out for a bit. I know Anna wants to watch Conjuring 2."
"Mind if I join you for that?" he asked. "I didn't get to catch it in the cinema."
"Of course! We should try to pull the blinds and drapes so that it gets dark in here. We can put the movie on after we pull the cake out to cool." you replied, finishing your second glass of wine.
"I'll fix the windows if you go grab blankets." he smiled, finishing his wine, as well.
"Perfect." you left the room, glad to have a moment to yourself. grabbing the extra blanket off of Josh's bed, you climbed the stairs to Conor's room.
"What are you two doing in here?" you asked, startling both of them.
"You scared the shit out of me." Conor said, covering his chest with his hand.
"Well, if a tipsy person walking up stairs scares you, I don't know how you're going to survive the movie." you said, laughing. "I need to steal your second blanket. We're getting the living room ready for Conjuring 2."
"YES! I'm going to go make popcorn." Anna said, running down the stairs.
"Tipsy, eh?" Conor asked, patting the chair next to him that Anna had just left.
"Wine does wonders for the nerves." you laughed.
"I really do need to take you out one night. It's totally different than in America." he added.
"I'm in. I haven't been out dancing in forever." you replied, looking at his computer screen. "Have you been working on our songs??" you asked excitedly.
"Yeah. I was just letting Anna listen through a couple of the backing tracks." he said. "We'll go over them later, though. Let's go watch the movie."
"I'm really excited to work on those. I feel like I was stuck in writing some of them, but they're turning into great songs." you said, smiling at Conor.
"That would have nothing to do with the giant ginger downstairs, though, right?" he teased.
"Oh, shut it. I think it's just being here. Finally getting to spend time with you and Anna. Leaving my routine. Visiting a new city. I just needed to not feel stuck. Thank you for making me come out here." you hugged him.
"I'm glad you came." he replied, hugging you back. You two talked a bit before going downstairs. "Come on, you lush. I'll grab the other blanket."
Walking downstairs, you heard the timer start to go off. "Anna, can you grab the cake?" you called.
"I got it." Josh said from the kitchen, shutting the timer off and grabbing pot-holders.
"Thank you." You smiled at him.
"This smells delicious." he replied, putting the cake tin on a cooling rack and turning off the oven "The movie is ready to go, too."
When you got to the couch, Anna and Conor had taken each end, leaving the two spaces in the middle open. You sat next to Anna, throwing the blanket over your laps. "Come on, Josh. We're starting it."
"Coming!" he called, grabbing something before he left the kitchen. He joined you on the couch and you saw that he had filled his wine glass again. "Have any of you seen this?" he asked.
"I did. It was terrifying." you answered, watching the opening scenes. As you all relaxed into the couch and got comfortable, you and Josh ended up a little closer, your thighs and shoulders touching.
About half an hour into the movie, it starts to get pretty scary. The lot of you jumping at certain scenes and ducking your head to avoid watching others. During one particular scene, you had practically yelped and the other three got quite a laugh out of it. "Don't tease me!" you laughed, too. "I forgot about that part!"
"We're just giving you a hard time." Josh said, throwing his arm around you to shake you a bit. "We've all jumped."
"Just wait. It gets scarier." you said, looking up at him, grabbing his glass from him and taking a sip.
"We'll see." he left his arm around you, letting it drape over your shoulder.
For as nervous as you had felt around Josh, you felt really safe tucked into his side. Anna, being the sneaky photographer again, snapped a picture of the two of you.
"That was way better than I thought it was going to be. Sequels normally suck." Conor said, stretching and getting off the couch to turn on the lights.
"I agree. I still wish I would have seen it while it was in the cinema. They're always scarier." Josh replied, his arm still securely around you.
"It smells like cake." you guys heard Jack say from the door.
"Oh yeah! We need to frost it." Anna said, getting up and going to the kitchen.
"You can frost it. I'm comfortable." you said, pulling the rest of the blanket over to now cover you and Josh.
"Awwww, finally." Jack said, seeing you next to Josh.
Your eyes flew open and Josh had a confused look on his face. "What do you mean?" Josh asked Jack.
"Nothing." you quickly replied. "He's just being an idiot." you stared at Jack, standing up and joining Anna in the kitchen.
"What was that about?" Josh asked Jack once you had left the room.
"I just mean that I was glad you two finally...you know...talked or whatever. You looked cute all cuddled together on the couch." Jack said.
"That would be the wine. They didn't actually talk." Conor laughed.
"Aahhhh, well lets open another bottle." Jack joked.
"I'm not going to break Y/n's trust, but I can guarantee you Jack will, so I'm going to leave the room and let you two get on the same page." Conor said, joining you and Anna in the kitchen.
"What is going on?" Josh asked.
"Well, a few things. Caspar already text me, so I know you like y/n." Jack said, holding his hands up telling Josh to stay sat down and listen. "Also, the reason I've been trying to find out who you like is because Y/n likes you. Like, she's told me and Anna and apparently Conor."
"What?" Josh said, relaxing back into the couch.
"Yeah, so stop being a moody child and do something about it." Jack replied.
"I wasn't that bad." Josh defended himself.
"You said you might go home with a girl from the club right in front of her." Jack scolded him.
"Ah, fuck. I'm an idiot." Josh replied, standing up. "I'll make it up to her." he said, walking to the kitchen with Jack.
Anna had finished icing the cake and Conor and you had gone up to his room to start working on the songs.
"So, we were right." Jack said, walking up to Anna and stealing the frosting spoon.
Looking at Josh, she asked, "What are you going to do about it?"
"I don't know yet. I just found out she likes me." Josh replied.
"Well...Why don't you post this?" Anna held up her phone, showing Josh the picture of you two cuddled together watching the movie.
"That's a big move." he replied, getting a bit nervous.
"Josh, you already know she likes you. I think it's perfect." Jack added.
Downing the last bit of wine, Josh agreed. "Fuck it. Send it to me."
"I need to start charging for all of these photo shoots." Anna teased, texting Josh the photo.
Josh posted the photo on his Instagram with the caption "I'm not above using a scary movie as an excuse to cuddle with a beautiful girl."
"Damn, son." Jack said, patting Josh on the back. "That's slick."
"Even better, Y/n's phone is right here. She won't see it right away." Anna said.
"Perfect. Now lets go get something to eat before Conor sees it. I've had too much wine and not enough food." Josh said, grabbing his wallet and ordering an Uber from his phone.
"Lets get Chinese." Anna said, writing a note and leaving it next to the cake. "Be back soon. Josh, Jack, and I went to get food. We'll bring you something back. - Anna"
You and Conor had been going through the backing tracks he had made, tweaking and refining them. Conor got the notification that Josh had posted a picture and clicked on it. "I'll be right back." Conor said, running down the stairs. Seeing the note and your phone, he ran back upstairs.
"Are you okay?" you laughed, seeing Conor out of breath and looking a bit crazy.
"Two things." He said, handing you the note.
"Okay, they'll be back in a bit. And?" you replied, really curious where this was going.
"You should check your phone." He said, now handing you your phone.
"Oh, god. What did he post? Did they get in trouble?" you asked, opening the notification.
Conor watched your face light up and your cheeks turn red when you read what Josh wrote. "I'm not above using a scary movie as an excuse to cuddle with a beautiful girl." You started typing a comment on his photo and Conor looked over your shoulder to read it. "I'm not above playing up how scary the movie is to cuddle with a handsome boy."
"You two are disgusting." Conor teased, walking back to the computer.
Waiting at the "to-go" counter of the restaurant, Josh unlocked his phone and saw your comment. "Oh, shit."
Grabbing Josh's phone, Jack saw what you wrote. "See! I told you, buddy."
"God, I'm so awkward. I feel like a teenager that's scared to ask a girl to the dance." Josh replied, rubbing his hand over his face.
"That's kind of perfect, though. You're both awkward. It works." Anna laughed, grabbing the bags of food from the counter.
When they made it back to the flat, they brought the food into the kitchen. "I'll go let them know we're back." Jack said, going upstairs. "Hey, you two." He said, walking to stand between you and Conor's chairs.
"What did you guys bring?" Conor asked, saving his project.
"Chinese. Anna wants to eat and play games downstairs, so join us whenever you're ready." Jack replied. He started back down the stairs singing "Josh and Y/n, sitting in a tree..."
You both laughed, but Conor knew you were nervous. "Come on, love. You'll do fine."
When you joined the rest downstairs, you grabbed your plates and made your way to the living room. "Tonight is my last night here and I want to play games." Anna said.
"Sounds fun to me." You said, sitting next to her. "what do you have in mind?"
"We have board games, but I also want to play charades." She said, digging into her food.
"I'll text Mikey so the teams are even." Jack replied.
The evening went by without a hitch. You had eaten your dinners, had some cake, opened a few more bottles of wine, played some games, and filmed the charades for Jack's channel. You were grateful that you and Josh never got brought up. When the evening was winding down, you decided to get some air and went to sit on the balcony. You sat cross-legged on the floor, flipping through your songbook and reading over some notes Conor had left you. "How are you doing out here?" Josh asked, walking out onto the balcony.
"Hey! I'm good. Just enjoying the night air." You smiled up at him, closing your book.
Seeing you flip your notebook closed, Josh apologized for interrupting you. "Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I'll leave you to it." He smiled and started walking back inside.
"Oh, no!" You replied. "I was just reading through what Conor had written. You're totally free to stay if you'd like."
"You don't mind?" He asked, hesitating at the door.
"Of course not, silly." You said, patting the spot next to you.
"Hold on." He said, ducking inside and coming back out with a blanket. "It gets quite chilly out here this late." Josh sat next to you and threw the blanket over your laps.
"Thank you." You said, leaning back against the wall.
After a few moments of comfortable silence, Josh blurted out "I'm sorry if I've been an ass."
Turning to look at him, you couldn't help but laugh. "What do you mean?"
"Let me explain." he said, leaning back against the wall. "I've had an innocent little YouTuber crush on your for a while. I never thought much of it until I actually met you in person." He paused, turning to face you for a moment before continuing. "When I realized I had actual feelings for you, I got a bit jealous of your relationships with Jack and Conor."
"Josh, they're friendships. And Jack flirts with everybody." you laughed.
Chuckling himself, Josh continued. "I know, but I was still jealous." He turned to face you again. "I really like you and I know you're probably way out of my league, but I'd really love to take you on a date."
"Josh, I'm not out of your league. And I've liked you for quite a while." you replied, opening your notebook to your trash page. "look."
Josh laughed, seeing his name and initials scribbled in your notebook. He started teasing you. "You really like me, you want to kiss me, you want to hug me...." he continued on, both of you laughing.
"Alright, alright. Give me a break." you replied, leaning on his shoulder. Josh put his arm around you and pulled you to snuggle into his side. "I vote we call this our first date. We've had wine, food, fun, and now we're cuddled up outside enjoying each others company in this beautiful weather."
"I think we can make that happen." he replied, pacing a kiss on top of your head.
You looked up at him and pulled him into a sweet and gentle kiss before snuggling back into his side. You both sat there in comfortable silence for about a half hour, just enjoying being together. When Jack walked out onto the porch, he hopped up on the wall and "awww"d the two of you, seeing you asleep tucked under Josh's arm. "Good job, buddy. Did you finally talk?"
"Yeah." He replied looking down at you. "I'm an idiot. I should have talked to her straight away."
"I tried to get you to talk!" Jack laughed. "I knew she really cared for you and I didn't want to try and hook you two up if you didn't feel the same."
"I definitely do. She's only here for a month and I feel like I've already wasted so much time." Josh replied, tucking your hair behind your ear.
"It's not like we don't travel all the time. You'll make it work, buddy." Jack encouraged Josh.
"I know." Josh smiled.
"Well Conor's gone to bed and Anna is asleep on the couch. You may want to wake sleeping beauty." Jack said, hopping down off of the wall.
Josh waited for Jack to go inside and then he tried to wake you up. "Y/n." He said, running his hand up and down your arm.
"Sorry." You said, sitting up and taking in your surroundings. "I'm exhausted."
"Anna and Conor are asleep and Jack's headed there. We should probably go inside." He said.
"I agree." You said, standing up. "Where did Anna crash?"
"Couch. You can have my bed. I'll go join Conor." He said, grabbing the blanket and following you inside.
"I can take the other couch. You don't need to give up your own bed." You replied, going up on your tip-toes to kiss Josh's cheek.
"No way. I'm not taking a bed if you have a couch." Josh argued.
"Well then, fancy a cuddle buddy?" You asked, tucking Anna in with the blanket.
You turned around to see a sleepy smiling Josh. "Sounds good to me." He replied, following you into his room. "I'll go change in the bathroom. You can get ready for bed in here."
When Josh returned, you went to wash your face and brush your teeth in the bathroom. Walking back into his room, you saw him laid down in the bed with his eyes closed. Worrying you would wake him, you gently crawled in on the other side and turned the lamp off.
"You're too far away" you heard Josh say before feeling his arms snake around your middle and pull you to him.
Giggling, you replied. "I thought you had fallen asleep."
"Just waiting for you, love." Josh kissed your hair and snuggled into the pillow behind you. "Sleep well."
"I definitely will." you replied, letting the rhythm of Josh's chest rising and falling lull you to sleep.
The next morning you woke up with Josh's head laying on your chest and his leg thrown over one of yours. You looked down and stared at the sleeping ginger and couldn't help but smile. Checking the time on your phone, you saw that it was almost noon. Clicking on a text notification, you saw it was from Anna. "I came in to say bye, but I didn't want to wake you. I'll make sure to come down from Brighton again before you leave. :) Or I'll make Conor and Jack bring you up. I'll leave you with this." Her text was followed by a picture of you and Josh cuddled together in his bed.
Running your fingers through his hair, you tried to wake Josh. "Josh, wake up." Josh just snuggled his face into your chest a bit and continued to sleep. Your laugh is what ended up waking him up. "Comfortable?" you asked.
Sleepily he looked up at you, realizing that he was laying on you. "Sorry." he said, starting to roll away.
"No you don't." you said, pulling him back to you. "You can stay." you started running your fingers through his hair again. "It's just almost noon and I'm starving."
"Mmmm, I am too, but you're so comfortable." Josh replied, practically purring as your drug your fingers through his hair.
"We can cuddle again after food." You said, your stomach growling.
"I'd love to be selfish, but your tummy is yelling at me." Josh laughed, rolling out of bed. "Let me go see if anyone else is awake."
Watching him walk out of the room, you couldn't help but have a moment of "this is real". You stayed laying in the bed with your eyes closed for a moment before standing up and changing into fresh clothes.
Josh walked back in without making any noise and caught you mid change. "Shit, I'm so sorry!" he said, turning back to the door.
Startled, you jumped and turned and then started laughing. "You scared the ever livin' out of me." you called after him. "Josh, you can come back in."
Shyly he crept back through the door. "I didn't mean to intrude." he said, watching you pull jeans and a sweater on.
"It's your room, nerd. You're good." you said, going up on your toes to kiss him. "Anyone else awake?"
Circling you in his arms, he responded. "They're both just waking up. I kind of want to leave the flat for food."
"Coffee shop down the street?" you suggested, leaning your head against his chest and slipping your arms around him.
"Perfect." He replied. "Let me get changed and we'll tell the boys to meet us there."
"I'll let them know." you said, kissing him and leaving the room.
After letting the guys know, you walked back towards Josh's room and heard him talking to someone.
"That's perfect, thank you. I'm going to wait to book a ticket back. I'm hoping the person I'm visiting will want me to stay a while." Josh said into the phone.
You peeked around the corner of his door frame and saw him blush when he realized you had heard him booking a ticket to visit you. He ended the call telling the customer service rep to have a nice day.
"Plan on visiting someone?" You asked with a smirk on your face.
"I mean. There's this beautiful girl in America I'm hoping won't mind sharing a bed with me for a while." He grinned, pulling you to sit in his lap on the bed.
"Well I hope she says yes." You pecked his lips with a chaste kiss.
"Me too." Josh said with an adoring look in his eyes. "Because I just can't accept that this ends when you fly home. I don't want to let this go."
"Don't worry, Josh." You smiled, putting your hand on his cheek. "You can share my bed anytime you want...even if you do snore."
"Hey!" Josh said, faking hurt. "I don't snore."
You got up laughing and walked out to where the guys were waiting. "Oh, you definitely snore."
"Looks like you two got on well last night." Conor said.
"We did." You replied, grabbing Josh's hand when he caught up. "Even tho this one snores like a mad man."
"I do not!" Josh retorted, leading you both out of the flat.
"I thought it was bad watching them pine over each other." Jack said sarcastically. "Now we have to live with the married couple for 3 more weeks."
Conor cracked up laughing. "Oh, you better prepare yourself. That's going to last a hell of a lot longer than 3 weeks."
