- Caspar's POV -
Joe and my hand's were woven tightly together, like thred. We wandered the streets, not knowing where we were going. Not caring. All that mattered was that we were together.
"Are you sure?" I asked suddenly.
"Hmm?" He hummed, in question.
"Are you sure you love me.. and want to be with me?" I knew he said we were dating, but it still seemed surreal.
"I'm positive." He answered, and stopped to look at me.
"I've done so many wrong things though. And I pushed you away. And I went to Pete. And I-"
He cut me off with a small laugh. I stopped talking, to stare at him.
"Caspar, don't be absurd. Your words right now hold less meaning than a dog's bark to me. You're everything in my life I've ever wanted."
I was drowning in love, and Joe was my life raft. I was at a loss for words though. His lips quirked into a small smile, as he continued to stare into my eyes.
His face was quickly covered by one of his hands, "Caspar," He turned his face away slightly, "Don't look at me like that. I'm so embarassad." He whispered.
"I'm sorry." I murmerred. But I wasn't sorry at all.
He gave an awkward laugh, "Let's just go back to Tyler's. I want to thank Troye."
I couldn't get Troye's words about how if he wasn't in love with Tyler he might have fallen for Joe. If Troye and Tyler don't work out, what if Troye aims for Joe?
I was no match for Troye Sivan.
"We're on Tyler's street already." I announced.
I felt a harsh hand push gently on my chest, and I fell into the grass behind me. I hated the grass in America, it was unconfortable to walk on, let alone lay on.
I was just about to try and get up, when I saw Joe above me. It was extremelly hard to see in the darkness of the night. But Joe's bright eyes stood out like street lights.
"I want to do something to remember this night." He said, his voice shaking slightly.
I smiled beneath him. His head was so close to mine, gravity brought his hair down so it tickled my face.
"Like what?" I liked to tease him.
"I-I don't know." He blushed slightly.
"Keep in mind we're on the curb of a street in public."
"We're also in the pitch dark night, with nobody in sight." Joe smiled.
"Well, in that case." I grinned, and rolled over so it was me facing down on him.
I leaned down and softly pressed my lips against his. I lifted my head and repeated.
"Caspar," Joe groaned shyly, "Stop teasing." He rolled so he was on top once more. His lips moved down, before finding themself over mine. There was unspoken passion, unspoken desire, and unspoken promises behind his kiss. His lips moved on mine with desperation and confidence.
A car honked suddenly.
Joe shot off of me, and stood awkwardly. A car passed by, the driver sticking out the middle finger.
It had completely ruined the mood.
"I guess we should uh, head to Tyler's now." Joe said, walking swiftly, avoiding eye contact with me. We were both a bit embarassed and shaken.
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He Loves Me... Not? || Jaspar Fanfic (Caspar lee x Joe Sugg)Fanfiction
"Friends can cuddle, right?" I asked, inching closer to Joe. "Yeah." Joe said, opening one eye adorably to look at me. "They can kiss too?" I whispered, his scent alone sending chills up my spine.