October 18, 2017 | 6:09 PM PT

I love fall but, clearly, California is not getting the memo that it’s October already, and it still feels like it’s the middle of summer (it’s supposed to be 100°F next week like ???).  I just want to wear my favorite sweaters and have a proper hot mug of pumpkin spice latte (8/10 for Trader Joe’s pumpkin spice coffee btw), is that too much to ask for?

anonymous asked:

fics where clarke and or bellamy run their own buisness?? x

Florist Bellamy

Florist Clarke

Bellamy runs a tea shop: Not an Average (Cup of) Joe

Bellamy runs a coffee shop: One of those days

Clarke runs a coffee shop

Bellarke run competing bars/clubs: waiting game

+ tattoo artist clarke & tattoo artist bellamy tags!

Our Future

Joe sat shirtless on his side of the bed, scrolling through his phone.

“Did you know Olivia almost jumped into the shower with me this morning?” He said out loud to Taylor who was in her walk-in closet finding a simple vest to wear to bed. 

“I practically had to drag her out of there. Your little felines really don’t like to move” he chuckled to himself as he put the phone on the bedside table.

“Oh gosh, she does that all the time” Taylor giggled as she walked over to her side of the bed and sat there next to Joe, wearing red underwear and a plain black vest. 

“I’ve tried to stop her many times before but what can you really do when there’s two animals in your house and neither of them behave?” They both chucked. 

“Well…” Joe said as he rolled over on top of Taylor, leaving soft kisses on her neck. 

“There’s actually more than two animals in this house that don’t like to behave much” he lifted his head up to wink at her, causing her to blush and giggle, pushing him slightly.

“Well unlike my cats, does this other animal tend to be more…….active, at night?” Taylor raised her eyebrow to tease him slightly whilst she stroked a hand through his luscious blonde hair.

“I guess we’re about to find out……” they both giggled as they continued making love. Taylor then rolled over on top of Joe so her thighs were on either side of him and she was bent down kissing his soft lips whilst cupping his face in her hands. Joe’s hands roamed up and down Taylor’s waist, tugging slightly at her vest which he was desperate to remove. Taylor released her lips from his to pull her vest over her body, throwing it on the floor, then continued desperately on his lips. The soft yet passionate kisses always got Taylor feeling sensual. Taylor then released herself again and began leaving a trail of kisses down his chest, getting lower down with each kiss. The smirk on her face had a very physical effect on Joe, which Taylor could easily see and feel. 

“Seems to be more than three animals then huh?” Joe smirked at her as she began to pull his boxers down.

“I love you” Joe whispered into her ear as he hugged her from behind whilst they both cuddled on the bed after a hot make out session that led further than either of them had planned.

“Sometimes I wonder why” Taylor began speaking, completely in her own little world whilst Joe was planting her kisses.

“Why what?” Joe mumbled into her neck.

“Why you stayed.” She said bluntly, catching Joe slightly off guard. He sat up and faced Taylor.

“What do you mean?”

“Well” Taylor started, as she turned around to face him too. His hands playing with her golden locks

“There have been so many little inconveniences, so many, how do I say, abnormal situations for you whilst you’ve been with me. So many little errors that would irk anyone ordinary like you. The jet stalking, paps outside my apartment, paps following you from airports. These things, they’re not what a normal person is used to so, why?” She looked him dead in his deep blue eyes.

“Why did you stay?”

“Tay come on….” Joe shuffled to pull her closer to him.

“Where is this coming from? Did something happen?”

“Nothing outside the ordinary, no. I’m just curious why are regular, adoring guy like you would want to put up with all of this just to be with someone”

“You’re not just someone. You’re generous, and you’re caring, and lively, and thoughtful, and you always have a smile on your face despite everything you’re going through, you’re always polite to everyone you meet, you always put others first. I could go on, but, my point is, there’s no flaws. Everything you do is pleasing. You’re never acting prestigious because of your status, you always greet people with genuine interest and love. You’re just perfect.”

Taylor was slightly tearing up at this point over Joe’s words.

“I love you, and I’ll never stop loving you Taylor, don’t forget that. I’m here to stay, no matter what obstacles are thrown at me. Nobody is going to stop me from loving you” he whispered, wiping the one tear off of Taylor’s cheek that had begun rolling down.

“I love you” Taylor’s just managed to get out, her voice cracking slightly due to a rush of emotions, mainly love.