"Yeah yeah." Jack laughed, following them out of the flat.
*pop* The bubble you had blown with your favorite bright pink bubble gum popped, echoing through the flat.
"Truth or dare." Caspar called out. "Earth to Joe! Truth or dare." Everyone laughed, the group all being a few drinks in.
"Shit, sorry. Umm, truth." Joe answered, his cheeks going a bit pink.
"Last time you had a wet dream?" Conor shot out.
"Oh, fuck me. Dare! I pick dare!" Joe laughed. *Pop* you popped another bubble.
"Oi, you picked truth!" Jack replied.
"Last week." He admitted, his eyes watching your lips form another bubble. "I had a dream about one of my friends."
"Who was it?" Mikey laughed. Joe was too busy watching you blow bubbles to hear him.
"I think it's obvious." Oli chuckled.
"Oh, shut up, guys." you laughed, Joe finally snapping out of it. *pop*
"What?" he asked, looking around.
The boys all bust up laughing, Caspar patting Joe on the back. "Nothing, buddy. Your turn to ask someone a truth or dare."
"Oli. Truth or dare?" Joe asked, his eyes still on your lips.
*Pop* "Dare", Oli replied.
"What did you pick?" Joe asked, his face turning to face Oli.
"You're so drunk." Josh laughed. "He said dare."
"I've had two drinks!" Joe replied. "Dare, yeah? I dare you to tweet your crush." *pop*
"Oh, fuck me." Oli drug his hand down his face. "Fine, but I'm getting you back."
"Sure, mate." Joe laughed, grabbing Oli's phone to look after he posted the tweet.
"Y/n!" Oli smirked. "Truth or Dare?"
"Dare." you smiled. *pop*
"I dare you to kiss your good buddy Suggy over there." Oli pointed at Joe.
Joe's head shot up and he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. "Don't make her..." Joe started, but you interrupted him.
"I don't mind." you smiled at Joe, noticing his eyes drop to your lips again.
"No?" He asked, scooting towards you.
"Definitely not." you reached up and placed your hand on Joe's cheek.
Joe shot forward and smashed his lips against yours. You were more than happy to make-out with Joe, but you didn't expect him to be so eager. When you finally pulled apart, you ducked your head, embarrassed that the two of you had gotten so caught up in the moment in front of everyone. Your friends cheered and teased the two of you until you made your way back to your separate seats.
"Oh, grow up." you laughed with the group. "Jack, truth or dare?" you continued on a few rounds.
"Oh. My. God." Conor said during a lull in the game, everyone looking to see what he was reacting to. Following his line of sight, you saw Joe. A giant pink bubble growing in front of his face.
*Pop* The noise echoed through the flat. "What?" he asked, oblivious to why we were all staring at him. "What did I do?"
You could feel the heat creep up your cheeks, knowing your face was bright red. "Nothing, love." you laughed, reaching in your purse and grabbing another piece of your favorite bright pink bubble gum.
Stumbling out of your room, you found the source of the noise that had woken you up. "Josh?" you asked, wiping the sleep from your eyes.
"Sorry. Did I wake you up?" he asked, standing by the door. He had his keys in his hand and he was fully dressed. That would have been normal except it was 4 in the morning.
"I heard a banging. What's going on? Are you okay?" you asked, still half asleep.
"I'm okay. Just heading to Caspar's. Gotta get an early start today." he answered, opening the door.
"Oh." you replied, a bit confused. "Okay. Just be safe." you turned to go back to your room. "Text me when you get there?" you added, catching him before he closed the door.
Smiling at you, Josh nodded his head and left.
You had been living with the boys for a little over a year and you couldn't have asked for better roomies. Everyone was really laid back, there were always people in the flat laughing and having fun, and since you could cook, the boys took care of most of the chores. You definitely had a thing for your tallest roommate, but you had decided to keep it to yourself. Best not to ruin a great thing.
Over the next few months, you had heard Josh slipping out of the house at weird hours more than a few times. You assumed he was hiding a girlfriend, but after it came out in a video that Josh would sneak to Caspar's when he had a nightmare, you started to wonder if that's what you were catching him doing.
One night when all of the boys were over, you decided to talk to Caspar about it. "Anyone need anything from the kitchen?" you asked the group after Caspar had gone in there to make another drink.
Making your way to the kitchen with a few drink orders, you walked up to Caspar. "Casp?"
"Holy shit! Y/n, you scared me." Caspar laughed.
"Sorry." you giggled, helping him clean up the tonic water he had just spilled. "I have a question, but I didn't want everyone hearing." you continued, starting on the drinks.
"Shoot, buddy." Caspar said, leaning back on the counter and sipping his drink.
"Have you and Josh been filming really early in the morning?" you asked, not getting an answer. Caspar looked like he was thinking about his answer, tilting his head to the side and biting his lip. "Or is he really having nightmares?" you continued.
Caspar nodded, taking another sip of his drink. "He doesn't get them all the time, but he's had quite a few, lately." Caspar sighed, making sure no one was coming into the kitchen. "He doesn't like being alone when he has a nightmare, so he comes and tries to go back to sleep at mine."
"Why doesn't he just tell one of us?" you asked, sad that someone you'd gotten so close to was suffering in silence.
"He's probably embarrassed. Especially to tell you. He feels like he's supposed to be the big, strong man of the house" Caspar replied.
"Having nightmares doesn't make you weak." you frowned.
"Maybe you should ask him about them." Caspar said, walking up to put his arms around you. "I know he cares about you, a lot. He might open up."
It had been a few weeks since you had last caught Josh sneaking out, but at about 4:30 in the morning you could hear him moving around and then the jingle of keys. Walking into the living room, you saw him sitting on the couch, ready to leave, staring at his phone. "Come on, Caspar." he mumbled, waiting for Caspar to text him back, not knowing you were in the room.
"Hey." you said, letting him know you were there. "You okay?"
"I'm good." He smiled up at you. "Just heading over to work on stuff at Caspar's." Walking over to the couch, you sat down and leaned your head against his shoulder. "What are you doing?" he laughed, putting an arm around you.
You didn't answer him. Instead, you grabbed the remote and put a movie on. Pulling the blanket off of the back of the couch, you threw it over the both of you and snuggled back into Josh. He didn't ask anymore questions, but you saw him text "Never mind" to Caspar. He kicked his shoes off and stretched out on the couch, wrapping his arms around you. The both of you fell asleep less than a half hour into the movie. Josh didn't bring it up later. You didn't want to make him feel uncomfortable, so you didn't bring it up either.
The next time you caught him after a nightmare, he was just pacing in the living room. "Wanna talk?" you asked, walking into the room .
"About what?" he replied, rubbing his sleeves over his eyes.
"About the fact that you aren't getting any sleep?" you said. "And I know you aren't going to Caspar's. He's on tour."
Josh stood there and hung his head. His eyes were puffy like he'd been crying. "I don't want to talk about it." he replied. "I'm sorry I woke you up."
"That's alright, love. You don't have to talk." you said, walking up to him and pulling him into a hug. "Come on." you said, grabbing his hand.
"What are you doing?" Josh asked.
"We're going to bed." you replied.
"I'm just being stupid, y/n. I can go back to my own room." Josh argued.
"I'm not going to get any sleep knowing that you can't sleep." you replied, crawling into your bed.
"I'm sorry." He apologized again, climbing under the covers.
Sensing how uncomfortable Josh was, you made sure there was space between the two of you on the bed, but he wasn't falling back asleep like he did on the couch. "Josh?" you said, about a half hour into the silence.
"Yeah?" he replied, looking over at you, sniffing.
You reached over and wiped his cheeks clear of tears. "Come here, sweetheart." you lifted the blanket and opened your arms.
Josh immediately snuggled into your chest, wrapping his arms around you. "I'm sorry." he repeated his words from earlier.
"Josh, please stop apologizing. You didn't do anything wrong." You slowly ran your hand in circles up and down Josh's back, feeling his breathing start to even out. Eventually you heard his little quiet snores.
You didn't actually go back to sleep that night. Instead, you laid there holding your friend. Whenever Josh would start to talk or fidget in his sleep, you'd run your fingers through his hair, calming him back to a peaceful sleep.
"Good morning." you smiled down at a very confused Josh. It was still pretty early for any of you to roll out of bed. "How'd you sleep?"
After looking around, Josh remembered why he wasn't sleeping in his bed. "Better than I have in a while." he said, a small embarrassed smile on his face as he started to untangle his legs from yours.
"I'm glad." you replied. "You don't have to leave."
Josh looked up at you and nodded, laying his head back down against your chest. After a moment, Josh blurted out "I've been having nightmares."
"I know, love." you replied, running your fingers through his hair. "You don't have to talk about them, but know that I'm here if you want to."
You felt Josh nod against your chest. "Last night..." Josh started, clearing his throat. "Last night I had a dream that uh...someone called me for help but I couldn't find them." He continued. You could feel his arms tighten against you as he told you about his nightmare. "And I just kept hearing them begging me to help, but I couldn't find you and I started panicking and when I woke up I couldn't breath..." Josh started talking faster, letting it slip that his dream was about you.
"Hey, calm down." You wrapped your arms around him and held him tight to you. "I'm fine, love. I'm here, safe with you. You don't need to worry."
Josh didn't reply. He scooted up, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. When you felt Josh's lips press a kiss to your skin, you let out a small gasp. Josh slipped his arms under you and rolled the two of you over so that you were laying across his chest. "Lets go back to sleep." he said, leaning down to kiss the top of your head, pulling the blanket to lay over the two of you.
Surprisingly, you hadn't heard Josh waking up in the middle of the night for the last few weeks. One night, you could have sworn you heard your door open and close. Creeping into the hall, you walked straight to Josh's room. "Josh?" you whispered into his dark room.
"I knew I was going to wake you up." He said, standing up and walking to you.
"Everything okay?" you asked, feeling him pull you to his chest.
"I was just checking on you." Josh replied. "Just a bad dream."
"You should have come in, love." you said, feeling around for his hand to pull him back to your room.
Instead of following you, Josh pulled you back to his bed, sitting down. "Stay?" he asked. Pulling you to stand between his legs, he wrapped his arms around your middle. "Please?"
"Of course." you replied, ducking down to press a kiss to his forehead.
The two of you never talked about the fact that you slept in the same bed more often than not. You never asked him about the kiss. The two of you had fallen into an innocent routine, but everyone else assumed the two of you were dating. You avoided talking about it because you didn't want to lie and say that you didn't have feelings for Josh. In fact, your feelings had only grown since you first caught him sneaking over to Caspar's.
One night that you had opted to just go to sleep together in your bed, you woke up to Josh talking in his sleep. "No. Please. Where are you?" It was obvious he was having a nightmare so you tried to wake him up.
"Josh. JOSH!" You rolled over and shook his shoulder, startling him awake. "You're having a bad dream. It's not real."
"Y/n?" Josh sounded surprised, putting his hands on either side of your face. You went to answer him, but you were interrupted by his lips crashing against yours. Josh pulled away, looking up at you. "I'm sorry. I just..." Josh started apologizing.
You shook your head and met his lips with yours, again. Josh sat up, pulling you to straddle his lap and hiding his face in your neck. "Why are you having this nightmare, love?" you asked, holding Josh tight to you.
Pulling his face back to look at you, Josh took a deep breath and tried to explain. "Every time we go out I see all of these guys that I don't know and don't trust talking to you and dancing with you. I'm scared you're going to go home with someone and I won't be there to keep you safe."
"Sweetheart." you said, pulling him back to you. "You're going to make yourself sick worrying. I'm never going to go home with someone else."
"You will eventually." Josh replied, his voice sad.
"Josh, I've actually been caught up on the same guy for about a year." You confessed. "I'm not going to go home with someone. I promise." Josh scooted you to the bed and went to leave. "Where are you going?"
"I wouldn't want to get in the way." Josh said with a bit of snark.
"What are you talking about?" you asked, standing up to follow him.
"I should sleep fine knowing you've got someone else to keep you safe." he said, closing your own door in your face. You heard him close his door.
*Well, no better time than the present* You said to yourself, slipping out of your room and walking to Josh's. "Josh?" you said, knocking.
"Go to sleep, y/n." Josh replied.
Taking a deep breath, you opened his door. "Josh, can we.." you started.
"I'm an idiot. I should have known you'd find someone else." Josh interrupted you, sitting up on the edge of his bed.
"You're not an idiot, love." You said, walking towards him.
"I always fall for people that don't fall for me." He replied, his head hanging between his shoulders. "Just go to bed. I don't want your pity."
Lifting his chin, you pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. "I don't pity you." you said, lowing yourself down to sit in his lap. "And I didn't fall for someone else." you continued, wrapping your arms around his neck and running your tongue over his bottom lip, trying to deepen the kiss.
Josh hesitantly placed his hands on your sides, parting his lips and allowing your tongue access. When you finally pulled back, you rested your forehead against Josh's.
"I guess I am an idiot." Josh laughed, pulling you to lay back on the bed with him.
"How so?" you asked, laying against Josh.
"I just should have talked to you about it a long time ago." He replied, pressing a kiss to your lips.
" I could say the same." you smiled against Josh's lips.
"at this rate, we're never going to get back to sleep." Josh chuckled.
"I can think of a few things to pass the time." you replied, pulling Josh's lips to yours.
Request - Hello! Idk if you're still taking requests, but I think you write great smut and I was wondering if you could write a smut imagine with Joe Sugg. I'd really appreciate it if you did because I think you're one of the best writers on tumblr, and if you can't/don't want to write it, thanks anyways for just being a great person!❤️
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"Joe friggin' Sugg!" you said, throwing your arms around him when he answered the door. "I'm so glad you're back! How was the tour?"
You had gone over to Joe's the day after he got home from the Hit The Road tour. He was one of your best friends and it had been ages since the two of you got to hang out.
"I'm glad to be back." He replied, squeezing you. "It was good. Really good, but It's nice to be home."
"I bet. Nothing like sleeping in your own bed." You followed Joe into his house. "Find any romance on your journeys?"
You and Joe always shared your one night stand and hook-up stories. "No, sadly." He dramatically frowned and dropped his shoulders.
You couldn't help but laugh. "I don't believe that for a second."
Laughing, Joe replied. "I actually didn't have any time to myself at all on this trip. We were always busy doing interviews or driving or just too exhausted to go out."
"Well I'm sure Mr. playboy will find time now that he's home." You teased him.
"I haven't even had a wank in my own house." Joe laughed, making the two of you some drinks.
"I can leave if you'd like some alone time." you teased, taking the glass he was handing you of whatever cocktail he had mixed. Taking a sip, you made a face. "One of those nights?" You said, noting how strong the drink was.
"Definitely one of those nights. I need an us night." Joe said, tapping his glass to yours and pulling you in for another hug. "Also, I hear you went out on a date with Jack."
"Is that what he told you?!" You questioned him, the two of you making your way to the couch.
"And I quote 'I finally convinced Y/n to go out with me and she didn't even let me pay for dinner.'" Joe said laughing.
"He said he needed a date for a premier! I didn't know he actually wanted to go out." You said shaking your head.
"So you would have still gone if you knew?" Joe asked, trying to sound nonchalant, taking another sip of his drink.
"No way. I love that kid, but he's like my little brother" you answered.
"Good. I would have pummeled him if he did anything to hurt you." Joe said, throwing his arm around you and turning on the TV.
"Oh calm down, macho man." you laughed, leaning into Joe.
The two of you spent the rest of the evening catching up. Towards the end of the night, the movie Friends With Benefits had been playing in the background and it had caused your mind to wander a bit. You and Joe had never done anything too sexual together, but you cuddled all the time and you had definitely seen each other naked. You'd even shared a few drunk kisses on nights out at the club, but you'd never let yourself think that the two of you could date. Being snuggled against your very attractive friend, you couldn't help but get a bit turned on while you watched the explicit scenes play on the screen.
Your thoughts were interrupted by Joe. "We should head to bed. I'm falling asleep."
"Works for me. Am I staying in the guest room?" you asked, hoping maybe you'd have a little bit of alone time to take care of yourself.
"No way. You can't leave me alone." Joe laughed, kissing your cheek and pulling you up off of the couch.
"Oh, alright. I'll come cuddle." You smiled at Joe. You were hoping to release some tension, but you definitely loved cuddling with your best friend.
After getting changed into night clothes, you climbed into his bed. "I think I'm going to take a quick shower." Joe said, walking to the bathroom that was connected to his room.
Teasing your best friend, you called out "Have fun touching yourself!"
Joe laughed, but his cheeks turned bright red.
