Trust

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A/N:
This was originally written as a sequel to The Reason Joe Moved Out, that I had published earlier but then unpublished. Now it's a short story.
I also changed the point of view so if there is a typo, try to read over it. Sorry for any mistakes. This is almost 10K words.... If it says "Lei" it was from the previous version where the characters name is Lei.
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Y/N - your name
Y/F/N- your full name
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Your P.O.V.
You wake up and check your phone. Two missed calls, several Instagram, Twitter, Snapchat and YouTube notifications and text messages; one from yours truly.

Good morning love. U were asleep and I didn't want to wake u. I'm going on a run. C u when I get back.

Awe he's so sweet. You think to yourself.
You decide to ignore the rest for now and respond to them when you're eating breakfast. You check the weather. Immediately you jump out of bed, turn on Treat You Better by Shawn Mendes and put on your two-piece bathing suit. It's a squelching hot day, almost 100 degrees. You walk downstairs and then realize that I hadn't put your hair up.
"Shit," You curse under your breath and stalk back upstairs.
You twist your hair up into a messy top knot and secure it with an elastic.
"Let's try this again." You say to yourself.
You make it downstairs and into the kitchen when you realize you've left your phone, earbuds and sunglasses in the loft.
You groan and put your head in your hands.

"What's wrong love?" Asks a voice from behind you.
Joe. Standing in the door, drenched in sweat.
"I'm just tired and stupid." You say to him.
"Well, I can agree to one of those things." He says grinning, obviously kidding.
You playfully shove him.
"What do you need?" He asks you.
"It's okay I can go and get it." I answer.
You trek back up the stairs to the loft that you are in.

You grab your phone which is now playing the chorus of BITE by Troye Sivan. You start dancing around, getting distracted while grabbing your sunglasses and earbuds. You kept dancing around and then someone grabbed you around my waist.
You screeched and then started laughing. It was Joe. While you were dancing you somehow managed not to hear him climb up the stairs and sneak up behind you. You guess you'd been dancing around up here for a bit too long.
"Did you find what you were looking for?" He asked you, his hands around your waist, kissing the top of your head. He was dressed and not sweaty anymore.
"That and more." You responded.
"Good morning beautiful" he whispered to you.
You bent your head back to kiss him and he met you half way.

"Okay come on. It's a nice day today and you haven't eaten." He said almost babying you.
"Aye aye captain." You said saluting him and marching downstairs.
You made it downstairs and realize you didn't end up bringing your phone or sunglasses. 
"Holy fuck!" You say under your breath "JOE!" You call up the stairs.
"You need this?" He asks you, holding your phone, earbuds and sunglasses.
You look at him and smile, looking sheepish. "Yes please."
He walks down the stairs and hands it to you.
"Thanks." You say.
"No problem love." He says and heads into the kitchen.
"I'm having a meeting at noon. Video chat with the office. Zoe and Alfie went out for a walk."
"Okay cool. It's hot outside. I'm gonna try and tan."
"Ya, "tan".." Joe said adding in the air quotes.
"Hey! It's not my fault that I tan when I'm not trying to and I don't tan when I try to." You defended myself.
Joe laughed.

You were spending a week at Alfie's cottage he rented when he found out there was a small YouTube event close to Toronto. The cottage was about an hour away from the event. Most of the other YouTubers got a small hotel in Toronto. Zoe, Alfie, Joe and you didn't care about the drive.

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