“What about you?”

“What do you mean?” Taylor questioned.

“What did you see in me, an ordinary, nothing special lad who just left acting school? You could have gone for anyone famous but you stuck with me. Why?”

Taylor sighed as she prepared herself to explain.

“My mom always said to me, you’ll know when you’re in a genuine, stable relationship when there’s never a feeling of jealousy, or insecurity, and that you’d never sit there and question how everything happened because it was just meant to. But you can never go actively searching for the person that makes you feel loved and adored, they’ll find their way to you if it’s meant to be.” She turned to look Joe in his eyes.

“The night I met you, there was just something in my gut. Something was telling me to not ignore these signals, ya know. I couldn’t tell what it was in that moment because I was so occupied with my friends and the idea of independently partying with my girlfriends and not having to worry about guys. But in the back of my head, I kept hearing my moms voice telling me that you never know if you don’t try, and honestly, I’m so grateful that I took the chance. That I got to know you, and meet your family and friends. Hang out with you. Just the feeling of being around you felt, right. You gave me the feeling of normalcy that I had always craved without me having to go out and search for it, and for that I’m forever grateful, Joe. I love you so much. Thank you for staying” she leaned upwards slightly, planning a soft elongated kiss on Joe’s lips. Joe felt warm in that moment, the feeling of being with Taylor felt so real, like it was just the two of them and nothing else mattered. He knew he wanted more with her, but wasn’t sure when to bring up the conversation of their potential future.

The two of them cuddled together, within the radius of each other’s warmth and slept peacefully within tangled arms and legs.

“Mommy!” Diana, their adorable 4 year old baby girl ran around the kitchen table, being chased by Leo, their older 9 year old son.

“Hey kids! Be careful! You’re gonna get hurt!” Joe stood up quickly from his seat, running after the two little mischief makers. He picked Diana up as she stuck her tongue out to Leo.

“Hey! Daaaaad! Diana won’t give me my solider toy back! It’s part of my set and it all looks wrong if it’s not there!” Leo complained.

“Diana, sweetheart, come on that’s Leo’s toy” he said softly to his baby girl.

“But I wanna play with it!!” Diana began crying

“It’s mine! Pass it!” Leo screamed at her, trying to pull it out of her grip.

“Hey! Guys come on, stop fighting!” Joe demanded nicely, he could never raise his voice at his kids.

“Ugh are you two fighting over Leo’s toy again?” said a stressed Taylor, who was late to a meeting, running down the stairs and into the kitchen to make herself a quick toast.

“Morning love” Joe smiled at her and she smiled back lovingly.

“Guys come on, be reasonable” she said as she walked over to her husband and kids, picking Diana up in her arms. She ruffled Leo’s beautiful blonde hair that resembled his father’s and smiled at him.

“You can have it back when she falls asleep Leo” Taylor kissed her son’s head as she walked over to the bread that had just jumped out of the toaster.

“Dad, you know my PE teacher said I was really good at the football game yesterday and I should consider joining a team” Leo told his dad as they both sat at the kitchen table, Joe sipping some coffee whilst Leo had his Kellogg’s cereal.

“Oh that’s great buddy! You really were amazing yesterday! Your mom and I were so proud!” He smiled at his son as he ruffled his hair.

“Maybe you should sign up for a football team today” Taylor said from the kitchen fridge as she put the butter away and made her way to the table with Diana in one arm and her toast in the other.

“Yeah I will, my friend Mark said he’s gonna join too so we could go to practice together!” He spoke excitedly, as she carried on having his cereal.

Taylor and Joe both smiled at their son, completely in love his innocence. He was an exact copy of Joe, he had his fathers lips and nose, and his hair was thick and blonde.

“So where are you off to today love?” Joe asked Taylor, holding her hand from across the table.

“I have a meeting in town and I’m already running late. It was re scheduled to earlier today and I completely forgot!” Taylor spoke fast, trying to eat her toast quickly.

“Hey calm down you’re not gonna be late” Joe eased her, noticing how stressed she was. He always had a calming effect on her.

Taylor sighed.

“You’re right, sorry” she smiled at him.

Just then, the doorbell rang, and Leo ran from the table to open the door and meet his friend Mark who was waiting outside.

“I’m just coming, let me get my school bag” Leo told him, then ran upstairs to grab his stuff.