When he finally closed the bathroom door, you realized you had a few minutes to yourself. 'May as well give it a go' you thought, snuggling under the covers and slipping your fingers under the fabric of your panties. You had been turned on for about an hour, so when you slid your fingers between your folds, you were already soaking wet. Starting to slowly rub your fingers in your usual pattern, you tried to pull up your 'go to' spank bank fantasies in your head...but all you could think about was Joe. 'I can definitely work with this', you thought, sliding your other hand up under your shirt to gently tease the skin of your breasts. You were currently picturing Joe in the shower. The hot water rippling down his incredibly fit body. His moans as his hand stroked his impressive girth.
Joe had just moaned your name in your little wank fantasy when you heard him actually say your name. "Y/n." Joe called, peeking around the bathroom door.
Being startled back to reality, you quickly pulled your hands out from under your clothing and scrambled to look like you weren't doing anything dirty, you looked over at the bathroom door.
Joe had definitely just caught you. His mouth was hanging open and his eyes were wide. "Y/n." he said again.
"Shit." you cursed, sitting up in the bed. "I'm so sorry, Joe. I should have just waited until..." but you were interrupted by Joe.
"I was going to ask you to get me a towel" Joe pointed at a stack of towels right by the bed. "But I think I'll come get it myself." He said, walking out of the bathroom naked and dripping wet. You couldn't help but look him up and down. You noticed that he was, in fact, completely hard. "I uh, tried taking a cold shower, but it didn't work, so maybe I should take a page from your book and just take care of it."
You didn't speak, but you nodded a yes to Joe. You didn't know what he had in mind, but you were down with pretty much whatever he wanted to try.
He was standing by the bed when he finished drying off with the towel. "Can I watch you?" he asked, leaning down a bit to gently meet your lips with his, his fingers circling his erection.
"Yeah." you replied, a bit breathless.
"By the way, you were making irresistible noises when I caught you." Joe said, throwing the blanket that was covering you to the other side of the bed.
"Fuck, I didn't even realize." you answered. You were left in just your panties and one of Joe's shirts.
"I watched you for a few seconds. I had decided to just go back into the bathroom and do the same thing, but then I heard you moan my name." Joe continued, separating your legs and kneeling between them. "What were you thinking about?" he asked, leaning forward to kiss you again.
"Just you. In the shower." you answered, lifting Joe's shirt over your head and tossing it to the ground.
"I love that you were thinking about me." Joe said, looking you up and down. "You're gorgeous, y/n." Joe's hand was slowly pumping up and down his dick. His other hand started playing with the waistband of your panties. "I want to watch you get off."
"I was imagining you jerking off in the shower." You smiled at Joe, laying back down and lifting your hips so you could pull off the last piece of clothing that you were wearing. Setting your feet back down on the bed on either side of Joe, you let your legs fall open, your fingers sliding down your body to continue where you left off.
"Fuck." Joe muttered, his eyes watching your every move.
Watching Joe was incredibly hot and you could feel the burn starting to build in your lower stomach already. "Joe, why did you try to take a cold shower." you asked, wondering what got him turned on in the first place.
"I uh. We were watching those sex scenes. And I could um... I could smell your perfume and feel your body heat." Joe answered, half moaning. "I've always thought you were sexy." he added.
"Me too. You, I mean. And the movie. I was turned on the whole time." You switched hands to give your other one a break.
"Y/n." Joe moaned, leaning forward. He put one hand on the bed by your waist to hold up his weight. "I want to know what you taste like." he said, looking at the hand you had just been pleasuring yourself with.
That definitely got to you, your fingers quickening their pace. You lifted your wet fingers to Joe's lips and slowly slid them into his mouth one at a time.
"You're delicious." Joe said, sucking every one of them clean.
"Fuck, Joe." you moaned. You could feel your orgasm quickly building.
Joe knelt back on his knees and started stroking himself faster. "I'm almost there." he said, looking down at you.
You threw your head back on the pillow, feeling your climax starting to ripple through your body. "Joe." you moaned, continuing to slowly tease yourself with your fingers while your other hand ran over the naked flushed skin of your torso. "oh fuck." you said, your body jumping a bit every time your fingers brushed over your now too sensitive clit.
"Jesus, y/n." Joe panted, his body thrusting into his fist. Leaning forward to hold his weight over your body, he groaned your name and came, his cum falling in little lines across your tummy. "Fuck." he panted, trying to catch his breath.
Your chest was rising and falling quickly as you tried to catch your own breath You slid two of your fingers through the mess he had left on your skin and slowly lifted them to slide them past your lips. Sucking them clean, you pulled them out of your mouth with a pop, Joe watching every move you made. "You don't taste too bad yourself, Sugg."
"Holy shit, y/n." Joe said, letting his weight fall to lay on top of you.
"That was the best orgasm I've had in a long time." you laughed, gently tracing patterns into the skin of Joe's back.
"Can I confess something?" Joe asked, once the two of you had calmed completely down.
"Shoot." you answered.
"I've wanted to ask you out for a long time." he said, burying his face in your neck.
"Did the whole 'lets not ruin our friendship thing' stop you?" you asked, having felt the same way.
"Yeah, but I have a feeling our friendship isn't going to be the same now anyways." he laughed, lifting his head to look at you.
"I think not." you laughed, leaning up to capture Joe's lips in a kiss.
"Can we try being an us?" Joe asked before deepening the kiss.
"Definitely." you answered, smiling against his lips. "On one condition."
Holding his weight on his elbows, Joe looked down at you. "And what would that be?" he asked.
"That we shower." you laughed. "You left me all sticky."
Joe snorted and rolled off of you. "Deal." he said, pulling you out of the bed and to the bathroom.
request - I was wondering if maybe you'd be up to writing a fanfic where Jack's a personal trainer? I've been craving it for such a long time lol. No pressure though, just thought I'd ask :)
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"Y/n!" The gym manager called out.
"Hi! That's me." you said, walking up to the desk.
"Hello. Welcome to our humble abode." The manager joked. You had picked this gym because everyone was so nice. There's nothing worse than trying your best and feeling judged for it. "It looks like we have you paired with Jack for your personal training sessions."
"Awesome. I'm excited to get started." you replied.
"Just wait here and I'll go grab him." he said, leaving you to stand at the counter.
Looking around, you tried to identify the sections of the gym. You could see a pool through a glass wall and an area with rooms for yoga and spin. A group of women at your work had all made a group pact to keep each other accountable to eating healthier and going to the gym and you were kind of excited.
The manager walked back up with a gorgeous blond. "Hi. I'm Jack." he said, reaching his hand out.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Y/n." you replied, shaking his hand.
"Well, I'm going to give the two of you some time to go over your goals and your game plan. It was nice to meet you. Feel free to ask for either of us if you ever have any questions." The manager interjected and then walked back to his office.
The two of you sat down and went over why you wanted to join the gym. What your goals were. How much time you wanted to dedicate. What your fears were. Basically, Jack needed to know how and how much to push you without discouraging you.
The first two weeks had gone great. You worked out with Jack twice a week and worked out on your own twice a week. It didn't hurt that Jack was hot. He was also really hands on, so you were definitely motivated to show up for your sessions. You could feel yourself getting stronger, but your clothes were fitting the same. Every week at work your work out group would take turns weighing themselves and sharing stories from their work-outs. A few of you hadn't lost more than a pound, but a few of the girls had lost 6 or 7 pounds. While you physically felt better than you did two weeks ago, you couldn't help but be discouraged that you hadn't lost much weight.
"Hey, Y/n!" The manager called, currently working the front desk at your gym. "Weren't you here this morning?"
"Yeah, just getting in some more cardio." you smiled, walking to the girl's locker room. This week you had been ignoring Jack's instructions to take a few rest days and instead had been spending time on the treadmill. You figured the more cardio you got in, the better.
The next personal training day, Jack had pushed you a little harder than the first three weeks. Running his hands under your arms, he corrected your form. "We'll slowly step up your sets and we'll add some cardio in the pool to switch it up." he said, walking you back in the direction of the locker room. He had asked if you were okay a few times during your session. Your muscles were sore from running so much, but you didn't want to tell him you'd been ignoring his schedule. Who knows, if you kept it up maybe you'd be the kind of girl Jack would date.
Over the next few weeks, you continued to push yourself too hard and had even started skipping lunches at the office. "I have too much work to do." you'd say when someone asked if you'd taken a break. During the last few weight ins, you'd been happy with your numbers but you didn't feel great anymore. You were always hungry and always tired.
"Three more, love." Jack said, standing by the weight machine. "Y/n. Y/n!"
Jack was sounding further and further away and then all you remember was waking up in Jack's lap. "THAT'S COLD!" You squealed.
Jack had dumped your water bottle over your face trying to wake you up. "Hey, hey. Stay down." Jack said when you tried to immediately stand up, his arms stopping you from leaving. "What is going on with you?" he asked.
You looked up at Jack's concerned face and couldn't bring yourself to confess. "I just didn't feel that great today. What happened?"
He stared at you for a second before answering. "You passed out, love. I think you should stay away from the gym for a few days. Make sure you get better." Jack pushed your wet hair out of your face.
"I'll be fine, Jack." you said, breaking eye contact.
"You're paying for my advice, y/n. You need a break." Jack said, helping you stand up.
"I said I'm fine." you interjected, cutting him short. You grabbed your water bottle and quickly walked to the locker room. After changing and grabbing your bag, you went straight to your car. You still felt super lightheaded, so you decided to just sit in your car for a bit.
After what you thought was only a few minutes, you were woken up by a tapping on your window. "Y/n." Jack said, trying to wake you up.
"Jack, what do you want?" you asked, rolling down the window, seeing his face fall a bit more. You also realized it was now night time.
"Drop the 'I'm fine' facade, y/n." Jack said quietly. "I'm just worried about you." He leaned his arms on your door.
"I'm a grown ass woman. I AM fine." You said, not making eye contact.
"My boss already told me you've been in here running every day, sometimes twice a day. You're making yourself sick, love." Jack said, reaching in your car to turn your face towards him. "What's going on?"
You hated that you had been found out. Looking into Jack's baby blues always made you get butterflies in your stomach, but right now you were just embarrassed. "I don't want to talk about it." you replied, ducking your head again.
"Nope. Not an acceptable answer." Jack pulled the lock up and opened your door. "I'm starving and my favorite pub is across the way. We're going to go talk over good food and shitty beer." He held his hand out for yours.
"Right. Like I'd drink my carbs with my personal trainer." You said, standing up without grabbing his hand.
"Damn straight you're going to drink your carbs. You're going to eat them, too." Jack said, closing your door once you stood up. "You obviously haven't been listening to any of my advice."
"I've been being as good as possible." you replied, following Jack out of the parking lot.
"Exactly. I told you take breaks and to have cheat days. You can't run on empty forever." Jack said.
When you got to the pub, Jack ordered two beers and two burgers. "I can't eat that." you said, fidgeting with your shirt.
"You can and you will, love." Jack replied, pushing your beer towards you. "Now tell me why on earth you've been running yourself into the ground?"
"I haven't been." you answered, holding the beer but not drinking it.
"That's bullshit and you know it." Jack replied. "You're acting like it's normal or healthy to drop weight like you have. Especially when you originally told me you were just interested in feeling better. I do this for a living, y/n. I know when someone is letting their thoughts screw with their health. Now take a drink of your beer and talk."
Feeling a few tears fall down your cheeks, you took a big drink of your beer. "There's, um. There's a group of us at work. And uh, we were encouraging each other and doing weigh ins and I just wasn't doing as well as them." you said, not making eye contact.
"Well first, it's dumb to weigh yourself when you're building muscle. It weighs more than fat and you're going to discourage yourself." Jack said, moving to sit next to you instead of across from you. "And second, those groups are only good if they aren't a competition. You have no idea what they're doing to lose weight. They could be starving themselves or taking diet pills or just naturally have a fast metabolism."
"It doesn't matter." You said, drinking more of your beer. "I should be able to do this."
"Do what?" Jack asked. "There's nothing wrong with you. You started this to feel better and somewhere along the way you forgot that."
"I didn't forget that." You replied. "I just decided I'd rather look better."
This made jack laugh. "Y/n, there wasn't anything wrong with how you looked. You're a gorgeous woman." He said, finishing off his beer.
"Sure." you said, leaning back in the booth.
"Y/n, when you walked in, I specifically asked to be assigned to you. You can ask my boss." Jack said, fidgeting with his empty glass.
Turning to face him, you gave him a look. "Bullshit. I've seen the other woman that work out at that gym."
"Love, they've seen you too. Everyone is way harsher on themselves than they are others. And I did ask to be your trainer. I saw a beautiful, vibrant, happy woman walk in and I wanted to get to know her." Jack replied, smiling over at you.
The waiter walked up with your burgers, interrupting your conversation. You pulled the top of the bun off and grabbed a knife and fork to eat the rest of the burger.
"Y/n, just eat the fucking burger!" Jack laughed, stealing your silverware.
You couldn't help but laugh, too. "You're so obnoxious." you said, putting the bun back on your burger and taking a big bite. "God, this is delicious."
"I told you." Jack said, digging into his food. After ordering two more beers and eating in comfortable silence, Jack cleared his throat. "So I know it may be inappropriate to ask since I'm your trainer, so please tell me if I need to just shut up, but I would really love to take you out on an actual date."
He caught you totally off guard, but you could see that he was actually nervous. He was quite cute when he blushed. "That's not a question." you smiled over at him.
You saw his face light up, turning in the booth to face you. "Will you go on a date with me?" He asked.
"I think I could make some time." you laughed.
"You should have plenty of time since I don't want to see you back in the gym for a week. You need to let your body rest and heal, love." Jack said, putting his arm around your shoulders.
"Fine, fine." you leaned into Jack. He was finishing off his second beer when you added, "Does bedroom cardio count?"
Jack sputtered beer all over the table and the two of you. Grabbing a napkin and cleaning up, he laughed. "I think I could allow a little bit of that. You know, I'm here if you want some hands on assistance."
"I mean, I am paying for a personal trainer." you laughed, leaning back into his side.
Request - I SEE YOUR TAKING REQUESTS!!! I'm so excited!!!! I know you're going to be amazing! May I request one where your newlyweds with Conor? And it's super fluffy! I know you're going to be so great!!!!
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You didn't mind. You really, really didn't. In fact, your life had been a lot less stressful after deciding that you and Conor would keep your relationship private. You didn't have to deal with hate. You didn't have to duck paparazzi when you went out in public without Conor. You definitely didn't regret it.
That being said, it had been 4 years. You occasionally felt a little bummed you couldn't tell the world how much you loved him. You were always introduced as part of his management or his personal assistant or just a friend. There had even been rumors that you and Jack were dating. The two of you had just returned from your honeymoon and you were catching up with all of your friends/family.
"So how are you going to plan your big reveal?" Your mom had asked through your Skype video session.
"Mooooommm, stop. We haven't even talked about it." you replied.
"I know you've wanted to go public for a while, so i assumed you would after the wedding." she continued.
"I promise I'll talk to Conor about it later. I just don't want to immediately stress us out straight after our Honeymoon. Lets ease back into the real world." you said, saying goodbye and ending the conversation.
You didn't know it, but Conor had been listening to your conversation with your mom. He didn't know that you had wanted to go public. Conor had hated that he couldn't bring you to events and show you off to his fans. He kept it private because he thought that's what you wanted. After listening in on your conversation, he started planning.
Conor immediately set about texting your friends and family. He wanted any pictures and videos of the two of you that he could get his hands on.
"Hey babe, I need to run over to Joe's." Conor said, walking in the room while you were skyping your best friend.
"Okay, love." you said, kissing Conor when he leaned down into frame.
"Hey Conor!" your friend said, waving.
"What's up? When are you going to visit us? You know Jack always likes when you visit." He winked at the camera, sitting on your lap for a minute.
"Now that you're back, I'll try to come up sometime this month." she answered. You were grateful all of your friends and family got along. "And your brother likes when any girl visits." she laughed.
"Well I'll leave you two to it." Conor kissed you again before leaving.
He couldn't work on his next cover with you in the flat, so he had text Joe asking if he could set up his recording equipment in his house.
"So you're going to tell everyone?" Joe asked with a big smile on his face.
"Finally. I wish I would have just told everyone like 3 years ago, but now that we're married I'm done hiding it." Conor replied, figuring out where he was going to set up.
"I'm glad. You two are perfect for each other. I don't think you'll get as much hate as you thought you would." Joe said, helping Conor. "And I'm glad I get to post some footage that I couldn't show before since the two of you were snogging in it."
"I'm married. I'm really married." Conor laughed. "In every one of our 'most likely to' videos I always get the 'last to get married' card, but I'm fucking married." Conor had a massive smile on his face. He sent you a text telling you he'd be home really late.
