Joe Sugg Imagines.

#1 He Cheats pt. 3

The next morning I woke up to the smell of something sweet.  I leaned over to look at Dylans alarm clock. 8:45am.

Once I got the courage to get my lazy butt out of bed, I walked into Dylans kitchen to him singing and dancing to the radio.

He didn't notice I was standing behind him trying my best to hold in my laughter. But it was too good.

"BAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA OH MY GOSH!!"

His head immediately whipped around and he kept dancing, proud of his moves.

"Where'd you learn to dance like that, eh?"

"Oh you know it comes naturally Y/N. I'm pretty good huh?"

"Seriously amazing. But I think you may have some competition in the room..."

He gave me a small smirk and let out a small fit of laughter.

"Bahahha suurree. C'mon. Dance off. Right here, right now."

After your dance off (which you won) and eating breakfast, you and Dylan decided to get ready for the day and go out so you could continue to ignore everything going on.

You didn't even bother looking at your phone, because you knew you were going to end up having a billion texts and missed calls from Joe and everyone else. So you ended up leaving it at Dylans.

You and Dylan headed out to all of the shops in town to look around. Your next stop was Starbucks to get some drinks real quick.

But once you walked in you noticed the whole crew. Caspar, Tyler, Marcus, Connor, Jim, Alfie, Oli and the rest of the boys. All except for Joe. They immediately stopped and looked at you with shocked expressions.

Turning right back around to the door pushing yourself and Dylan out,  Caspar yelled after you and caught up with you. 

"Y/N WAIT! PLEASE!"

Catching his breath, he continued.

"Y/N, I know what happened. Joe told me everything."

Continuely walking with Caspar trailing behind you, you replied annoyed.

"And you know what Caspar? Joe is an ass. We are done. It's over now."

He ran in front of you, causing you to stop so he could continue.

"Y/N, I know what Joe did. And trust me, we have all given him serious shit about it. He was seriously drunk last night and barely remembers anything but what happened when you walked in. I know you hate him right now. But Y/N, you got to work this out with him. He hasn't left the house or gotten ready for the day at all since it happened. He is miserable. I heard him cry himself to sleep last night. Please Y/N. Please talk to him. I can't bare to see him like this."

Dylan interupted, with angry in his voice.

"Caspar, I think you need to walk away bro. Have your mate come talk to Y/N first. This is his shitty mistake."

This whole thing was too much to handle. Sure you were beyond annoyed of Joe. You had no desire to talk to him. But from what Caspar was saying, he didn't sound to well. You decided to sleep on it tonight and decide what to do tomorrow.

"Caspar, I am sorry. I am beyond hurt. I just cannot believe Joe would ever do this to me. I don't know what to do. I just need a few to think about this, okay?"

"Sure. But know this Y/N, please. Joe loves you."

You gave him a reasuring smile and walked away with Dylan.

When you and Dylan got back, you spent the rest of the night watching your favorite t.v. show One Tree Hill, and messing around having a laugh.

But now you were getting super tired and decided to go to bed.

"Hey Dyl, I am going to bed. I am super tired."

"Alright Y/N I will see you tomorrow. Night."

"Night Dyl," you started walking away but turned back around.

"And Dylan?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you for everything so far. I don't know what I would've done if you weren't here."

"Of course Y/N. Now go get some rest."

But the rest of the night was pointless. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't sleep. It was 2:30am. You felt your phone buzzing on your bedsode table, signaling that someone was calling you.

This was the first time you looked at your phone since last night. When you looked at the caller ID, it read Joseph♡.

The butterflies in your stomache started to go insane. As much as you hated Joe right now, you missed him more than ever. He is--was, the love of your life.

You didn't answer. You couldn't. But he left a voicemail.

'Should I listen to it?,' you thought. Taking the risk, you clicked on it. You immediately bagan to hear sobs, breaking your heart.

"Y/N- Y/N. I don't know where to begin. I know you hate me. You have every right to. I was so so drunk last night. I lied. I went out with an old friend and we ended up in a club. We ordered one drink, which led to 2, 3, and so on." he began to cry harder.

"After about 6 or 7, I blacked out and then the rest I- I don't remember until you walked in. I know you most likely wont believe me when you hear this... but honestly, thats all I remember. I shouldn't have gone Y/N. I- I am so sorry. I promised you I would never leave you or ever hurt you, and I broke my promise. I broke your heart. You don't deserve this. I am such an asshole. But know that I love you with all of my heart. You are the other half of me. You have changed my life for the better. I miss you-- so much. I wish I could have you in my arms right now just like every night we have. But I can't. And I understand why. Y/N.. once again I am so sorry. I know you don't want to talk to me. Take your time babe. But know that I am here. And I am not going anywhere. I love you."

And with that he hung up.