“Mark, love, you can come inside” Taylor spoke out loud as she walked over to the door with Joe to greet him. He was a close trustworthy kid, and Leo always walked to school with him in the morning.

“You did really well in the game yesterday buddy, I heard you’re going to join the team?” Joe asked him as they both stood at the door.

“Yeah, our teacher said we were the best players on the field! I’m totally going to join the team today, with Leo of course” he said excitedly. They both smiled at him.

Just then Leo came running down the stairs with his school bag.

“Don’t forget your lunch buddy” Joe reminded Leo, as he quickly put his lunch box into his school bag and stepped out the house with Mark.

“Bye, you two be careful now” Taylor said as she fixed Leo’s collar and kissed his cheek.

“Love you”

“Love you too mom, oh and you too dad”

They all giggled as he left. Taylor and Joe stood cuddled together at the door watching their son walk off to school. They loved how excited he got over everything, and how adoring he was. They then shut the front door.

“You know….” Joe spoke quietly with his arms around Taylor’s waist.

“We could drop Leo off at Mark’s tonight, and Diana off at your mom’s place so we could have some alone time tonight”

“You really can’t control yourself, can you?” Taylor giggled in his arms. “We literally just did it last night”

“Yeah but we had to be quiet because of the kids, and I know how much you don’t like being quiet” he smirked at her.

“I’ll see.” Taylor smiled at him, kissing his lips softly.

“But for now, I need to get to this meeting. Where are you going today?” She asked, walking over to their baby girl who was still sat at the table, chatting to herself.

“Well I’m going to drop Diana off to school first, then I need to go meet with my agency later. Busy day. Which is why I could use some alone time later.” Joe told her as he stroked his hands through his baby girl’s beautiful golden curls. She was an exact copy of Taylor. He loved that.

“Okay well have fun then, my ride is outside so I need to go”

“You’re ride will be in the bedroom later tonig-”

“Joe!!” Taylor smacked his arm lightly, causing him to chuckle.

“Okay okay, you go off then, have a great day.” He walked over to her, his arms wrapped around her waist.

“I love you” he mumbled against her lips.

“I love you too” Taylor responded, kissing him softly, then walking over to Diana and leaving a kiss on her head too, before she left.

And just then Taylor woke up, gasping. She turned to look over her shoulder, noticing she had slightly woken Joe up too with her sudden awakening.

“You alright babe?” He mumbled into her hair, still half asleep.

There was a moment of silence before she spoke.

“Do you ever think about us? And what we could be?”

Joe sat up on the bed, looking over at Taylor.

“Like our future together?” He asked, his hands rubbing at her thighs.

“Yeah, and kids” she said quietly, unsure of how he was going to take this conversation.

“Yeah, always. I think about us getting married, living together, and having loads of beautiful little Taylor and Joe’s” he spoke, looking her deep in her blue eyes. “And then nights we’ll have to stay up looking after our babies, and watching them grow up and go off to collage. I think about that all the time.”

“Why did you never tell me?” Taylor spoke, her voice slightly breaking because of how much she loved him.

“I just, didn’t know how you would take it. Didn’t want to seem to desperate I guess” he spoke quietly.

“Joe….” she took his face in her hands.

“I always think about this stuff too, I want us to be together and have kids as much as you. I always dream about this stuff and how beautiful our future could be one day.” Joe smiled at her, completely in love with the woman sitting next to him on the bed. He knew he wanted to marry her one day and give her everything she’s ever wanted, and he would get what he wants too. A life with the woman he loves.

“I love you so much” Joe whispered to her, wiping the single tear from the cheek.

“I love you too” Taylor whispered, as they both cuddled up in each other’s arms. Content with life. In love. And most importantly, together.

Hello || Joe (pt 2)

Joe masterpost found here

Word count - 1,524

Summary - The one after the drunken honesty.

(part 1)


You were awake long before Joe was. Worried that Joe may wake up with no recollection of the night before, you had him sleep in your bed while you stayed on the couch. Sure, it had you tossing and turning all night, but you thought that was better than waking up to Joe’s confused and hungover face.

As soon as the sun started to peek through your windows, you were out of bed. You made yourself a cup of coffee and walked out to your porch, dragging a blanket out with you. You sat on your patio couch, tucking your feet underneath you and pulling the blanket over your lap. You were dressed in shorts and a jumper, and with a blanket covering your legs, you were quite comfortable in the brisk March air.

