Joe Sugg Imagines

A Little Bit Jealous (Part 4)

It was the first day of Coachella. You were so excited. The 1975 and Halsey were going to perform. It was gonna be lit as fuck.

When you were all there, you ran off to go see who was on the main stage. It was the act before The 1975. Caspar had come to find you in the sea of people. He knew that you wanted to get away from Joe, so you ran to get an up close spot before your favorite band began to play.

The band ran out on stage and began to sing Chocolate. One of your favorite songs. You and Caspar jumped up and down and sang along.

After "chocolate" was UGH! Another one of your favorites.

"I'm gonna go see if I can find Oli," Caspar said and ran off. You jumped up and down and kept dancing and singing while Caspar left.

Caspar came back after 2 more songs. The Ballad of Me and My Brain, and Robbers.

Of course, after they were all back. Your all time favorite song came on. Somebody Else. Sadly, it was the saddest song that you could think of to go along with your situation.

They began to sing "so I heard, you found somebody else," you took those words to heart. Your began to tear up. You wanted to stay for your favorite song, but you knew that you would cry.

"Our love has gone cold, you're intertwining your soul with somebody else," and there was the first tear of many to come.

After the song ended, you ran off. Out of the crowd of people. Over to the empty benches. You could still hear them singing "Loving Someone"

You sat on the empty bench alone. You saw Joe and Brit having a laugh far off. You rested your head in your hands. Tears fell onto your palms.

You felt someone begin to rub your back. It was Oli. You leaned up and cried into his shoulder. He knew of everything that was going on.

He side hugged you. He felt so horrible for you.

~Oli's POV~

I ran after y/n. I knew that the song Somebody Else was going to make her cry. I saw her sit down on the bench. She put her head in her hands. I knew that she was crying. I had to do my best to comfort her.

As I sat down next to her, she looked up and leaned into my shoulder to cry. I looked around to see if I could see Caspar. I didn't see Caspar...I saw Joe.

He looked only a little phased. He kept hanging out with Brit. He didn't even care for his girlfriends needs.

I pulled out my phone and texted Caspar. I told him to go get y/n a slushy. A watermelon slushy. Her favorite.

Caspar came over as fast as he could. He had a watermelon slushy in his hand. I gave y/n's arm a run and she looked up and took the slushy from Caspar. She thanked him and drank it.

Caspar sat down next to y/n. She was in between Caspar and I.

"I'm sorry for ruining Coachella this year," she said with a sniffle.

"It's not your fault. It's that dumb ass Brit who is all over Joe and stealing him from you," Caspar said and gritted his teeth.

"I thought you liked her. Well, as a friend," y/n said and looked up at Caspar.

"Well, I did until she did this to you and Joe's relationship," Caspar said.

"Yeah, same," I agreed.

"I really hate to ruin your trip even more, but can I go back to the house? I don't really think I can stay around Joe and Brit for much longer," y/n asked. She clearly felt bad for asking, but I could tell that she wanted to go back to the house.

"Yeah, we'll go with you," Caspar said. We all got up off the bench and walked to where the ubers were.

We all hoped into an uber and went back to the house.

~Your POV~

You walked into the house again. A weight being lifted off your shoulders. You were away from Joe and Brit. You didn't really know who to blame for this whole week full of bullshit.

You walked into your room and pulled out your laptop. You watched a couple of random videos until Caspar and Oli came into your room.

"I feel like we need to do something about this," Oli said and bit his lip a little bit. The both came over and sat on your bed.

"I want to do something about it. And the something I want to do about it is shoot Brit and/or go home and loose all contact with her," you said and fiddled with your fingers.

"We need to say something to Joe or Brit, but I don't know what to come up with," Caspar said and looked at Oli.

"Well, I don't want to be the one to talk to either of them," you said with a nervous chuckle.

"We should just tell Brit to back off Joe and let him spend time with you," Oli said with a frustrated look in his eye.

"I'll get them together tonight and have a chat with them," Oli said with a sweet look in his eyes.

"Yeah. We'll have a talk with them separately," Caspar said. You leaves in to give them both a hug. They then left the room to go come up with something to say.

You opened up your laptop again and went to look at the comments on some of Joe's LA vlogs. Half of them were saying that Joe and Brit should be a thing, but the other comments were people asking where you were. It seemed like you hadn't showed up in any of the LA vlogs. That made some of the viewers confused and upset. You cried as you looked through Brit and Joe's instagrams. They were posting pictures together.

You skipped dinner. You went straight to sleep.

In the middle of the night, you heard someone come into your room. It was probably one of the boys.

You laid there still as a board. You felt someone lean over you.

You then smelt the breath of a smoker above.

"You better get the fuck off my man before I chop your head off bitch," the person whispered. It was clearly a woman. And a smoker.

Brit.

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HEY YALL SUP!
Holy shit this was long.

I'm getting close to 400k and I actually have 3 surprise ideas. Idk if I'll do all 3 or maybe one or two of them. Who knows. I know for sure about one of them tho 🙃

Holy shit my oboe teacher gave me the funnest solo to work on.

Well, I can't believe I've actually updated like 4 days in a row. That like almost a new record in 2016. This was like 1100 words. I feel accomplished.