"It's got a good ring to it." Joe laughed. "I'll start sorting through the pictures and clips and I'll leave you to record. Let me know if you need anything." Joe grabbed Conor's phone to start downloading what your friends and family had sent him.
"Thanks." Conor replied. "You have our wedding videos, right?"
"Yup. Oli sent me everything." Joe smiled at Conor.
About 12 hours later, Joe and Conor were working on making the clips and pictures fit the length of the song. "I think it's perfect." Joe yawned.
"I just hit upload." Conor sleepily smiled at his friend. "I just need to write the description."
"It won't finish uploading for at least an hour. Go home before you write it. I don't want you falling asleep in the car." Joe said, moving his laptop to the table. "You'll just have to log in from home to make it go live."
"Thank you so much." Conor said standing up.
"Just leave all of the equipment. You can get it later." Joe hugged his friend.
When Conor got home, he opened his lap top and started writing the description.
"Hello everyone. I would like to introduce you to Y/n. Some of you know her as my assistant. Some people think she's my manager. Some of you even think she's sleeping with my brother haha. Well none of these are true. If you already watched the video, you'll know that Y/n is now my wife. That's right. Conor Maynard actually convinced someone to wake up next to his ugly mug every day. I know that some of you are going to be mad that I didn't share any of this earlier, but when I met y/n I knew I would do absolutely everything I could to keep our relationship happy and healthy. She is the most important person in my life and I know that you will all love her once you get to know her. I picked this song because it's the song we danced to at our wedding. Y/n, I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. You keep my life in order and you make me a better person. We both know I can't stay serious for more than 5 minutes at a time without cracking a joke, but I will always be there for you. I know this whole thing is sappy and I promise your regularly scheduled programming will continue, but I needed to share this part of my life with everyone.
Y/n, meet everyone. Everyone, meet my wife."
Conor made the video live and joined you in bed.
"Hey." you sleepily said, rolling over to snuggle against Conor. "Finish whatever you were working on?"
"Yup." Conor replied, wrapping his arms around you. "It's perfect." he said, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your head. "I want you to see it tomorrow."
"Of course." you replied, nuzzling your face into Conor's chest.
"Goodnight, beautiful." Conor said, yawning, but you had already fallen back asleep.
When you woke up, you kissed a sleeping Conor on the cheek and rolled out of bed. You had gotten used to waking up before him. When you went to grab your phone you saw a note stuck to the screen. "Don't open your phone yet. Go into the living room"
"Well this is weird." you chucked, looking over a Conor peacefully sleeping. "What have you been up to?"
Walking down the stairs you saw more post-its on the wall.
"Good morning, beautiful"
"I love you so much"
"I can't believe I ended up with someone so amazing"
Walking into the living room, you saw Conor's lap top on the coffee table with another post-it on it. "Open me". Inside was a post-it that said "Play me".
Clicking play on the video titled "Thinking Out Loud" you watched bits of your 4 year relationship play on the screen. Ed Sheeran's "Thinking Out Loud" played in the background as you watched you and Conor dancing around like idiots at his parents house with his brother and sister. Conor pranking you. The first Christmas Conor spent at your parents house, opening presents and kissing under the mistletoe. Proposing to you on a secluded beach where you took your first trip alone as a couple. Pictures you and your friends had taken but never posted on any social media. A funny video of the two of you singing "final countdown" at a karaoke bar. You and Anna being caught having a food fight in the flat's kitchen when you realized you had mixed the cake batter wrong. And finally, clips from your wedding. Your friends sharing their toasts and the two of you sharing your first dance as husband and wife.
When the video ended, you wiped the tears off of your cheeks and started scrolling through the comments. There, of course, were mean comments, but you were surprised at how many people just seemed to be happy for the two of you. Closing the lap top, you walked back upstairs. Unlocking your phone, you were overwhelmed with texts and voicemails from your friends and family all telling you how cute Conor's video was and how happy they were for the two of you.
Crawling back into bed, you snuggled up against Conor. "Hey" he croaked, wiping the sleep from his eyes. "Good morning."
"Good morning, husband." you smiled up at him. "Thank you." you said, kissing
"Did you see it?" He asked, slipping his arms around you and rolling the two of you over.
leaning up to kiss Conor, you nodded. "It's beautiful." you said, pulling him to rest his weight against you. "It's perfect."
"I'm so happy you liked it." Conor said. "I finally get to tell people you're my wife." Conor ducked down to kiss you again.
Walking through the club, you could feel people's eyes on you. It wasn't because you were wearing anything provocative or because you were the prettiest girl in the room. It was your height and your walk. You didn't mind being tall and you absolutely loved to rock a pair of heels on a night out. They were one thing that made you feel unstoppable.
"What can I get you, gorgeous?" the bar tender asked you.
"Jack and Coke, please." you replied.
You didn't know it, but a group of guys not 10 feet from you were talking about you. "Josh, if you stare any harder she's going to feel it." Jack teased, smacking Josh's arm.
"I wasn't staring." Josh shot back, turning to purposely look away from you.
"Buddy, its obvious you were staring at her. You've been watching her since she walked in." Caspar laughed, throwing an arm around his best friend.
"Just go talk to her." Joe joined in, already drunker than the rest of the boys. Jack and Josh had pretty high tolerances, but the rest of the boys were lightweights.
"She's got to be here with someone." Josh said, finishing his drink.
"Well you need a new drink, anyways. Just go talk to her." Jack shoved Josh towards you.
"I'm sorry." you heard behind you after someone stumbled into your back.
You turned to tell them it was fine, but all you saw was a tall red head walking away from you. "No problem." you said, watching him walk back to his friends and shove one of them. Grabbing your drink, you walked back to your friends.
"Find a friend?" your bestie asked, stealing your drink.
"No? And go get your own." you tried to grab it back.
"Nope. Here." She handed you cash. "Go get another one."
"Fuck you guys." you laughed, turning back around to see the tall ginger ordering another drink.
Hearing him order a Vodka tonic, you dramatically shivered. "Blech." When he looked over at you startled, you leaned on the bar and smiled up at him. "Vodka is disgusting."
Josh laughed. "Well what did you order? You seemed to finish it quickly."
"I didn't. My friend stole it from me." you turned to the bar tender and asked for another Jack and Coke.
"Whiskey? Surprising." Josh shot back.
"Better that Vodka." you nudged his shoulder with yours.
"Hey, it's done me well." Josh laughed, looking over at his friends. They were making obscene gestures at Josh. Pretending to hump the air and such.
"Your boyfriend over there seems to miss you." you laughed, pointing at a blond guy. Jack immediately stopped being an idiot, scratching the back of his neck and looking the other way.
"Would you believe me if I said I've never met them in my life?" Josh laughed. "He's the one that shoved me into you earlier."
"Ah, I turned around to talk to you, but you left me." you replied, handing the bartender the cash and grabbing your drink.
"Put that on my tab, actually." Josh said, telling you to keep your money. "Consider it my apology for my friend pushing me into you."
"Well, thank you for the drink." you replied, going up on your toes to leave a kiss on Josh's cheek. "...but tell your friend thanks."
Josh watched you walk back through the club to your friends. "Strike out, buddy?" Jack asked, walking up to the bar to order another drink.
"I don't think so." Josh answered, downing his drink and walking towards your group of friends, leaving Jack at the bar.
"Hello handsome." One of your friends said to Josh when he walked up to your group.
Josh blushed and then looked over at you. "Come dance?" he asked, holding out his hand for yours.
"Absolutely." you replied, handing your drink to your friend and following the tall ginger boy.
Pulling you to the middle of the crowded dance floor, Josh turned and ask you "What brings you out tonight?" The two of you starting to move in sync with the music.
"I just needed a night out." you replied, moving closer to Josh. "You?"
"It's my birthday." Josh said, his fingers playing with your hair.
"Is it now?" you smirked up at him, closing the last little bit of a gap between the two of you. "Well, Happy Birthday" you said, leaning up a bit to meet your lips with his.
Josh smiled against your lips, his fingers gentry caressing each side of your neck. "Thank you. It's been a good one, so far."
Looking over his shoulder, you could see his friends being obnoxious again and it made you laugh.
"What?" Josh smiled down at you.
"Your boyfriend is taking pictures of us." you laughed.
Josh was a bit frustrated with his friends. "I'll tell them to fuck off." he said, glaring at his friends.
"Hey" you said, reaching up to turn Josh's face back to you. "I don't care." You shook your head before pulling him in for another kiss. "Ignore them."
Breaking the kiss, Josh was twirling your hair between two of his fingers. "I just don't want my idiot friends scaring you away before I convince you to give me a shot."
"We all have idiot friends." you laughed. "And I'm definitely giving you a shot." You ran your hands up his chest, letting him pull you back into another kiss.
The two of you had a few more drinks and danced for the next hour. Josh was pretty hammered when you first ran into each other, and now he was giggly, touchy feely, drunk.
"Hey!" One of your friends came up to you yelling. She told you that your other friend was sick and that your group was going home.
"Awww, I don't want you to leave." Josh said, slipping his arms around your waist.
"I don't want to go either." you smiled up at your drunk dance partner, placing your hands on either side of his face. "You put my number in your phone, so you better call me."
Josh nodded and pulled you into another kiss.
"Lets get you back to your friends." you grabbed Josh's hand and walked him back to his group.
"Aayy!" The boys cheered when the two of you walked up. "The hottest couple on snapchat." Jack slurred.
"So that's what you were doing." you laughed, turning to Josh. "Have a good night, birthday boy." you said kissing him one more time before you had to go take care of your friend. The boys all cat called the two of you.
"Be safe." Josh replied, pulling you into a proper hug and pecking you on the lips one more time.
Riding in the cab on the way home with your two friends, the awake one asked you how your night went. "So who's the mystery man?"
"I don't actually know his name." you laughed, realizing that he probably didn't know yours either. "I put him in my phone as Birthday Boy." The two of you laughed.
When you finally made it home, you snuggled up in your bed and pulled up your texts. "Made it home. I had a great time. I realized after I left that I don't actually know your name, lol. Well, I hope you have a great night, love. xx - Y/n"
The next morning you woke up to a text from your tall ginger. "I had an amazing night! And my name is Josh :) Y/n is a beautiful name. I think I'm going to keep you in my phone as "Whiskey Girl" though. We're all going out for lunch, do you want to come? xx"
"I'm in! When and where?" you replied. You really were going to have to thank his blond friend for shoving him into you.
Request - "So I brought this up on another page because I didn't want to be awkward but you saw it anyway. Can you do a curvy tattoo girl and Josh one shot? You kind of got me thinking about it and it so needs to be written"
Request - "Weird request? I never ever ever read the "Are you clean?" "Have you been checked?" conversation in fanfiction and it's an important one. Maybe work it into another request? Love you!"
"Great. Fucking great." Joe collapsed to the floor in a dramatic fit. Of course he was playing it up for the cameras.
You, the buttercreams, and about 12 other you-tubers had all been flown out to L.A. for a sponsored event and somehow Josh, Joe, and you were left without your luggage.
"Oh, get over it." Caspar teased Joe, dipping down to film Joe's pouty face as he laid there on the airport floor next to the carousel.
"So, they said the bags won't get here until the day we leave. I told them to keep them at the other airport." Josh informed the two of you.
"Well, I need to shop." you laughed, pulling Joe up off of the ground.
"I don't want to." Joe whined.
"Josh? want to go hit up a few stores while they check into the hotel?" you asked.
Caspar and Josh were supposed to room together and you and Joe were supposed to room together.
"I'm in. I only have the outfit I'm wearing." Josh answered you.
"Have fun, you two. Don't get in too much trouble." Joe said, winking. You loved Joe, but you wanted to smack him. Last week you had drunkenly confessed that you had a crush on Josh. You and Josh were always cuddly, but he had been that way with other friends, so you didn't know if it meant anything. Joe had tried to convince you to tell him, but you made Joe swear he'd keep it to himself.
"Oh, fuck off, Joe." you replied, laughing.
Caspar pointed two fingers at his eyes and then at you. "We're watching you."
"Dad, you're embarrassing me in front of my friends." Josh joined in, shoving Caspar. You laughed and walked out of the airport.
You and Josh split from the group, taking an Uber to a mall. At first, the two of you split and went to different stores, but you were having a hard time finding a replacement dress for a party you were all going to, tonight. You had found a few pairs of jeans, undies, another bra, and a couple shirts/sweaters, but dress shopping was your nightmare.
"I got everything I need." Josh said, walking up to you with two bags.
"I'm almost there." You sighed, telling Josh he could Uber back or sit in the food court.
"I'll come help." he replied, pulling you into a store with windows full of dresses.
"You really don't have to endure dress shopping with me." you sighed, walking to a rack full of dresses.
"I don't mind." he smiled at you.
You were on your fourth dress when you had had enough. You sat down on the middle of the dressing room floor and sighed. "Fuck this." you were beyond done.
Hearing a knock, you shot up. "Almost done."
"Take your time." Josh replied. You thought it was a sales person, but Josh was standing on the other side of the door. "I was just checking on you."
You opened the door and hung your head. "I think I'm ready to quit looking. I'll make Zoe help me later."
"No way." Josh said, stepping into the dressing room. "Have you tried all of these on?"
"Yes." you sighed. Josh looked you up and down and made a weird face. "Seriously?" you laughed. "I know I'm a train-wreck. I don't need your judgy stare."
Josh laughed. "No, I just don't know why you picked that dress. It's not you at all."
"Okay, fashionista. Go pick one." you pointed out the door, reluctantly telling him your size. You were comfortable with your size, but you knew that most of the YouTuber girls were skinnier than you and situations like this always made you uncomfortable.
A few minutes later Josh knocked again, lifting three options over the door. "Try these." he said, leaning against the door.
Surprisingly, you liked all three of them. The first one didn't really fit right, but the second one looked promising. "Hey, can you zip me up?" you asked, unlocking the door.
"Yup." Josh replied, joining you in the dressing room again. "Holy shit." Josh said, zipping the dress up. "You have way more tattoos than I thought."
"Oh, yeah. I forget about the ones I can't really see." you laughed. "Everyone can see my arms, calves, and the top of my chest, but most of my back is done. I have tattoos up my sides, legs and across my stomach and hips, too."
Josh watched you smooth your hands over the fabric of the dress in the mirror. "You look great."
You turned around and threw your arms around him. "Thank you so much. I hate dress shopping and I was seriously ready to wear pajamas to the party."
Laughing, he put his arms around you. "Glad I could help. Let me unzip you and then we can go eat."
Your cheeks flushed. Why was it completely platonic to zip the dress up, yet awkwardly sexual to unzip it? "Thanks." you said, turning so he could reach the zipper.
When you finally made it to the hotel you found out that Joe had switched rooms with Josh. Joe and Caspar had already unpacked in the same room, leaving you and Josh to share. "They always do this." Josh said, unloading his shopping bags.
"They think they're so funny." you replied, unpacking your small carry-on bag. Thankfully you had packed your toiletries and make-up in that bag so you didn't have to repurchase everything.
"Jokes on them." he laughed. "We're the better roommates."
"Damn straight." you replied. "Mind if I shower first? I'll leave my shampoo, conditioner, and body wash in there for you to use."
"Go ahead." he replied, sorting through his small carry-on bag. "My toiletries were in my main bag, so I'm going to go to the front desk for a razor and toothbrush."
"Remember to take a key!" you called out, starting the shower.
The party was amazing. You got to catch up with some of your friends and with the vlogging cameras out, everyone was on their goofiest behavior. As the night was winding down, you decided to cut out of the party earlier than the rest. Your room had a hot tub right outside and you had been waiting all night to use it.
"Where are you going?" Joe drunkenly slipped his arms around you.
"I'm going to go relax in our hot tub." you hugged your very drunk friend. "You guys have one too."
"Caspar's already been in ours." Joe laughed. "Alright, love. Have a good night." Joe kissed your cheek.
"You too, hun." you replied, sneaking away to your room.
When you got back to your room you realized you hadn't bought a bathing suit, yours being packed in your luggage that never made it. "Well, fuck it." you said, stripping out of your dress. You took your make-up off and threw your hair up and walked out the back doors in your bra and underwear.
After sitting in the comfy bubbling water for about 5 minutes, you heard the back door open again. "Hey!" Josh called, wearing his party outfit still.
"Hey" you called back, slipping a little further down into the water. "I'm surprised you left the party."
"Everyone's leaving. Most people are too drunk to function and the others are taking care of their drunk friends." he laughed.
"Ah, makes sense." you laughed. "Joe was snuggly drunk when I left, so I'd say he's 1 or 2 drinks away from waking up spooning with Caspar."
"I'm glad they switched rooms, then." Josh replied.
"True. I'm in a perfectly relaxed state of drunk." you closed your eyes and leaned back against the hot tub wall.