While your body was comfortable, your mind was going mad. Would Joe remember anything when he woke up? Was he drunkenly rambling the night before, or did he really feel the way he expressed? Did you want him to remember? What would happen if he did remember? You weren’t sure you wanted any of those questions to be answered.

Of course though, they had to be. Joe had woken up and was now sitting beside you, a coffee cup in his own hands. “I helped myself,” he mumbled. “Hope you don’t mind.”

“It’s okay,” you said. “Did you find the Advil?”

“Same drawer as always,” he said back. You nodded, staring back off into the skyline. The sun was still rising. “I’m sorry I called you,” he said, breaking the silence between you. “That was wrong.”

“You were drunk,” you said. “I understand.” You paused, taking a sip of your coffee. Joe did so as well. “Do you remember what happened?” you asked quietly.

“Some of it,” he mumbled, his lips still close to his mug. He took another sip. “Enough to know that we should talk about some stuff.”

You stared down at your coffee cup, your heart beating too fast for your liking. “I don’t know what there is to talk about,” you lied blatantly. 

“Can you just,” Joe sighed. “For a few minutes, can you just knock your walls down, just long enough for us to talk?” You sighed, still avoiding eye contact completely with Joe. “You said you still love me,” he said gently. You finally willed yourself to look at him to see that his blue eyes were already staring at you.

You snorted, “That much you remember.”

“(Y/N),” Joe sighed. “Please.”

“I don’t know what you want me to say,” you mumbled.

“Tell me that I heard you right,” he was almost begging now. “Tell me that you still love me.” You sighed, looking down at your mug again.

“Yeah, I still love you,” you said quietly, thinking back to your phone conversation with him the night before. “You’re kind of hard to let go of.”

You still wouldn’t look up at Joe. You stared at the small amount of coffee still swirling at the bottom of your mug as if it was more interesting than the sun slowly rising in the sky. Suddenly, you felt Joe’s hand on top of yours, rubbing his thumb on your skin. It was as if you had gone back in time, remembering all of the moments you had sat with him on his balcony, talking about random things, counting the stars in the sky, fighting and then making up. And then the proposal where you handed him back the ring you couldn’t take and walked out of his life.

In that instant, you started crying. Tears were rolling down your cheeks and you were crying almost silently. You had walked away from the best thing that ever happened to you for what? Safety? Security? Assurance that he could never leave you if you left him first? “You know,” you finally said, sniffing whilst trying to control your tears, “my grandpa left my grandpa when I was 5. And my dad left my mom when I was 12. I just, the man has walked out of every marriage I’ve ever seen. I could be in a relationship with you because I convinced myself that we were safe as long as we never got married. Then, well then you proposed and all I could see was my 12 year old self sitting on the couch with my mom while she tried to explain to me what she meant by Dad’s not coming back. I felt like I was drowning in the outcomes of every marriage that I’ve ever seen fail. I didn’t want that to be us.”

Joe continued to just rub your arm with his thumb. He didn’t make any moves closer to you, not wanting to break down another wall when you didn’t yet want him to. “You could’ve talked to me,” he said quietly. “I thought you stopped loving me. It fucked me up so bad, (Y/N).”

“I know,” you said, covering your face with your hands. Your breath was shaky and you felt tears on your face again. The guilt you had been carrying was so heavy, the weight of it was finally crashing down on you. “I’m so sorry.”

“Hey, it’s alright,” Joe said quietly, pulling your hands away from your face. His eyes locked with yours and you instantly felt a sense of relief. His eyes always had a way of doing that to you. “You still breathing, yeah?” he said, his thumb resuming the gentle rub on your arm. “You’re alright. You’re alright.” You nodded, sniffing again to compose yourself.

“I’m just so sorry,” you repeated. “I can see it in your eyes that you’re tired. You look sickly, Joe.” And it was true. The bags under his eyes were horrendous and his skin looked pale. He looked even thinner than usual, like he hadn’t been eating properly in months. “Joe when was the last time you ate something?”

“I eat,” he said defensively.

“Like a meal, Joe,” you said.

“I don’t know,” he mumbled, brushing some hair out of his face. “This isn’t about me right now.”

“Joseph you’re not well!” you said sternly. “I don’t like this.” Your thumbs brushed across his face, under his eyes and to his temples. He immediately closed his eyes at your touch. “This is my fault, isn’t it?”

“I’m alright,” he said, his voice small.

