Just Friends (A Joe Sugg/ThatcherJoe fanfiction)

After meeting him on holiday and then losing contact with him over 5 months and then becoming his roommate, Skye finds herself becoming good friends with Joe Sugg. They find themselves becoming more than friends but with work and the hate from the fans, is it better to just stay friends?


4. Chapter 4

I arrived at the party and it looked amazing. The only problem is that everyone else was in a luau costume.

"It's a costume party?" I whispered to Joe.

"I didn't know..." He said.

Suddenly, a talk girl with long dark black hair and very red lips ran up to Joe and wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a hug. The girl was wearing a grass skirt

"Oh...hey Whitney." Said Joe.

Joe didn't hug her back. Instead, he slightly pushed her away and she gave him a big grin.

"Skye, this is Whitney. My um my ex girlfriend." He said, uncomfortably.

"It was an on-again off-again romance." Whitney smiled.

"Defiantly off." Joe whispered to me and I giggled but disguised it as a cough.

"So is this your new girlfriend or something?" Whitney glared at me a little.

"No- we're just friends." Joe said shortly.

Whitney gave me a fake sympathetic look. "So Skye, you're single?"

I nodded. Why was she asking this? I didn't particularly want to talk about my love life, not that I had one anyway.

"Poor thing." She gave me a sympathetic look. "I hate being single. All alone and sad..."

"I think I'm coping." I faked my best smile at her.

"Well could you maybe go find some guys or something? Or go have something to drink? It's just that I kind of need to talk to Joe in private."

I gritted my teeth. "Fine."

I went and sat down on one of the chairs seeing as there wasn't really anywhere else to go. Zoe and Alfie were dancing together and I didn't want to interrupt them. Obviously, I couldn't go to Joe because he was busy with Whitney.

I hated Whitney so much and I wasn't even sure why. She hasn't directly insulted me, I just felt so angry at her and I didn't know why.

Looking up, I saw Whitney looking happy and giggly. Joe looked slightly bored and annoyed. I smiled a bit when I saw he looked bored but quickly stopped myself.


Zoe had come down and sat next to me.

"Hey." I said, still looking at Joe and Whitney.

Zoe followed my eyes to them and sighed.

"Joe and Whitney? Don't worry about it, Joe really regrets going out with her. He hated her." She said.

I looked at her. "Oh, don't worry, I'm not worried if they get together. I would be happy if Joe found a girlfriend."

"I heard my name."

I looked up and saw Joe standing in front of me and Zoe. Whitney was gone which brought a slight smile to my face.

"We were just saying how good you and Whitney looked together!" I faked another smile.

I saw Zoe raise her eyebrow a little but she didn't say anything. She didn't have to. It was obvious Joe didn't believe me.

"Really?" He asked.

I nodded.

"Well sorry to disappoint you but me and Whitney won't be getting together anytime soon." He said.

I nodded and didn't say anything.

"Skye, would you like to go get a drink?" Joe asked.

"Sure." I smiled.

I followed Joe to the drinks bar and scanned the table of drinks. Most of them were alcoholic and a few fizzy drinks at the end of the table.

"What do you want to drink?" Joe asked me.

I didn't want to seem like a child and have one of the fizzy drinks but I desperately did not want to get drunk and act like an idiot tonight.

"I'll get a Coke." I mumbled.

"Then I will too."

Joe smiled and poured us two cokes.

"I can't believe I'm leaving tomorrow." He sighed.

"Neither can I."

"Can I have your number? We can stay in touch."

I smiled. "Of course, I'll put my number in your phone right now."

"Oh, I'm getting a new phone practically as soon as I get home. Can you write it down on a piece if paper for me and I'll put it in my phone when I get home?"

I nodded and wrote down my number on a piece of paper with my name.

"Wills is your last name, right?"

"Yeah, Skye Wills. What did you think it was?" I grinned.

He shrugged. "I was just checking I was your last name and not your husbands or something."

I laughed. "Husband? I'm only 20! Besides, you heard me say I was single."

He grinned. "Yeah I guess so. Anyway, so can I meet you tomorrow to say goodbye?"

I smiled. "Of course."

We talked and laughed for ages and I tried not to think about how hard it would be for me to say goodbye tommorow.

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