"I had a few too many." Josh laughed. "Mind if I join you?"
"Not at all. Fair warning, I'm in my skivvies." you laughed.
"Oh, yeah! Shit. I forgot to grab swim trunks." Josh replied. "Hey, at least we'll match." he said, going back inside to change.
When he slipped into the hot tub with you, the two of you sat in comfortable silence for a bit just enjoying the water and the beautiful weather outside.
"Can I see your tattoos?" Josh asked.
"I mean...Yeah, I guess." you said, your hands instinctively covering your stomach. "I, uh. Just. I'm not..."
Josh could see how nervous you got. "Hey, calm down. You don't have to show me if you're uncomfortable." he said, swimming forward to pull you into a hug. Like Joe, Josh always got more touchy feely when he drank. You definitely didn't mind.
"I don't mind you seeing them. Just don't judge me for being squishy." you laughed, calming down a bit.
Josh laughed. "Y/n, I have no problem with you being 'squishy'" he used air quotes.
You stood up in the hot tub, the water coming to the tops of your thighs. "You really are covered." He spent about 5 minutes looking at certain tattoos asking what they meant. "What does this say?" he pointed to a section of script you had on your ribs. He'd turn you to the light coming from inside so he could see each one.
When you turned around so he could see your back, Josh was pushing the band of your bra up so he could see the full tattoo. "Can I unhook this for a minute?" He asked.
Folding your arms over the front of your bra, you nodded your head. "Go ahead."
"Y/n, these are beautiful." he said, unclasping the back of your bra and tracing his fingers over the line-work.
"Thank you." you replied, shivering after standing in the cool air for a bit too long.
"Sorry, you're probably freezing." he apologized, putting his arms around you and pulling you down into the water.
"And half naked." you added, still holding the front of your bra to your chest. Your back was laying against Josh's chest and you could feel his arms around your middle.
"Well I don't want you to be cold, but I don't mind you being naked." Josh laughed.
You could feel your cheeks heating up. "It sounds like a pick-up line, but can you help me with my bra?" you smiled back at Josh.
Josh just stared at you for a second before turning you to sit sideways on his lap. "It's completely dark outside, now. You should just throw it over onto the porch so it will dry."
You couldn't tell if this was Josh being practical or flirty. "I have a dry bra in our room." you said, adjusting your arms.
"Come on. It's just me." Josh said, tracing his fingers over one of the tattoos that covered your collarbones. You shivered again and this time it definitely wasn't the cold. "How do you have the goosebumps in a hot tub?" Josh laughed, continuing to move his fingers over your skin.
"I'll tell you when you're older." you teased him, falling back in the water to sit across from him.
"Hey, you left me. And we're the same age!" Josh whined.
"Well, I'm taking your advice." you said, making sure you were low enough in the water before chucking your bra to lay on the dry porch.
"That doesn't mean you have to sit so far away." Josh swam across the hot tub and sat next to you with his arm resting on the hot tub wall behind you.
"Sometimes you're oblivious." you laughed, your hands covering your boobs even though the water came up to your neck.
"Nope. You are." Josh said.
"Nah, I think it's you, buddy." you laughed. "I was basically naked in your lap with your fingers touching my chest and you couldn't figure out why I got the goosebumps."
"Alright, that one's on me." Josh laughed, dropping his arm that was resting behind you to lay over your shoulders. "But I pulled you into my lap and told you to take off more clothes and you thought that meant 'go to the other side of the hot tub and hide.'"
"Josh, we're always in each others laps." you said, leaning into his side. "And you up your cuddle game when you're drunk." you giggled.
"We're both oblivious, then." Josh replied. "Looks like I need to be more forward."
"What does that mean?" you asked, but instead of answering Josh stripped out of his boxers and chucked them to join your bra on the dry porch.
"Get it now?" he asked, leaning down to pull you into a kiss.
"I get that you're very drunk." you answered.
"Nope. I'm the perfect amount of drunk." Josh defended himself.
"Well I could use another drink." you laughed.
"Nope. I want you to remember this." Josh replied, putting his hand over one of yours. "Stop covering yourself with your hands."
"Joooosh." you groaned. Part of you was happy to oblige. The other part of you was dreading waking up tomorrow morning to this just being "fun". You didn't want to mess around if he was only interested because you were convenient. It would ruin your friendship and break your heart in one fell swoop.
"Y/n." he said your name, slipping the same hand down to rub you through your panties. "Did I just read this whole situation wrong?" You shook your head no in response, moaning a bit. "Then what's going on?" he asked, pulling you to sit in his lap again.
Your hands were still covering your now exposed breasts. You took a deep breath and answered. "I actually like you. Like, want to date you, like you. I don't want a one night stand." you said, ducking your head.
"Y/n." He said your name again, but you didn't let him finish.
"I get that it's not mutual" you rambled. "and that's fine, but I'd rather us just stay friends than us mess around and..."
Josh interrupted your word vomit by capturing your lips in a kiss. He pulled your arms away from your body to wrap them around his neck and his hands slid down your back to pull your body against his. "You can ask Caspar. I've liked you for a long time, y/n" Josh said, breaking the kiss.
"Okay, I was definitely the oblivious one." you laughed, a little breathless, leaning in to kiss him again. You adjusted your legs to straddle his lap.
"I told you." Josh laughed, his hands sliding down to play with the waistband of the only piece of clothing you had on. "Do you want to call it a night or..."
"Oh, I'm definitely not ready for this to end." you said, pulling him in for another kiss. "I do think we should go inside if we're going to be noisy."
"Nope." he said, starting to pull your panties down your legs.
You floated back in the water a bit, letting Josh strip them off of you. "Are we really going to do this out in the open?"
"Definitely." he answered. "I have to go get a condom, though." Josh pulled you back to straddle his lap.
"I'm on the pill." you said, running your hands up into his hair. "So as long as..."
"I'm clean." Josh immediately answered.
"Me too." You replied, starting to grind against Josh's fully hard erection. Putting your hands on either side of his face, you leaned in and pulled him into a kiss. "I should have come clean a long time ago."
"No, I should have asked you out ages ago." Josh said, placing open mouthed kisses over your collarbone and up the sensitive skin of your neck.
You reached down and started stroking Josh, moving forward to sink down onto his waiting cock. "Oh, fuck." you said, bottoming out against his lap.
Josh moaned against your neck, slipping his hands down to firmly squeeze your ass as he started to thrust up into you. Throwing his head back, Josh moaned your name a few times mixed with some incoherent words.
You were in the water from your belly button down, but your chest was exposed. Starting to bounce in rhythm with Josh's thrusts, you moved your hands up to caress your breasts, stopping them from bouncing. "God, don't stop." you said a little too loudly, getting lost in the moment. "Oh, fuck. I forgot we were outside." you laughed, but stopped when Josh hit a particularly pleasurable spot inside you.
Josh leaned forward to bury his face in the softness of your breasts, scolding you when he realized you were still covering them with your hands. "Stop covering yourself." Josh practically growled, nuzzling his face past your hands. "Don't hide from me." He said, sliding his hands up your body to grope at the now exposed flesh.
As Josh's thrusts started picking up pace, you pulled him into a kiss. Josh's insistence on running his hands all over your body made you feel a bit brave. Moving your lips to his ear you whispered "Josh, I want to try something."
"Anything." Josh panted, burying his face in your neck. You pushed yourself to float back in the water away from him, but he slipped his arms around you. "Anything but that." he laughed.
"We're not stopping, babe." you said, kissing him and making your way to the other side of the hot tub. Sitting with your knees on the hot tub seat and your elbows on the hot tub wall, you looked back over your shoulder at Josh. "Come here."
"Oh, fuck." Josh said, wading over to stand behind your exposed ass. Rubbing the tip of his dick through your folds, you couldn't hold back your moan when he filled you in one rough thrust.
"Josh." you moaned, biting your lip to keep quiet when he started picking up the pace. "Oh, fuck me."
"God, you're perfect." Josh said, slipping his hands around you. One hand went to rub circles around your clit, the other slid up your body to play with your breasts. "Fuck, I'm close." he said, his thrusts falling out of rhythm.
"Me too." you panted, sliding your hand down to replace his, running your fingers over your clit. You reached your climax first, biting your lip in an attempt to stay quiet.
Josh could feel your body clench around his dick, making each thrust more intense. "Y/n." he moaned your name, cumming inside of you and slowly sliding in and out few more times, riding out his orgasm.
When Josh pulled out of you, he slipped his arms around you and pulled you back to lay against his chest on the other side of the hot tub. The two of you laid there, your breathing slowly returning to normal. Josh's fingers slowly traced random designs against the skin of your stomach and chest. "I know this might be out of order, but will you let me take you on a date tomorrow?" Josh asked, placing a sweet kiss against your temple.
"Absolutely." you said, smiling. You turned to lay against him, chest to chest, burying your face in his neck. You had only been laying there for a minute when you could hear noises from the suite next to yours. "Oh, shit. Joe and Caspar must be back." you said, sliding off of Josh and making sure the water covered everything from your shoulders down.
"Lets sneak inside." Josh said, starting to get out of the hot tub.
"Caspar! They're in the hot tub!" Joe called out, making Josh slip back into the water.
Peeking through the wooden slats of the fence that separated them, Caspar looked at the two of you. "Hey! We're coming over!" Caspar yelled, going inside.
"They have a key!" You whispered quickly.
"Oh, fuck me." Josh said, Jumping out of the hot tub to grab your undergarments. "Put these back on."
"Shit, shit, shit." You said, slipping your underwear back on. Josh had just slipped into his boxers when he saw you struggling to put your bra on. "This thing is fucking cold." you whispered.
"You're telling me." Josh laughed. "I just put ice cold boxers on. Put it in the water."
Just then your back door opened and your two very drunk friends walked through it. "Put your bra on and sit between my legs." Josh whispered in your ear, thankful for the dark. "I'll hook it"
"Thanks." you whispered back, slipping your arms through the straps and sitting in front of Josh.
Josh struggled to hook the bands together in the dark, but thankfully he got it while the boys were clumsily making their way into the hot tub. "Why aren't you two in your own hot tub?" Josh asked them, slipping an arm around your shoulder when you sat beside him.
"We wanted to be with our buddies." Caspar said, messing around with the control panel. "Where's the light?" he asked before finding the button.
"Caspar!" you whined. "Turn it off."
"It's on a timer." Caspar said. "It'll go off in 20 minutes."
"You two look comfortable." Joe said, teasing you and Josh.
"We were before you two brats invaded our hot tub." you laughed, leaning your head against Josh's chest.
"You love us and you know it." Caspar said.
"How did the rest of the party go?" you asked, changing the subject. Joe was staring at the two of you with a suspicious look on his face.
"It was good. This one disappeared with that bar tender he had been flirting with all night." Caspar said, shoving Joe.
"Hey, don't be jealous Casp." Joe said, laughing. "I told you to talk to that other girl but you chickened out."
"Yeah, yeah. Keep bragging. As per usual, Joe's the only one that pulled." Caspar replied, splashing water at Joe.
"That's not true." Josh said, turning to pull you into a kiss. You were totally surprised that Josh just announced it to your friends, but you were happy he didn't want to hide it.
"Who knows. You may get lucky twice in one night." you replied, kissing him one more time before turning to face your friends.
"Ho Ly Shit" Caspar said, smiling.
"I told you they'd finally hook up if we put them in the same room." Joe laughed.
"Ummm Joe? Their beds were still made when we walked through their room." Caspar looked over at his best friend and then down at the water.
"So?" Joe said before realizing what that meant. "Oh my god." the two of them scurried out of the hot tub.
You and Josh were dying laughing. "Have a good night, guys!" you called out.
"I call first shower." Joe said to Caspar, racing him to the door.
"I can't believe they let us get in after they defiled it!" Caspar replied.
"I would say we're kind of mean, but that was too funny." you said, turning to lay against Josh again.
"They deserve it." Josh laughed, pulling you into another kiss. "Let's go clean up."
"Definitely. I'm so pruney." you replied, climbing out of the hot tub. Slipping back into your room, you were still kind of riding the high of yours and Josh's hot tub time. You felt it fade away when you stood in front of the bathroom mirror with the stark white walls reflecting the bright lights. All you wanted to do was cover up. "I'm going to hop in the shower!" you called out of the bathroom.
"Hey, wait for me, beautiful." Josh replied, walking into the bathroom and pulling you in for another kiss. "We smell like chlorine." he laughed, smiling down at you.
"You're kind of perfect." you chuckled, smiling back up at him. You felt all of the worry and insecurity drain away.
"Well that's not true, but thank you." Josh laughed. "Lets shower so we can go to bed." he said, ducking down to kiss you one more time.
"Sounds perfect." you replied, stripping and following him into the shower.
A/N - I had a hard time figuring out how to do this without a sad ending (because I hate sad endings) and this is what I came up with.
Yours and Conor's relationship had always been a passionate one. When you were happy, you were on cloud nine. When you fought, you were mean. When you made up, you didn't leave the bedroom. You were always the one to say sorry first. Young love isn't always as carefree as people say. Relationships like yours run high, but they fall hard. Your last fight had been ugly and after all of the hurtful words and yelling, you were both left in tears, just staring at each other. You grabbed your bag, slowly walking up to Conor and pressing a slow lingering kiss to his lips. You walked out the door and both of you acted like the other person didn't exist. Until Conor released his latest song, that is.
"THIS IS MY VERSION"
Four in the morning, staring at the ceiling
On my own, like I was last weekend
You left and I guess you had your reasons
Guess you had your reasons, yeah
I said things and I didn't really mean them
Kept going till I saw your heart bleeding
Ruining the only thing I ever believed in
Ever believed in, yeah
And even though you're gone
I'm gonna pretend there's nothing wrong
I'm fucking every girl that comes along
Anything is better than to face up to reality, oh oh
This is my version of heartbreak
This is how I get over you
I don't wanna feel
I don't wanna feel
This is my version of heartbreak
And it's all I know how to do
I don't wanna feel like this anymore
This is my version of a heartbreak
Clothes on the floor, and the beds all mine, yeah
And staying out 'till the sun starts rising
Free as a bird but I'm still not flying
God, I'm trying, yeah
And even though you're gone
I'm telling everyone there's nothing wrong
Until I can believe you're not the one
Anything is better than to face up to reality, oh oh
This is my version of heartbreak
This is how I get over you
I don't wanna feel
I don't wanna feel
This is my version of heartbreak
And it's all I know how to do
I don't wanna feel like this anymore
This is my version of a heartbreak
The night he released it, he went out with the boys and got shitfaced. You had been laying in bed wearing Conor's jumper, listening to it on repeat when he called you. You ignored the first two calls, but you answered the third.
"What do you want, Conor?" you asked, mad that you answered the phone.
"Did you hear it?" he asked, the background noise of whatever club he was in coming through the phone as well.
"About a hundred times. It's really good." you started to tear up again, having spent the majority of the night in tears.
"You should come out, Y/n." he said after a long pause.
"You don't want me there, Conor." You replied, knowing you weren't going to go meet him. No matter what.
"I've been staring at my phone contemplating whether or not you'd answer if I called. I obviously want you here." he said.
"No you don't. We'll both regret it, love." you replied.
"You're still the only person I want here with me." Conor spoke into the phone, but you could hear him talking to the people around him too.
"Congrats on your new song. You deserve a night out. I hope you have fun." you said and hung up.
Weeks later, the two of you ran into each other. In the daylight and with both of you sober, you were actually able to talk and laugh and catch up. You spent the rest of the day together at Conor's flat. Conor was in the middle of showing you some new stuff he had in the works when you realized the sun had gone down.
"I should go." you smiled over at him, catching him off guard.
"Why?" he asked, twining his fingers with yours.
"Because I don't want today to end like the last time we said goodbye." you answered, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his forehead.
You started to walk out of his room, but Conor pulled you back and captured your lips in a kiss. "Stay. Please, stay." he begged, slowly backing you up to the edge of the bed.
"Conor." you said, in a sad voice.
"I swear. No more fighting. I'm so sorry I ever let it get so bad between us. Please just stay." You could see the sincerity in his eyes. This was the first time Conor was the person to say sorry after one of your fights.
Instead of answering him, you pulled him into a kiss. You were reliving a favorite past time of yours...getting lost in Conor. After Conor had drifted off, you laid there watching him sleep. "This is my version" was still playing in your head. You hadn't listened to much else since the night he had drunk dialed you. Grabbing a notebook and a pencil, you started filling in your own lyrics. You knew you weren't going to stay until morning.