“You’re lying,” you said. “I can hear it in your voice.”

Joe sighed, “I told you last night that I just, I don’t know how to be over you. I was bad and then I was okay and now I feel empty again. I’m trying so hard, (Y/N), you gotta know that.” He paused, forcing a smile on his face again, “You’re doing good though, yeah?”

“No, I’m not,” you said firmly, your words slightly shocking you. This was the first time you actually admitted this to yourself, let alone to Joe. “No, I’m not doing good. I let go of the one person who could put up with me because I was afraid. And now, well now I just feel sad all the time. I feel sad and alone and I want to call someone to tell them how I feel but the only person I can think to call is you. I love you. I love you so fucking much that it’s killing me right now to see you like this. If I could take all your pain and put it on my shoulders, I would. Because I’m the one who deserves it. I’m the one who hurt you so I should be suffering. I just want everything to go back to how it was because I have never been happier than during those three years when I was with you. So no Joe, I’m not good. I feel empty and I’m trying to fill myself back up but there’s a hole in my heart and it’s shaped a whole lot like you and I can’t fill that back up on my own.”

Joe pressed his lips against yours so quickly, you almost jumped. The feeling was so familiar, though, that you instantly relaxed and kissed him back. His hands were on your face and yours were around his neck, loving the way his hair felt against your finger tips again. You weren’t sure who pulled away from the kiss, but when you did, your foreheads stayed pressed up against each others. “I’m so in love with you,” Joe whispered. “And we don’t have to get married. Not right now. Not ever if you don’t want to.”

“I want to get married, Joe,” you said. “Maybe not right now, but I will marry you. I will. I really will.” Joe smiled and for the first time in a while, it actually made his eyes light up like they used to. With his lips centimeters away from yours, you could feel him smile again.

“Well, I’m glad I kept that ring then.”

And as the sun came up over the horizon, a new day began and the Earth got a fresh start. So did your relationship with Joe.

Warm - part 1

Warm - part 1/3 | Joe Sugg | imagine
Word count: 3094
Request: The reader meet Joe randomly in the street and then they start to date and are really in love but they are both worried about the difference age because Joe is 25 and the reader is 17-18
A/N: Thank you again for the sweet anon who requested it! I would love to know if you liked it! At first it would be only a small imagine, but I was carried away so… See you soon, sweeties! [Y/F/B/N is for “your friend’s boyfriend’s name”]
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There were grey clouds in the sky that afternoon. You had never liked them, but the weather never was up to you and never would be, so you were dealing with it buying yourself a cappuccino after a long period in school.

It was your last year and fools were the ones who thought teachers were being nicer just because you were almost done with it. No, they were only making the process more difficult. Thanks God you could go away soon.

Brighton was a good place to live, you were sure of it. You had really happy times in there, but all you knew was Brighton, this was the only city you ever lived in and now was the time to change things, turning into a new you (or some bullshit like that, you just couldn’t handle living in there).

“Let’s go, Y/N!” Y/F/N called, squeezing her boyfriend’s hand, poor Y/F/B/N. She was impatient because this was your second time getting coffee that week and, in the first, you almost got late for the first class.

“It is not my fault, Y/F/N.” you answered, a little annoyed. “You can go first. I’ll catch you guys later.”

This was all that Y/F/N wanted to hear.

“Fine.” she said, leading Y/F/B/N to the exit even before she finished saying that one word.

You rolled your eyes, toking your phone out of your pocket and checking your notifications. How nice was being abandoned by your friends and having only an electronic device as companion.

Your goal was going to London after graduating, you knew you would struggle, but you didn’t care. You wanted to feel independent and the only way to do that was abandoning your comfort zone for real. You would cry a lot probably with all the effort you would need to put through so you could support yourself, but it would all be fine.

“Y/N.” The coffee lady said.

There were two cups in front of you, but you didn’t saw the other one, grabbing the first that you saw. You needed to hurry if you really wanted to be abble to go with your friends, so you started walking as fast as you could without dropping the drink in your clothes.

Your right hand was already in the door when someone touched your shoulder.


You turned back, looking at the screen of  your phone to try to send Y/F/N a message saying to her hold up a little.

“I guess this is my coffee you are with.” the voice said.

You looked up and you could feel your eyes widening a little.


You always thought that people on Youtube was only known if you were part of the Youtube community and even like that, there were a lot of people you couldn’t know about. Joe Sugg? Joe Sugg wasn’t one of those.

