Joe Keery Imagines Vol. 2

A Blast From the Past - Joe Keery

Joe's POV

I ignored Andy as he rambled through my schedule for the day. I was already aware of everything I had to do. I resisted rolling my eyes as the make-up lady finished touching up whatever they put on my face.

I continued to ignore Andy when I noticed someone over the make-up lady's shoulder.

"Who's that?" I said, under my breath. The girl looked over her shoulder and smiled before turning back to me.

"That's Y/N," she explained as she instantly went back to fixing my face. "She's our photographer. She's extremely talented, really relaxed, and just a blast. You'll like her."

"I know her," I mumbled as the make-up girl left.

"What?" Andy asked, finally not looking at his phone.

"I know her," I repeated.

"The photographer? How the hell do you know her?" He laughed. "She's the hottest and most-wanted photographer in all of LA. It's nearly impossible to get a session with her."

"She was my neighbor growing up," I said, my voice still barely audible. "Her family lived next to mine our entire lives. I remember looking out my window and seeing her reading a book on her bed. That's the last time I saw her."

"When was this?" Andy asked, his voice changing.

"The day I left for Hollywood."

I could still remember how beautiful she looked. I couldn't remember what book she was reading, but I remembered the small smile on her face.

"Did you ever talk to her?" He asked with a slight laugh. His smirk faltered when he saw the look on my face. I cleared my throat and looked away.

"No," I said under my breath. "Not anything more than small pleasantries in passing."

"Pity," Andy said, his tone changing. "Well, this shoot is supposed to take all day."

"So?" I asked, clearing my throat.

"Now's your chance," he said, patting my shoulder. I gasped when he pushed me toward her. I tried to object when he started to introduce me.

"Y/N, it's wonderful to meet you," he said in his overly sweet manager voice. "This is. . ."

"Joe Keery," Y/N chuckled as she handed her camera to an assistant and walked over to me.

I gasped when she wrapped her arms around me. When I snapped out of it, I wrapped my arms around her waist.

"It's been a long time," she said as she pulled out of our hug.

"It has," I replied, not knowing what else to say to her. "It's good to see you," I stuttered. "What have you been up to?"

She sent me a teasing smile before gesturing around us. "Right," I said, laughing awkwardly. "Your dream came true."

"It did," she said slowly. "I can't believe you remembered that."

I cleared my throat and looked away. Andy was watching us and sent me an encouraging smile as he mouthed something. I opened my mouth to stumble out the first thing that came to my mind when someone came jogging over.

"Umm. . . Ms. Y/N?" The assistant stuttered.

I couldn't help but notice the Ms.

She sent me a small smile before turning to the assistant. "What's up, Betty?"

"Well. . . You see. . ."

"Betty," she elongated.

"I can't find your memory card," she blurted out. I was confused when Y/N laughed.