"THIS IS MY VERSION"
Four in the morning, staring at the ceiling
All alone and I hate that feeling
I left and you know I had my reasons
I can't hide these feelings, yeah
You said things then you said you didn't mean them
You didn't stop till I started to believe them
You ruined everything, I hope you had your reasons
I just can't believe it, yeah
And even though we're done
I cry every time I hear your songs
Wishing that it didn't all go wrong
Anything is better than to face up to reality, oh oh
This is my version of heartbreak
Wasting all my time missing you
Why'd you have to steal
What I thought was real
This is my version of heartbreak
I don't know how to get over you
I don't want to feel like this anymore
This is my version of heartbreak
Pictures on the walls, we were always smiling
Why did we stop, why did we start fighting?
You broke my heart but I wish you'd come and find me
Tell me to stop crying, yeah
And even though you called
Drunk and telling me I'm still the one
I knew you'd forget when you sobered up
Anything is better than to face up to reality, oh oh
This is my version of heartbreak
Wasting all my time missing you
Why'd you have to steal
What I thought was real
This is my version of heartbreak
I don't want to get over you
I don't want to feel like this anymore
This is my version of heartbreak
You ripped the page out of the notebook and folded it up. On the outside you wrote "If you really want to work on us, call me. I know we've got loads of baggage, but we have a lot of good memories too. If I don't hear from you, then I wish you the best. I love you." Sticking it under Conor's phone, you threw your skirt and one of Conor's shirts on. You leaned down to kiss his cheek and once again, left his flat.
You didn't hear from Conor the next day. No texts. No calls. No knocking on your door. You did, however, see him tweet a few lines from your altered version of his song. You would be okay if he didn't call, but of course you hoped he'd want to get back together. Laying in bed, unable to sleep, you heard your phone ring. Conor's face popping up on your screen.
"Hello." you said, wondering why he had taken so long to call.
"I don't know if you were awake, but it's four in the morning." Conor said. You could hear his bed linens rustle as he moved around.
You couldn't help but smile. "You've always been cheesy, but this takes the cake." you chuckled into the phone.
"I know." he laughed. Silence falling between the two of you. "Want to come stare at my ceiling with me?"
"Oh my god, I'm hanging up if you keep going." you laughed, getting out of bed to get dressed.
"Awww, don't hang up." Conor continued. "I just don't want to be alone like last weekend."
"I swear to god." you laughed, grabbing your purse but stopping at your front door. "Do you actually want me to come over?" you asked, your voice sounding unsure.
"As long as you don't leave, again." he replied sincerely before realizing it sounded like he was continuing on with his song and laughing. "I know that technically fit with the lyrics but I really do want you to come over."
"I'll be there in 10." you laughed.
"I'll be waiting, love." Conor replied, hanging up the phone.
Sitting in the back of an Uber car, you couldn't stop the tears from streaming down your face.
"Are you alright, miss?" The older gentleman driver kindly asked.
Smiling and making eye contact in the rear view mirror, you started nodding. "I'm great, actually. Definitely happy tears."
"Well that's good to hear." the driver chuckled, seeing you lift the small ultrasound picture so he could see it in the mirror. "Congratulations."
"Thank you." you stared back down at the picture.
You had found out you were pregnant almost a month ago, but the doctor had warned you that there may be complications. He was unable to get a heart beat and he couldn't get a clear image of the baby. You had hesitantly told Jack, but the two of you had kept it to yourselves and tried your hardest not to get your hopes up.
You hadn't told Jack about your appointment today, but you were beyond excited to tell him the results. After worrying for another month, your baby girl was healthy and happy at 18 weeks.
You sent out a group text to the rest of the boys. "Hey everyone. If Jack is by you right now, don't read this text until later. I have a huge surprise for him BUT YOU HAVE TO KEEP YOUR MOUTHS SHUT. We need everyone to come over tonight (I'm telling Jack we're having a movie night) and I want everyone to bring a pink food or drink. Anything. The pinker and girlier, the better! [you can probably tell what his surprise is] Everyone should arrive around 8:30. Love you guys! See you later!"
You replied to a load of congratulations texts you had received back and everyone was in. Joe suggested he invite a few more of their YouTuber friends that weren't on the group text. You agreed knowing the more of you that got together, the better time you always had. Joe had practically doubled the number of people showing up.
After straightening the flat, you sent Jack to shower. Filling in Conor on the plan, the two of you hid cameras all over the flat.
Sitting in the living room watching the boys play Fifa, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it." you said, letting in the first group of guests. Joe, Caspar, and Oli all walked into the flat, greeting the boys on the couch.
"Oooo, what'd you bring?" Jack asked, staring at the TV trying to beat his brother.
"Ice cream, cupcakes, and a bottle of Rose." Joe called out, taking everything to the kitchen and joining the boys in the living room.
The doorbell rang again straight away. Josh got up and let Simon, JJ, and the Cals into the flat, pointing to the kitchen. "Just put the food in there." he said smiling.
"Holy shit. We're going to have so much food left over." Conor said, causing Jack to look up.
"Ay! Haven't seen you guys in a while." Jack called out, still focused on the video game.
Simon handed his food off to one of the other guys and walked over to watch Fifa. "Ooo, your team is shit, mate." Simon commented, making the boys in the living room laugh.
Cherries, a few more bottles of Rose, strawberry jello shots, and pink chocolate covered strawberries had been added to the food. Your kitchen was looking very pink. Zoe, Alfie, and Marcus joined the group followed by Abe and Alex and a few of the boy's non YouTube friends. This added Strawberry Lemonade and vodka, pink cookies, a tray of watermelon, bags of different pink candies, and raspberry sorbet.
You loved that the flat was full of your friends. Between JJ's loud ass laughter, knowing Jack was going to freak out, and watching your friends catching up with each other, you couldn't keep a smile off of your face.
Jack beat Conor in Fifa and they switched out controllers with JJ and Simon. You had left a Pink frosted cake in Mikey's fridge as a way to get Jack out of the flat for a few minutes. "Hey babe, can you go get the cake I made? It's in Mikey's flat."
"Why can't Mikey get it?" he fake whined.
"Do you really trust LP to not drop it?" you laughed, going up on your tip toes to kiss Jack. "Please?"
"Oh, alright. I'll be back in a few. Where is it?" He asked, grabbing Mikey's keys from him..
"The fridge. Thanks, love." you called, shutting the door behind him.
"Alright. He'll be back in a few minutes. How can we make it to where he knows right away?" you said, watching the boys pause the game and put the controllers by the TV.
"I think we should all be holding one of the pink foods when he walks in." Caspar suggested.
"He's going to shit." Conor laughed, helping you hand the food out. "I'm not going to hold anything so that I can grab the cake before he drops it."
"Perfect." you said, waiting by the door. "I'm so nervous." you couldn't sit still.
Conor pulled you into a hug. "Don't be, love. He's going to be so happy."
You could hear footsteps approaching the door. "He's coming." you whispered to everyone standing in the living room.
When Jack opened the door, you could tell he was focused on not dropping the cake. When he saw you standing there waiting for him, he asked "Babe, why did you make a pink cake. You hate pink." He laughed and tried to hand it to you.
"No reason." you answered and told him to hand it to Conor instead. When he rounded the corner and handed the cake to Conor, he saw everyone standing there facing him with big smiles on their faces. "What's going on..." he laughed and started asking, but froze when he realized that all of the food was pink.
Jack turned to face you with his mouth hanging open. His eyes dropped to your stomach and then back up to your face. "Are we...? Is everything...? It's really..." Jack stuttered, tears threatening to fall from his watery eyes.
You had already started crying again. Nodding, you tried to wipe the tears from your cheeks. "You're gonna be a dad."
Jack ran back to you and pulled you into his arms, spinning you around. The whole room was cheering, shouting out congratulations and laughing. "She's alright?" he asked once he had sat you back down, his voice muffled by your hair.
"She's perfect." you replied. Everyone had started setting down the food and had surround the two of you in one massive group hug.
When you finally broke apart, you were congratulated by everyone individually. Some of the boys opened the alcohol and had pulled Jack out onto the balcony, everybody pulling out their vlogging cameras.
The rest of the night was perfect. You were happy that so many people had showed up. You did end up ordering pizza so that no one died of a sugar overdose. Games were played, your friends vlogged, and you got to catch up with some of your favorite people.
After making sure everyone had a safe ride home and sending most of the left over food home with people, you guys set about cleaning up. Jack was silent the whole time, but he had a huge smile on his face. "Lets go to bed, love." he said, walking up behind you and slipping his hands over your tummy.
"Sounds good to me." you smiled, putting your hands over his.
After changing into comfy clothes and finishing your nightly routine, you crawled into the bed and waited for Jack. When he finally joined you, he immediately pulled the covers down and snuggled his face against your stomach.
"Is she really okay?" he asked, softly running his fingers back and forth across the skin of your bare belly.
"She's completely healthy." you said, smiling but yawning. "Lets go to sleep, love." you started running your fingers through Jack's hair.
Crawling back up to kiss you, Jack pulled you to lay across his chest. "Sweet dreams, mommy."
"Sweet dreams, daddy." you replied, letting the rhythm of Jack's chest rising and falling lull you to sleep.
Being in a relationship with someone can sometimes come with the baggage of their past partners. This was definitely the case with Josh.
"Hey babe, do you mind if I run over to Caspar's to film a video?" The two of you had been spending a lazy day lounging in his room when his phone went off.
"Of course, not." you rolled over and kissed him before getting up from the bed.
"Are you sure? I don't have to." Josh said, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. He always worried that you would feel neglected.
"I'm absolutely sure." you chuckled. "I need to grocery shop anyways." Grabbing your purse, you walked to stand in front of Josh. "Be safe. Text me later if you want to do something." You said, bending down to pull him into a kiss.
"I'll make sure to text you." Josh replied, watching you leave the flat.
Josh never told you he was going to do something, instead he asked if he could. At first, you thought it was just one of those things that goes away after you've dated for a while. 6 months in, however, you were worried. It made you feel like he was afraid to do anything without your approval. Even worse, he never asked you to do anything for him, always putting the responsibility on himself.
You had text him "Hey, love. Want to hangout at mine tonight? I just got the Lego Harry Potter game!"
"I'm in!" he text back. "I have to run a few errands and then I'll pick up dinner and meet you at yours."
Happy he was coming over, you replied "Why don't you let me go get food while you run your errands and we'll just meet back here?" you added a kissy face.
"I don't want you to have to go out." Josh replied. "I'll just get it on the way."
"I've got a solution. PIZZA!" you had text back. "I'll order our usual and keep it warm in the oven until you get here."
"Perfect. I'll bring cash for the pizza. Let me know if you need me to grab anything. I'll try to be quick. See you soon, love." Josh text.
"Keep your money, babe. It's on me. And take your time! Be safe! I'm not going anywhere." you text back a winky face.
Josh had planned on stashing the cash in your purse anyways. You had to fight Josh to let you pay for anything or to let you do something for him. He always took care of you, but you wanted him to let you take care of him.
A few days later, Josh had driven quite a few hours with Joe and Caspar to take part in a video shoot. They had planned on being back later that day for a movie night, but the shoot ended up taking all day and into the evening. They had even asked the boys to return the next day. Joe suggested they just share a hotel room and so Josh had facetimed you making sure you were okay with it.
"That sounds like a good plan. I'd rather you stay there and be safe than drive all night!" You replied.
"I promise we're just going to stay the night and we'll head out after the shoot." Josh insisted on telling you. He didn't want you to think that they had planned this.
"Hey. Don't stress, love. Make a night of it. It's been a while since you and those two have gone out and had some fun. You've been so busy and friends are important." you told Josh. "Have a few drinks. Eat some good food." you smiled, hoping Josh would stop worrying.
"That sounds like a good plan." Joe had popped onto the screen.
"See!" you laughed. "Joe, make sure my boy has a good night."
Josh had a big grin on his face. "Nothing too crazy." he said, shoving Joe out of frame. He was always shocked at how easy things were between the two of you.
"Just don't stress, love. I'll be here with Jack, Conor, and Mikey watching movies and eating shitty popcorn." You laughed, showing Josh the bag of burned popcorn.
"You let Mikey make it, didn't you?" He laughed.
"I never learn." you replied. "Alright. Go have fun. Love you."
"I love you too." Josh blew you a kiss. You blew one back and closed the app.
That night, you decided to ask Jack for advice/insight. You had become good friends with Josh's roomies and you knew that he'd be able to fill in some of the blanks. You spilled your guts about how you were feeling.
"Josh is going to kill me for talking about this." Jack had said, handing you a glass of something fruity and strong and taking a seat next to you on the couch.
"Oh, hush. He's a gentle giant." you smiled over at your friend.
"Josh's last girlfriend was a total bitch." Jack said shaking his head and staring at nothing, looking like he was reliving a bad memory.
"What did she do?" you asked. Josh had told you that it was a messy break-up, but you never pushed him to talk about it.
"She used him. Made him do everything. Made him feel guilty for spending his energy on YouTube, but made him pay for everything. Convinced him he wouldn't find anyone better or 'prettier' than her." Jack looked over at you. "By the way, you're far better than her and you make her look like a troll."
You chuckled at the last part, but the first part broke your heart. "What a twat." you said, mad on his behalf. "Why did he put up with that?"
"Because he believed her." Jack replied. "We all told him she was shit. I don't think he believed us even after they broke up. At least not until he found you."
"I need to find a way to show him I'm not her." you said, sad that Josh had been stuck with someone so selfish.
"He knows you're different." Jack said, throwing his arm around your shoulders.
"But he acts like I'm going to get mad and leave." you let your head fall against Jack.
"But you aren't. You should talk to him about it." Jack encouraged you.
"I will. I think I'm going to steal him tomorrow." you smiled, planning an evening for Josh. "When he gets here tomorrow night, text me and then send him to mine." You spent the rest of the night silently planning while watching movies with the boys.
"He's on his way, love." Jack had text you, shooing Josh out the door.
"Thank you." You text back. "Wish me luck." You were nervous that Josh was going to be mad that you and Jack had talked about him.
Hearing Josh knock on the door, you opened it and greeted him. "Hey, babe!" You said, throwing your arms around his middle.
"Hey!" Josh couldn't help but smile. He loved that you always acted so happy to see him. "Jack said I had strict orders to come here straight away."
"You did." You smiled up at him. "Come on."
"Is everything okay?" He asked, closing your door behind him. He had kind of been waiting for the other shoe to drop. Everything between you had gone perfectly and it all seemed too good to be true.
"We're fine, but we need to talk." You said, pulling him into your living room. "Sit." You said, sitting down next to him.
"What's going on?" Josh said, his brow furrowing and his smile gone.
"Hey, none of that." You smoothed out his brow with your fingers, pulling him into a kiss. "I told you we were fine, right?" Josh nodded. "Then trust me, love."
"Alright." Josh waited for you to continue.
"I'm going to say some stuff and I don't want you to talk until I get it all out." You said, seeing him nod again.
"Josh, I love you. Like, more than I thought was possible. But I need you to know that I don't love you because of the things you do for me or the things you buy me. I love you because of your heart and your sense of humor and because you're you." You leaned over to quickly kiss him on the lips.
"I talked to Jack about your ex." You continued, stopping Josh from interjecting. "Babe, you didn't deserve to be with someone that selfish and cruel." you gently placed your hand on Josh's cheek, making him look at you. "Everything she told you and tried to make you think was complete bullshit." Josh turned his face away from you.
"Hey, look at me." you said, moving to straddle Josh's lap. "She made you think that you weren't good enough or that you were always doing the wrong thing and that's a load of shit, love." your hands gently rested on either side of Josh's face. "I love that you enjoy YouTube so much. I love that you get the opportunity to travel and see new places and meet new people. I am incredibly proud of you and how far you've come and how much effort you pour into it. I hate that you feel like I'm going to be mad or upset about any of that. I love it when you get to make memories with your friends. I trust you so I'm not going to be mad that you had a night out with the boys. I'm never going to be mad that you're running late or that you slept in or that we have to change plans. I have no problem cooking for you guys or running errands for you or skyping because you're a little too busy to visit. I want to be able to take care of you too. Letting me help isn't bothering me or inconveniencing me. It's letting me love you."
Josh was speechless. He nodded and wiped a few tears away from his cheeks before pulling you into a kiss. You felt his arms wrap around you as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. "I love you so much." he said, holding you tight against him. "I'm sorry I didn't talk about her before."
"I love you too." you replied, running your fingers up into his hair. "And don't apologize. We all have our baggage, love. I promise I'm never going to be like her."
"I know." Josh replied. You could feel him press his lips to the side of your neck. "I'm lucky to have you." Josh said, sucking little pink marks into the skin of your neck.
"MMmmm, I'm just as lucky to have you." You felt Josh's hands slip down to your thighs. Josh stood up and you wrapped your legs around his middle. "And I'm happy you're home." you kissed down Josh's neck as he walked the two of you to your bedroom.