He laughed at your reaction and took the cup of your hand, you didn’t protested. Instead, of doing that, you blinked your eyes, trying to make sentences and then laughed of yourself.

“I’m sorry.”

“That’s fine.”

“No, really, I didn’t see it was your coffee.”

Joe smiled.

“Yeah, you don’t seem to be a coffee’s thief.” he joked, holding another cup to give to you. “Here, this is yours.”

“Thank you.” you said. “And saying I don’t seem a thief it’s quite nice of you.” you commented and turned your cup to see if that was really your name in it.

“Hey, as long as I know, you can be a house’s thief.” I could be a heart’s thief “I just said you don’t steal other people’s coffee…” he tried to see the name that was written in your cup as you raise it. “Y/N.”

You took a sip of your drink.

“Yeah, hi. Nice to meet you.”

“Hi, I’m Joe.”

“I will pretend I didn’t know that so we can talk normally, is that ok?” you tried to make fun, you clearly knew who he was.

Joe laughed. “That’s ok, yeah.”.

Your phone started ringing “Sorry.” You looked at Joe with apologizing eyes. “Hello.”

“Y/N, where are you? We have a test in the first class of the afternoon in case you forgot.” Y/F/N didn’t even bothered of saying hello back. “We’re in school already, come fast.” she hung up before you could say something.

“Oh, fuck.” you cursed.

“Everything is ok?” Joe asked.

You forgot he was there.

“I gotta go, actually.”

Joe seemed a little disappointed, or this was what you liked to believe that time.

“Oh, ok. Cool.”

You smiled at him.

“It was really nice to met you, Joe.”

“Until a next time, Y/N.”

“Bye.” You nodded your head as you were waving a goodbye.

“Wait, I was wondering if…” you could give me your number, but you were gone.


“Y/N?” Y/F/N asked seeing you approaching your desk. “What happened? You are red.”

You laughed.

“You won’t believe what just happened.”


“I just met Joseph Sugg.” you told. “And I’m pretty sure he almost asked my number.


“Joe, honestly, your preference for coffee just can’t be that strong.”

“Shut up, Zo.”

“We drove all across the city for this damn coffee!” She complained, stopping by Joe’s side at the row.

“I know it.” he told, not really paying attention to his sister.

Zoe sighed. “Ok, spit it out.”


“The girl’s name.”

“What?!” he gave a nervous laugh.

“C’mon, Joe, I know it’s a girl.”

“Fine, fine…” Joe rolled his eyes. “Her name is Y/N.”

“Oh, that’s a good name!”

“I know.”

“Parking the car took me ages!” Alfie complained, catching up with the siblings. “So you guys already ordered?”

Zoe grinned. “Actually, Joe…”

“Zoe!” Joe complained. “You just need to tell everyone in the world, don’t you?” he asked.

Alfie laughed. “To Joe get this affected, we’re talking about girls, aren’t we?” It was always fun when the two of them started chattering about Joe’s crushes, he seemed like a little kid. If they were talking about Joe’s hook ups, thought, he didn’t seem nothing like a kid.

“Yeah!” Zoe agreed, bursting into laughs as her boyfriend.

Joe made a frown at the couple, they were really making fun of this?

“Oh, Joe! Buddy!” Alfie hugged his brother in law. “That’s ok, everybody can have a crush on someone.”

“Yeah, well, you crush my bloody sister!” Joe pointed out.

The trio were laughing when the door opened again and in the cafe entered one really special girl, being follow by her friend.

“Third time!” Y/F/N exclaimed. “Third fucking time this week, Y/N! For God’s sake, the week has only 5 days, how can you need that much coffee in your life?”

“Shut up, Y/F/N.” you ordered, looking around to see if you recognized the one you were looking for. From where he was, you couldn’t see him. “Come, let’s order our drinks.” you said, a little disappointed.

When Joe saw you, his face lit up. Yes! His completely stupid plain of trying to see you again worked out! He was a smart lad, wasn’t he? He smiled and walked to you.

“Hey, Y/N!” He greeted, playing cool. Zoe almost laughed out loud seeing her brother’s moves. He was trying to look chill and she knew he was putting all his effort in it because they literally just came across the city to that place.

You grinned, looking refreshed. “Joe!”

Y/F/N almost wanted to give you a slap, calm down, Y/N, damn! Don’t fangirl now, please. She looked at you with that warning look and you coughed a little, taking a deep breath afterwards.

“This is, Y/F/N.” You presented and your friend smiled politely to Joe.

“Hi, I’m Joe.” he said and Zoe thought it was about time to approach you guys. “And this is my sister, Zoe, and her boyfriend, Alfie.”

Oh, fuck. Joe were kidding with you, right? You weren’t such a youtuber fan, but really? You couldn’t handle that much.

You smiled at them and your friend did the same, trying your best to not freak out completely.

“Hi. I’m Y/N.”

“Hello!” Zoe said, she just wanted to jump around and make fun of Joe because he seemed a teenager again. “Nice to meet you!” You nodded.

“Hi!” Alfie shook your hand and Zoe followed his steps.

“Next!” The cafe’s lady shouted.

“Oh, this is us.” Y/F/N said, taking you by the hand and pulling you.

“Excuse me.” you asked, being sorry for such an abrupt reaction of Y/F/N. “Calm down, Y/F/N, please.” you whispered.

“Are you kidding me? The freakin Zoella is behind us! I just know her because of you and I am freaking out, how aren’t you?”

“I am, moron!” you whispered back. “But for what you love the most, don’t ruin it! This is like insane and stuff.”

“So what you girls are going to order?” The employee asked and you two smiled at her, remembering that you needed to actually have something to drink.


Y/F/N was gone to find you a table, you were so anxious about being in at the cafe that you actually got in there really early, so now there was no need to rush to school anymore. She leaved you behind because you were waiting your order.

“So, you are not from here, are you?” you asked Joe, Zoe and Alfie were ordering still.

“Oh, no, I’m from a small village on country side.” He answered and then gave a little smile. “I live in London now.”

“And why would you waste London to come to Brighton?” you looked through the window. “I mean, the weather is not beach vibes or anything…” you sighed, you wish that was. You loved sunny days.

Joe giggled, you seemed so disappointed about the season that he found really cute.

“My sister lives in here, I came to a meeting and now I’m crashing her place this week.” He told you.

“Oh, that’s nice.” You commented, pretending you didn’t know that Zoella lived in your city. Well, Adele did too… But Adele wasn’t buying coffee next to you, was she? Also, you didn’t know who was Adele’s brother, but you were pretty sure he wasn’t that gorgeous as Joe.

Your coffee was delivered, but you stood there and chatted more with Joe, he was really nice and his order wasn’t ready yet, so you could enjoy his company a little more before going in separate ways.

The place had heater and your coffee was really hot as well, so your body started sweating and you took off your coat, revealing your tattoo by your tank top.

“Oh, that’s cool.” Joe said, seeing the black ink on your shoulder.

You looked the way he was looking, sometimes you forgot you had a tattoo. It was there only, you weren’t reminded of it.

“Thanks.” You smiled.

What you didn’t know was that Joe was kind of relieved. The way you talked and the way you moved weren’t the same way as a student would do and, althought you were beautiful, you seemed a little younger than the girls Joe usually found attractive, seeing that you had a tattoo meant you were over 18 and everything was fine.

Well, except by the fact you weren’t 18 yet.


“So there I was, right? I’ve got no friends, no one to talk, my phone was in the bedroom and this huge man, like, he literally was 250 pounds, I swear. And he come and just started shouting things at me, saying I was rude and that kind of stuff.” You told, laughing already. “When actually, she” you pointed to Y/F/N “was the one who came to his wife and asked if she was pregnant.”

“Oh, no” Alfie commented, Joe closed his eyes.

“Guess what?” You continued. “She wasn’t.” All of them started to laugh. “The woman pointed at Y/F/N, but my friend here was gone by the time the man stood up for his wife. It was horrible, I swear.”

“She looked like she was pregnant! It wasn’t my fault!” Y/F/N told, trying to defend herself but failing because she was laughing so hard.

The cafe lady called Zoe’s name.

“Oh, that must be our order.” She said, receiving a look from Joe.

“Let me help you.” Alfie said, standing up and going to get their food.

“Could you help us too, Y/F/N?”

“Okay!” Y/F/N said, a little more excited than she should for just grabbing food, she could see what Zoe was doing there and was pretty happy in not standing in her way or yours.

Suddenly, was only you and Joe at the table. You tried to seem as you weren’t freaking out, so you took a sip from your coffee.