Later that night as the two of you were getting ready for bed, an idea popped in your head. Climbing under the covers and facing the love of your life, you shared your thoughts. "Babe, I have a request."
Josh turned to face you. "Anything." The two of you had talked a bit more after your 'welcome home' shenanigans and you were both emotionally and physically exhausted.
"Can you ask me for something? You don't get to pay for it or make it up to me, I just want to do something for you. No strings attached." you asked. Josh thought on it for a minute and then his cheeks flushed red. "Awww, you're blushing." you smiled, running your nails through Josh's scruff.
"It's stupid." Josh turned his face to hide in the pillow.
"Hey, it's not stupid. I'm the one that asked." you ran your hand slowly up and down Josh's back.
He mumbled his answer into the pillow and you couldn't tell what he was saying.
You giggled, seeing Josh so embarrassed. "Love, I can't hear you."
He turned to face you, cheeks bright pink and avoiding eye contact. "I've always wanted to be the little spoon."
"Aawww, that's perfect." you leaned forward to press a kiss to Josh's lips feeling him smile against yours. "Turn around, love."
"Are you sure?" Josh asked, feeling dumb for bringing it up. He had slid his arms around you when you kissed him and you were pressed together, front to front.
"Of course I'm sure. Thank you for telling me." You kissed him one more time and waited for him to turn around. Scooting up against Josh, you slipped your arm around him and tucked your thighs up behind his. You could feel him lace his fingers with yours. "I love you." you said, kissing the space between his shoulder blades.
"I love you, too." Josh replied. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, love." You said, feeling yourself starting to fall asleep.
"Hello everyone! As you can see, today we're playing twister.....with a twist. *ba dum psh* get it? TWISTer with a TWIST?" Joe looked around the room at his group of friends, everyone refusing to laugh at his pun.
"Just get on with it!" Caspar shoved Joe.
"Alright, alright. Today we're playing Would You Rather Twister!"
"Why do I only get invited to be in dangerous or disgusting videos?" Jack laughed.
"Oh, you love it." Joe shot back, explaining the rules.
You were going in pairs to play one vs one. It was now yours and Mikey's turn, having to pick a would you rather and then put your foot or hand on whichever the spinner landed on.
"Y/n, would you rather have a bucket of cold water poured on you or lick Mikey's foot?" he asked, the two of you already tangled up and barely standing.
"Oh, hell no. Bring on the ice water." you laughed, bracing yourself. Joe slowly poured the ice water down your back, the chill of it taking your breath away. "Holy shit."
"OOooo, Y/n is bringing sexy back to the twister challenge." Jack laughed, pointing out that your white t shirt was now drenched and clinging to your skin.
You laughed, looking over at your boyfriend Oli. The two of you had been dating for a few months, but you had kept it between the two of you. "We should probably get her another t shirt." Oli said, forcing a laugh. Oli was the one that wanted to keep it private. He said that it would be easier to actually spend time together, but the real reason was because he was nervous you'd leave him for someone else. If you left, he didn't want it to be public.
"I'm fine." you replied, not wanting to lose the game. "Mikey's turn."
Joe continued. "Mikey, would you rather do the rest of the video in your boxers or eat a chili?"
"Oh, fuck me." Mikey whined. "Get the chili, but get the milk." After consuming the chili, Mikey forfeited the game, running to the kitchen to get something to cool his mouth off.
A few other pairs were filming their turns when Oli pulled you out onto the balcony. "Here." he said, pulling his shirt off.
"Aww, you didn't have to do that." you replied, slipping his shirt on.
"I don't like them looking at you like that." he said, pulling you into a quick kiss.
"You know I only have eyes for you." you teased him, wiping some of the egg off of him from his turn in Twister.
"Hey guys, you're needed for the last round." Joe peeked his head out of the sliding door.
"Come on." you pulled Oli inside.
"Okay, for the last round, the 4 winners are going against each other." Joe said to the camera. You, Oli, Josh, and Jack were all standing on the twister mat.
"This is going to be a crowded game." you laughed, standing between Jack and Oli.
Josh lost pretty quickly, not having any room to reach his assigned color. Jack had been egged and was currently standing on one foot. Oli had his feet on two colors that were nowhere near each other and had stripped down to his boxers. You were standing with your back to Oli, your feet on the same colors as his but one row away. "Okay, Y/n. Would you rather kiss someone in the game or let someone tweet from your account?" Joe asked.
"This is easy." you said, eyeing Jack. After making it look like you were going to kiss him, you twisted around to pull Oli into a kiss.
"Oooo, not what I expected." Josh commentated from the sidelines.
Oli had gone bright red, but he was glad you picked him. The one thing he hated about keeping your relationship private is that the boys would flirt with you. It was innocent, of course, but he was still a bit insecure about it.
"Of course I'd pick Oli." you teased. "None of us know where Jack's been putting his mouth." you laughed, poking Jack in the side.
"Hey!" he laughed, trying to keep his balance.
"Okay, y/n. now you have to put your left hand on blue." That meant that you were now bent over with your ass in the air right in front of Oli. Oli looked down and then straight back up. He was already a bit hot and bothered from the kiss, but seeing you bent over in front of his boxer clad crotch was making his mind wander.
"This looks so wrong." Joe laughed. "Okay, Jack. Would you rather eat a raw egg or let us read one of your Tinder messages?"
"Oh, no way." Jack replied, walking off of the Twister mat. "I lose. This isn't worth it." he laughed, joining the rest of the boys.
"Oooo, just Oli and Y/n left. Oli, would you rather text your crush a picture of you playing Twister in your boxers or let Caspar tweet from your account?"
"Easy. Someone take a picture." Oli replied.
"Really?" Conor asked, surprised that Oli would be so forward.
"I don't have to tell you who it is, right?" He asked.
"You have to show one person so we know you did it." Joe answered.
"Y/n, stand up and look at my phone for proof." Oli laughed, knowing he was sending it to you.
"Ooo, we look good." you teased, watching him text you the picture. "Done. He did it." You said, bending back down to put your hand back on the right color.
"Damn. Okay. Oli, left hand red." Joe called out. Oli was now leaning over you, your ass pressed firmly into his crotch. "Y/n, would you rather twerk on camera or eat an onion." he asked.
Knowing you'd win the game, you started twerking against Oli.
"Not fair" he said, giving up and falling to the ground. He turned in a way that he could adjust himself without the camera or the boys seeing.
"I won!" you called out, standing up. "And I want a shower. I'm covered in egg, oil, and chocolate." you laughed.
"Well that was Would You Rather Twister!" Joe said, filming the outro. "Make sure to tune in next week for another Sugg Sunday Special!"
"Okay, I'm stealing your shower." you called to Jack and Josh. "I'll be quick." you grabbed your bag and went to the bathroom.
The boys all teased Oli after you left the room. "You know you got turned on when she was twerking." Conor laughed.
"Your face turned bright red when she kissed you." Jack joined in.
"I'm going to have to edit out the part where you were just staring at her ass." Joe teased him.
"I mean, he had to enjoy it while it lasted." Josh threw in.
Oli knew he was being mocked, but he couldn't help but laugh. "You know what? I don't know why we ever tried to keep this private." he said, walking to the bathroom. "Sweetheart, can I join you?" The guy's eyes all went wide watching Oli.
"Of course, love." you called out. Oli winked at the boys and walked into the bathroom with you. "Did you tell them?" you laughed, pulling Oli into the shower and helping him wash all of the mess off of him.
"Pretty much." he answered, slipping his arms around you once he was clean. "I'm sorry I wanted to keep it private."
"Don't apologize, babe. I'm happy to be with you whether that's just between us or in front of the whole world." you stood on your tip toes to kiss him.
"I was just afraid you'd get bored with me and find someone else, but it's worth the risk." he kissed you back.
"Don't be silly, love." you looked up at your boyfriend. "I couldn't find someone better for me if I tried."
"Joooooeeeee." You whined, sitting in your best friend's living room waiting for him to get ready.
"Don't fight it, love. We do it every year and we're not about to stop now." He popped out of his bedroom to combat your whining.
"But why? Haunted houses scare the shit out of me and you always pick the biggest, scariest ones!" You stood up and followed him back into his room.
"It's tradition!" Joe laughed. "I asked you to go to a haunted house with me 10 years ago and we've gone every year since."
"Fine, but we're watching happy cartoons and eating ice cream afterwards. I won't be able to sleep, now." You bargained.
"Of course, love. You can just stay here with me." Joe kissed your cheek. "I'm ready. Let's go." He grabbed his keys and you walked through London, making your way to the haunted house.
As per usual, Joe had picked the scariest one in the city. It was fourty minutes long, too! You spent most of the time tucked under Joe's arm or hiding your face against his chest. One time, when a clown ran through one of the rooms, you actually jumped and clung to Joe, wrapping your legs around his middle.
Joe had screamed seeing the clown, but he was now laughing, wrapping his arms around you and setting you down. "I didn't think you'd still be this scared after all this time."
"I told you!" You punched him in the arm before the clown ran back through the room.
Tucking your face into Joe's jacket, he walked you out of the creepy clown room. "Only two rooms left, love." Joe said, walking into the next room.
"That's if I make it through both of them." You snarked, grabbing Joe's hand. You closed your eyes and screamed when someone popped out from behind a huge cabinet.
"You're alright. Just keep walking." Joe could tell you had had enough. This was the longest one you'd ever walked though and the fun of it was wearing down.
"Is it over?" You asked, feeling Joe wrap his arms around you.
"Yeah, its over." Joe pressed a kiss to your forehead.
"Finally. Let's go get ice cream. And maybe coffee. I'm never sleeping again." You laughed, grabbing his hand and dragging him away from the haunted house.
"You say that every time and then you end up falling asleep before me." Joe laughed.
When you got to the corner shop, Joe went to grab a few savory snacks while you went to pick out some ice cream. Seeing him focus, trying to pick between flavors of crisps, you snuck up behind him and poked his sides.
"Holy shit!" Joe squealed and jumped. Resting his hand over his heart once he realized it was just you.
"Oh my god, Joe. I didn't think you'd jump that bad. I'm so sorry." You laughed, hugging your friend.
"We just spent over half an hour in a haunted house. Of course I'm gonna jump." Joe was laughing at this point too.
"You said they weren't scary." You teased him, imitating his voice.
"Yeah, yeah. Just grab your ice cream." He replied, abandoning the crisps for biscuits.
Walking back to his house, you noticed that Joe kept looking behind you and getting startled at any little noise. "Joe, calm down. The haunted house was fake." You chuckled, but actually hoped your friend was okay.
"I'm fine." He said, before jumping when the two of you encountered another person rounding a corner.
"Sure you are." You said, giving Joe a funny look. "You're home now, so you can calm down."
"I said I'm fine." Joe laughed, but he looked relieved. "Scoop us up some ice cream and I'll grab us some comfy clothes and blankets."
About two episodes into your favorite cartoon, you had to ask Joe what was wrong. He had gotten up to check the door twice and he kept looking over the back of the couch. "Joe, what's going on?"
"I'm just jumpy is all." He answered. "Bloody haunted houses always leave me feeling uneasy."
"Then why do we still go?" You laughed. "I hate them and it seems like you do too."
Looking over at you, he had a sad smile on his face. "Because it's the only time I get to be your hero. I get to be the person that comforts you and makes you feel better. I get to be the person that holds you." Joe said, grabbing your hand with his.
"Joe, you're always my hero. You've been the most important guy in my life for years." You shook your head not understanding why Joe was sad.
"You told me a long time ago that you didn't like me the way I liked you." Joe said, dropping your hand. "I guess I just never accepted that."
"Joe, we were kids. I did like you, but I didn't believe you. You've been a prankster your whole life." You laughed. "Why on earth would I confess to my childhood crush when he had just made me sit on a woopie cushion?"
"You used to like me?" Joe's face lit up.
"I thought that was obvious at this point." You replied.
"And what about now?" He asked, grabbing your hand again.
"Would I let anyone else drag me to my literal nightmare every year?" You laughed, squeezing his hand.
"Have I seriously been missing out on dating the love of my life because I made you sit on a woopie cushion in school?" Joe was shaking his head laughing.
"Hey! It was in front of the entire lunch room!" You reminded him. Joe just sat there staring at you. "Stop it." You laughed, shoving him a bit.
"I'm sorry." He said, pulling you to sit in his lap. "I should have properly asked you out a long time ago."
Shifting to straddle his lap, you wrapped your arms around his neck. "Don't apologize, just do it." You said, starting to lean in.
"Y/n, can I take you on a non terrifying date?" He asked, sliding his arms around you.
"I'd quite like that." You answered, pressing your lips against his. A few minutes later you broke the kiss, staring down at him. "One condition."
"Anything, love." He answered.
"No more haunted houses. Let's start a non horror themed tradition, like petting kittens or berry picking...I don't know. Anything but haunted houses." You laughed.
"Of course." He laughed, pulling you back down into a kiss
You spent the night cuddled up with Joe and he even made breakfast the next morning. "Sit down, love" he said, quickly kissing you before serving up the food.
When you sat down, however, it was to the sound of one of Joe's woopie cushions. "Are you kidding me?" You yelled, chucking it at him.
"I'm sorry, love. I couldn't resist." He laughed, putting your plate down and pulling you into another kiss.
"Babe, why aren't you packing?" you asked Conor, your boyfriend of 4 years. He was currently watching your one year old daughter sleep in her playpen instead of packing for a two week long tour.
"I think I'm going to cancel the next few shows." he said, staring down at the rosy cheeked little girl.
You sat next to him on the couch and slipped your arm around him. "What's going on, love?"
"I'm terrified that she's going to grow up and only remember that I was gone all the time." he said, reaching down to run his thumb over her tiny fingers.
"Oh, sweetheart." you sighed, fully wrapping him in your arms. "You don't need to worry about that. You always make time for her."
"I just don't want to let her down. I don't want to let either of you down." he said turning in your arms and pulling you tight to him."
"I promise you're not going to." You kissed him on the lips. "You're the best dad she could have asked for."
Finally cracking a smile, Conor pulled you back into the kiss. "Thank you, love."
"Now go pack, pop star." you laughed, "Remember we're flying out for your birthday show, so you get to see us in a week."
"You better be." he said, standing up and rushing to pack.
You had been working on a project for Conor for weeks, going through all of the little videos and pictures you had been taking of Conor and your daughter from when she was born until now. You had grabbed a few from his friends as well. George, Conor's dj, was going to help you surprise Conor at his show and you couldn't wait.
Conor skyped the two of you daily and you always made sure to send him pictures whenever your daughter did something funny or cute or obnoxious.
When you finally arrived at Conor's venue a week later, you handed your little one to Conor and told him he had to stay in his dressing room for a bit. "Oh, you two are being sneaky. Please tell me you aren't leaking our sex tape." he teased, gently bouncing your sleeping daughter in his arms.
"I'll save that for your 30th birthday. It'll be nice to look back on a time when we were a lot hotter." you laughed, kissing Conor before leaving the dressing room to plan with George.
"Did you finish the video?" he asked, watching the tech guy sort out how it was all going to work.
"I did. I used Conor's cover of 'Keep You Safe'" you replied. Conor had Covered JJ Heller's lullaby right after your daughter was born.
"Awww, you know he's going to bawl his eyes out." George laughed.
When the tech guy pulled up the video, it was being shown on three massive screens on the stage. George talked into the mic. "Hey guys, can everyone in the room pay attention for just a second. Conor knows we're surprising him with something during tonight's show, but he doesn't know what it is. We're going to play it now to make sure everything is working, but please don't tell him or post anything on social media until after the show. Thanks!" He finished "Alright, play it."
After the video, the room was filled with "awws" and everyone that knew you came up and hugged you. George was wiping away a few tears, pulling you into a hug. The two of you had become great friends in the time you'd been dating Conor.
"So we'll pull two chairs on stage and face them to the screens so you and Conor can sit and watch it." George said to you, turning to talk about timing with the tech guy.
When Conor had to come out on stage and run through a few songs to make sure the sound and everything was good, you sat out in one of the chairs with your daughter. As usual, her eyes were glued to her dad. She had always been mesmerized by his voice. Apparently like mother, like daughter.
When the time came for the big surprise, George motioned for the stage hand to bring out the two chairs. "Alright, guys. As you all know, Today is Conor's birthday." George waited for the crowd to calm down. "You also know that a little over a year ago Conor became a dad." he continued, throwing his arm around his friend. "It's hard being on the road when you miss your family. I know that first hand." George looked over at his friend. "Well Y/n has something she wanted you to see, so if everyone can quiet down we'll get this started."
You walked out on stage with your daughter and sat down next to Conor, your back to the audience so you could watch the video with them. "You're going to want to hold her." You said, passing your little one to sit in his lap. Conor had a huge smile on his face, not knowing what to expect. You leaned over close to his ear so he could hear you. "Happy birthday, love."
The song started with the video. "Quiet your heart, it's just a dream, go back to sleep." The first clip was of Conor holding your newborn baby, tears streaming down his cheeks. His brother Jack's arm thrown over his shoulder as the two of them stared down at the brand new Maynard.
"I'll be right here, I'll stay awake as long as you need me. To slay all the dragons and keep out the monsters, I'm watching over you." After a few pictures of Conor and her, the next clip was one you had taken during one of Conor's business meetings. They were going over his tour schedule with papers spread out everywhere in the conference room and Conor was feeding your daughter her bottle while following his manager around the room.
"My love is a light driving away all of your fear." A short clip played of Conor sleeping on the couch with your daughter laying on his chest, one of his hands on her back.
"So don't be afraid, remember I made, a promise to keep you safe." The next clip was of Conor sitting at his keyboard writing music, your daughter asleep in the bouncer that Conor was gently bouncing with his foot, followed by a clip of the first time Conor had brought her on stage.
"You'll have your own battles to fight when you are older." Your favorite clip played. You came home to find Conor asleep inside your daughter's playpen with her after trying to get her to sleep on her own, the camera turning to show the huge smile on your face.
"You'll find yourself frozen inside, but always remember. If you feel alone facing the giants and you don't know what to do..." Next was a montage of short clips of Conor holding her in various airports, airplanes, and trains. As often as he could, he took the two of you wherever he went. This was followed by Conor and her with various snapchat filters. Conor posted these almost daily, so it was hard to narrow it down.
"My love is a light driving away all of your fear." Pictures from different holidays and parties flashed through, your favorite being Conor dressed up as the old guy from up and your daughter dressed up as the dog.
"So don't be afraid, remember I made, a promise to keep you safe." The song came to a close, the video ending on a clip of Conor holding and singing to your daughter backstage at another one of his shows. "And if you feel you're sinking, I will jump right over
Into cold, cold water for you..." in the clip, he noticed you were recording him and he smiled, turning so that your daughter was in the video. "And although time may take us into different places..."The video slowly faded out
The crowd was full of "awwws" and cheering. You turned to look at Conor and he had your daughter in his arms held close to his chest, a few tears trailing down his cheeks. You leaned in and kissed him. "I told you you were a great dad."
"Thank you so much." he replied, kissing you back.
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a/n This is the song I always sing to the babies in my family. You should listen to it, it's incredibly sweet. "Keep You Safe" by J J Heller.
Walking out of your work building, you started down the pavement. Hearing your phone ring, you dug around in your purse to try to find it.
"Conor!" you said happily into the phone.
"Y/n, I need a huge favor!" Conor was whispering into the phone.
"Why are you whispering?" you laughed, navigating your way through the crowded street.
"I don't want my parents to hear me." Conor said.
"Well doesn't this sound familiar." you laughed. You had grown up with the Maynards and Conor and you used to sneak into each others rooms. Eventually both of your parents realized you were just friends and stopped trying to catch you.
Conor did laugh at that. "Shut up, I need to ask you a favor."
"Well get it out." you said, walking up to your flat door.
"Jack and I have been up with our parents this week and they just told us they're coming home with us. They're staying for two nights!" He continued to whisper.
"That doesn't explain why you're whispering." you whispered back, dropping your bag by the door.
"Y/n, we threw a party before we left. The flat is a mess and I know for a fact there's a bra hanging from our kitchen light." Conor started talking faster, telling you about how horrendous their flat looked.
"Oh, shit. Your mum is going to kill you." you laughed, you had started changing into leggings and a sweater.
"I know! Y/n can you pleeeeeeeeease go straighten our flat before we make it home?" Conor begged. "I promise I'll make it up to you."
"Conor, I just worked for 12 hours." you whined into the phone knowing you'd be helping him anyways. "What about Josh?"
"I know, love. I know. But I swear I'll make it up to you. Josh's flight won't land for another hour." he went silent waiting for you answer.
"Fine, I'll do it. But I'm drinking your wine and you WILL make it up to me." you said, slipping on your shoes and grabbing your bag.
"I'll buy you a hundred bottles of wine." Conor laughed. "I'll stall them as long as I can, but we'll probably be there in like 3 hours."
"Just text me when you're getting into London." you said, hanging up the phone and walking to Conor's flat.
When you walked in, you saw just how bad it was. There were beer cans and beer bottles all over the place. There was food left out and someone had definitely been sick right OUTSIDE the bathroom door. The beds were messy and covered in things you didn't want to question. Taking in just how bad it was, you walked straight to his kitchen and opened a bottle of wine. "Lets do this." you said, pouring yourself a hardy glass.
You stripped Jack and Conor's beds of their linens and washed them straight away. Josh's room was pretty neat, so you just straightened the bedding and grabbed the little bit of laundry he had laying out. You gathered about 4 bags of trash before trekking them down to the dumpster. You did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen floors and counters, chucking almost everything in the fridge. After cleaning up whatever disgusting mess was in front of the bathroom, you cleaned the rest of the bathroom, making sure to stock up the towels and toilet roll after switching over the bedding to the dryer. You remade the beds, folded laundry, and lit a few candles in each room for good measure. The place actually looked like adults lived there for once. Putting the boys laundry back in their cupboards and throwing the now empty bottle of wine away, you decided to run and grab a few groceries at the corner store. You knew their parents well and knew that his mom would be inspecting the flat to make sure her boys were doing okay.
Letting yourself back into their flat, arms full of groceries, you ran straight into Josh. "I am so sorry." you said, picking up everything that had fallen to the ground.
"You scared the shit out of me." he said, helping you pick the groceries up. "What are you doing here?"
"Ask your roomies." you sarcastically laughed. "This place was a shit show when I got here a few hours ago."
"Where are they?" Josh asked, helping you put the groceries away. "And why does it smell so good in here? Did you do my laundry?"
Laughing, you replied. "I deep cleaned your flat and lit some girly candles. And if that text I just got is from Conor, then they're about 10 minutes away in a car with their parents and Anna." You walked to your bag to check your phone.
"Oh, shit." Josh laughed. "A surprise visit from mama Maynard?"
"Yup, and they're parking right now." You said, running around to blow out the candles. "I should head out."
"It's too late to be walking around by yourself." Josh said, pulling you into a hug.
"Josh, I just grocery shopped drunk for you brats. I think I can walk 4 blocks and make it home safely." you laughed.
"You lush." he teased.
"Hey, I had to clean up puke and whatever the hell Jack got all over his bed." you defended yourself, knowing he wasn't being serious. "I deserved a glass or two."
"So a bottle?" he continued to tease you, stopping when the both of you heard the door open.
"Oh, shit." you said, knowing you wouldn't be able to leave anytime soon. "Once she sees me I won't be able to leave."
"Hide in my room." Josh said, blocking the view from the hall with his body before following you into his room and closing the door.
"Thank you!" you whispered, pulling him into another hug. "They're going to be here for 48 hours. If you want to stay at my flat you're totally welcome."
"Really?" he asked, looking down at you.
"Of course. You're still packed from your trip. Why don't we just sneak out when they inevitably go up to Conor's room" You suggested.
"Works for me." he said, zipping his suitcase back up. "I'm going to go say hi and fill Conor in and I'll come get you when they go upstairs."
"Perfect." you said, lounging back on Josh's bed.
A few minutes later, Josh popped back into the room with your purse that you had left out in the living room. When he saw you, however, you had fallen asleep. 12 hours at work and almost 4 more cleaning had you exhausted. Never mind adding in a bottle of wine. Sitting your purse next to the bed, Josh pulled the covers over you and tucked you in. When he got Conor alone, he told him that you'd just crash in his room for the night and that you'd probably both head to yours when you woke up.
When you woke up early the next morning, you were draped across Josh, one leg thrown over his and your head resting against his chest. Looking up, you saw that Josh was already awake. "Hey, stranger." you chuckled, letting your head fall back down to lay on his chest.
"You passed out pretty quickly last night." Josh said, rubbing his hand up and down your arm. "I'm glad you didn't start walking home."
"I would have made it." you replied. "Don't be such a worry wart."
"Hey, I'm allowed to worry. You work too hard. Then you got talked into working more. I don't even want to think about how bad this place was." He started running his fingers through your hair.
"Mmmm, I like that you always play with my hair." you replied. "And I could have made it home. I fell asleep because your bed is comfy and the room was dark and it smells like you in here." You snuggled against Josh.
Josh laughed. "You always tell me I smell like boy."
"You do." You replied, laughing. You could hear someone walking around upstairs and the two of you immediately jumped up. "Oh, shit. We should sneak out before they make their way downstairs."
"I told Conor we'd probably be gone when he woke up." Josh replied, throwing his jeans back on.
When you walked out into the hall, you knew your plan had failed you yet again. "Sweetheart!" you heard Mama Maynard call from the kitchen. "It's so nice to see you! What are you doing here?" she pulled you into a hug.
Straightening out your hair and trying to fix your clothes, you faltered trying to come up with a good answer.
"She's dating Josh." you heard Conor say before walking around the corner.
"Yeah." Josh joined in, putting his arm around your shoulder. "She got in really late last night."
"Makes sense why the flat looks so good, love. You must be keeping these boys in check." she said.
"Oh, you don't know the half of it." you joked, watching Conor silently crack up behind his mom. "We're going to head to mine now, though, so we'll see you guys later." you said, hoping you'd found your out.
"Nonsense. I'm going to cook breakfast. You guys have to stay." she said, walking away. You never could argue with that woman.
When she was out of sight, you glared daggers at Conor. "You owe me all of the wine."
"I know, I know." Conor said, hugging you. "Thank you so much for cleaning the flat. It's literally never looked this good. You even bought us groceries." he said, kissing your forehead.
"You're gonna make this up to me." you laughed, turning to go back into Josh's room.
"Hey, sorry about what Conor said." Josh said, joining you.
"Why?" you asked, grabbing one of Josh's sweaters to change into. Your sweater smelled like cleaning products from last night.
Josh didn't answer, distracted by the fact that you were standing in his room in your leggings and bra.
"Sorry, I should have asked. Can I borrow this?" you asked, holding up his sweater.
Clearing his throat, he replied. "Of course. You didn't have to ask. And I meant that I'm sorry Conor's mom thinks we're dating. You didn't really have a choice in the cover story."
Slipping the sweater on, you went on your tip toes to kiss Josh's cheek. "Hey, I did your laundry. The least you can do is fake date me for 2 days."
"Y/n, I would actually date you." he laughed. "I meant I'm sorry that you have to fake date me."
"Who says I wouldn't actually date you?" you winked, walking out of the room to help Mama Maynard in the kitchen.
"Darling, how long have you two been dating?" she asked you.
"Oh, it's really recent, but I've liked him for a long time." you said, knowing Josh could hear you. "I'm really excited to see where it goes."
"Just a second!" he replied, shuffling something around in his room.
"Meet me down at the car!" you yelled back, grabbing your bag and walking to the lift.
You were currently picking up your best friend to take him to get his wisdom teeth out. Usually Josh would Uber everywhere, but the dentist warned him that he would be really out of it after the procedure.
Josh hopped in your car looking quite stressed. "Sorry I took so long. I couldn't find something."
"What were you looking for?" you asked, pulling out of the parking garage.
"It's not important." he answered, looking out the window.
"Hey, don't stress. I got my wisdom teeth out last year. You'll get pain meds and feel really stoned for about 5 hours. I'll make sure to get you plenty of ice cream and it'll be over before you know it." you reached over to squeeze his hand.
Smiling over at you, he squeezed your hand back. "Thank you. I hate the dentist. I'm mad I couldn't find my fucking....."Josh's voice trailed off. He dropped your hand and started rubbing his wrist.
"Josh, what were you looking for?" you pulled up to a red light and looked over at him.
Looking down, Josh answered. "I couldn't find my bracelet. The one you made me when we moved to London."
"Oh." you said, not expecting that. "I can just make you another one, goober." you tried to comfort him.
"No, I need it today. I wear it whenever I'm anxious or, you know...when I'm afraid or whatever. I just couldn't find it." Josh confessed, looking ashamed that he was so nervous about the dentist.
You pulled into the dentist office's parking lot and parked the car. "Josh." you grabbed his hand and waited for him to look at you. "You're going to be fine, I promise. I'll be here the whole time." Josh didn't know that you were wearing your matching anklet. You had made a bracelet for him and an anklet for you when you moved to London. He moved for YouTube and you moved for school.
Josh just nodded and got out of the car. When he was in the dentist's chair waiting to be seen, the assistant let you wait in there with him. Before the dentist walked in the room, you leaned down and unclasped your anklet. "Hey. Look at me." you smiled, holding up the anklet and waiting for Josh to look over at you. "I know it's not the same, but maybe it will make you feel a bit better." you said, clasping it onto his wrist.
Josh sat straight up and stared at the anklet. "Y/n, thank you so much." he said, pulling you into a tight hug.
"Don't worry about it." you hugged him back. When the dentist walked in, Josh started playing with the anklet. "Alright, love. I'll be out in the waiting room the whole time." you leaned down and kissed his forehead.
When the dentist finally walked him out into the waiting room, Josh's face lit up when he saw you. "Y/n! You're here!"
The dentist laughed. "I told you she would be." He handed you Josh's prescription and some information on taking care of his mouth. "Your boyfriend is rather goofy right now."
"Oh, we're just friends." you laughed. "And he's pretty goofy even when he's sober." you twined your fingers with Josh's. "Is he ready to go?" you asked.
"Good to go. You have his medication and those instructions are easy to follow." He replied.
"Thank you!" you said, walking Josh out to your car.
The only annoying thing Josh did was insist on taking the stairs because "lifts are very dangerous."
"Josh, we're on this floor, come back down." you said, opening the door into the hall. Letting the two of you into his flat, you immediately went and got him a glass of water so he could take his pills. "Hey, sweetheart. I need you to drink this and take these." you sat Josh down on the couch.
Josh nodded and downed the pills and water. "I want to sleep." he said, his eyes sitting half closed.
"Lets get you in bed, love." you grabbed his hand and led him to his room. "You need to change or you'll be uncomfortable."
"I'm too tired." he said, sitting on the bed.
"Oh, such a baby." you laughed, kneeling down to take his shoes off. "Josh, stand up. You need to take your jeans off."
"You just want to get me naked." Josh tried to wink and failed miserably.
Watching your drugged up best friend had you in tears laughing. "I've seen you naked plenty of times." you said, helping him out of his jeans.
"The dentist thought we were dating." He said smiling up at you after sitting back down on the bed. "It's because we're both so good looking." Josh said with a straight face.
You continued laughing until it hurt. "We are, aren't we."
"Definitely. We'd make really pretty babies. Even my mom said so." Josh said, his filter completely gone.
"Mama P said that?" you asked, fluffing Josh's pillows.
"She loves you. I keep telling her you're going to marry a doctor or something, but she still asks about you whenever she calls." Josh said, still sitting on the end of the bed.
"Why do you think that?" you asked, having no idea that Josh and his mom even talked about you.
"Because you're really smart. And pretty. And stuff" he said, twisting to face you.
"You're really smart and pretty and stuff too, Josh." you laughed.
"Awwww, you think I'm pretty." Josh smiled up at you looking like he was going to fall asleep any second.
"Come on, hun. Lets get you in bed." You said, walking to stand in front of him.
"Only if you stay." he said, pulling you to stand between his legs.
"You're going to fall asleep in two seconds, Josh. You won't even know I'm gone." you replied, rubbing your hands up and down Josh's back.
"I'm injured. You need to be nice to me." he continued, fake pouting, one hand coming up to rest on his swollen cheek.
"Alright. I'll stay." you pressed a kiss to the top of his head. "Lay down and I'll be right back."
"Promise?" Josh asked, not yet letting you go.
"Promise." you replied, helping him up. You pulled back the covers and tucked him in.
"If you don't find your doctor husband by the time we're 30 can I take you on a date?" Josh asked, his eyes closing as his fingers played with the anklet he had around his wrist.
"Josh, I'm not marrying a doctor." you smiled down at your sleepy bestie. "And if you can remember this conversation when you wake up, you can take me on a date when your mouth feels better."
"Deal." Josh replied.
"I'll be right back." you said, dipping down to press a kiss to his temple.
You walked back to the living room to check when Josh would need to take more pain pills. You grabbed two of them and another glass of water just in case you were still in his room when he needed them. Double checking the instructions, you walked back to Josh's room to find him fast asleep. Crawling into the bed, you laid down next to him facing him. You couldn't help but smile thinking about the odd conversation you just had. Part of you really hoped he remembered your deal.