“So…” Joe started. “I guess you were about to tell me your number before ran away yesterday.”

You frowned. “I was? Are you sure?”  You joked.

Joe laughed. “Yes, you were.” You raised your shoulders. “Where you went anyway? I mean, you was in a rush for getting in there.”

“I am a really busy girl, Joe.” you said ironically, not wanting to give him up yet by telling you were heading to school.

“And does a busy girl like you go on dates?” Joe asked.

You smiled. “I could see in my schedule if I have time for that, yeah.” Joe smiled at you too, not knowing what he was going to.


“Y/N/N, we gotta go.” Y/F/N said, you didn’t notice that she, Zoe and Alfie got the food and were in another table, you were talking to Joe and lost the track of the world.

“Again?” Joe asked, he seemed a little upset and you couldn’t avoid liking it.

“I’m sorry.” you told, with a smile on your face. “But you do have my phone now, so I’m a few buttons away.” you winked  at him, something that no one saw coming. Fuck, you were flirting with Joe Sugg!

Joe laughed, he liked your move. “You are.”

You all said your goodbyes and you starting walking out from the cafe.

“Smooth.” Y/F/N approved.

“Shut up.”

“You’re so into him.” she laughed. “I can believe it. You actually have his number. He is not your celeb crush number 247 or something?”

“He might be on the top 10 at the moment.” you admitted and Y/F/N just couldn’t take you serious. You were a lucky girl, weren’t you. “I’m not stupid, though, I know it won’t take me anywhere.”

“Why?” she asked.

“Because I’m 8 years younger than him, maybe?” you suggested, being ironic again.

“I’m not saying to you to date him, I’m saying you can have some fun with an older guy just for a change.” she argued. “You don’t like boys at our school and it’s nice having someone to feed your ego.”

“You are with Y/F/B/N just to ‘feed your ego’ then?” you joked, making her laugh. Her idea wasn’t bad at all, you had to admit. Maybe you would do that.


Your phone rang, you received a message. Your eyes opened wide.

“No cells during class.” Your teacher told, looking at you quite angry.

“Sorry” you gave him a weak smile before searching the device in your backpack so you could leave it in silent mode. As you did it, you saw it was Joe sending you a message, something unusual of him, it was so early in the morning.

A couple weeks passed by since the exchange of numbers. You didn’t know how to react, but you were really enjoying your late chats and stuff like that, it would happen every day now and although you couldn’t admit it even to yourself, you started falling for him, something really really dangerous.

Good morning! was the content of his message. It immediately settled a smile on your face. You looked at your teacher to see if he was paying attention on what you were doing, he wasn’t anymore.

Why are you awake this early? you asked.

You turned your head to the board, seeing Math turn into the most boring thing in your whole existence. You missed the time school was easy and you could just forget about it some hours at the day.

Missing you is messing with my head. Joe sent and it made you roll your eyes, he loved to tease you like that.

Right. Now tell me the real reason. You could hear Joe’s laugh because of your answer.

Are you doubting it? you rolled your eyes again.

Yes was all you wrote.

Fine, fine… I have a meeting today. You kind of wished what he told about missing you was truth, but you were determined of being really grounded about this. Ask me where my meeting is, Y/N. he required.

Where your meet is, Joseph?

Brighton. he informed and your heart jumped and you needed to regain control. Fuck, Joe couldn’t just said that with you unprepared. Hum… Y/N? he asked when he realized you saw the message and didn’t answer it.

Well, this is a good excuse for you to don’t miss me that much, isn’t it? you joked, you started sweating waiting for his response.

We can meet and catch up to resolve this problem of mine, can’t we?

Are you asking me on a date? You joked. Be careful, Joseph, you won’t be able to keep up with me if you are…

You are the one who won’t be keeping up, Y/N. You couldn’t believe in it. It is a yes, then?

You took a deep breath, your panic starting showing up.

“Are you ok, Y/N?” Y/F/N asked.

You nodded your head. “No.”

“What happened?” she seemed worried, you just slid your phone to her desk. “Oh my God.” she commented as she read the messages. “You are going, right?” she confirmed, passing your cell back to you.

“I don’t know.”

“Oh, c’mon, Y/N! You can’t miss this opportunity.”

You agreed with that, but it wasn’t fair to Joe. He didn’t even knew that you were at school while he was texting you.

You took a deep breath again. It was about time he discover your age. You were letting go now.

Part 02