Chapter 21 - Bethany POV

                                    

                                          
BETHANY POV:

                          
Granted, it's been a few days since I left Joe's flat and its also been a few days since he let me leave without making us official. Call me horrible but I was still annoyed. On top of that, Joe was making this huge deal about me hanging out with Hobbie. Joe is great but he was beginning to get on every single one of my nerves, but it honestly had less to do with his jealously and more to do with the fact that he didn't ask me to be his girlfriend. Sure it was soon but we shared a damn bed for a week. I had every right to want more from him, to believe that he wasn't just playing me. 
                          
I was out now, doing groceries strictly for myself after an argument with Alfie over it. I wanted to do the shopping and he claimed that he and Zoe wanted to do it, so if I was gonna go food shopping, unless given specific instructions otherwise, I could only shop for myself. Alfie was weird like that, and I guess I was too? Who even likes grocery shopping, the Deyes siblings, that's who. 
                          
My phone vibrated in my pocket and I rolled my eyes. It was probably Joe being annoying that I was annoyed at him for being annoyed at me for no particularly reason in his eyes. I put my apple juice in the shopping cart then pulled my phone out, looking at my screen which read 'Bro'. I answered the phone, slightly relieved but also slightly annoyed that it wasn't Joe calling me. 
                          
"Hey Alf." I said, holding the phone between my ear and shoulder as I moved down the aisles.
                          
"Where are you?" He asked as I was now picking up my choice of cereal. 
                          
"The supermarket. Why?" I asked, pushing my cart further along the aisle. 
                          
"I need you to come home, it's important." Alfie said and my eyes widened slightly. 
                          
"What kind of important?" I asked.
                          
"I can't say just you have to come home soon." Alfie said then shut the phone. I sighed, my brother was such a psycho sometimes. I made my way to the cash register, paying quickly for my things I wanted as Alfie needed me home, it better be freaking important if he was going to disrupt my quality time with myself, food, and my thoughts. 
                          
I arrived home with ease, carrying the bags of stuff into the house, moving to the kitchen to unload.
                          
"Alfie!" I yelled as I opened the fridge, noticing a clothes peg by the apple juice, "Why is there a clothes peg in the fridge?" I yelled again only to receive silence. "Freaking brother asks me to come home but isn't even around." I mumble and looked at the sitting room, noticing clothes pegs all over the table, and the couch.
                          
"God that the heck?" I asked myself, unpegging the clothes peg from the chair, looking up to see Alfie outside, and strings of pictures hanging outside in the garden. I cautiously walked towards the backyard, unsure of what was actually going on, if I was disrupting his filming or something. 
                          
"What is this Alfie?" I asked, Alfie holding up a camera.
                          
"Take a look." Alfie said and I began to move through the strings of pictures, beginning to notice that they were pictures of me and Joe. from his vlogs to real pictures to snapchats. I looked at them, various selfies, and even the pictures from the Brighton pier were hung up. I didn't even know we had that many pictures to make this many strings of pictures. I looked to my left, my eyes meeting the one and only Joe Sugg. It felt like all my anger and annoyance towards this boy vanished. I looked at him and the sign he was holding, written very prettily, it said:
                          
Clothes pegs to hold up all the things that make you mine. 
                          
"I was dumb to let you leave without asking you to be mine." He began as I walked towards him, Alfie probably taking pictures, which I know I'd be grateful for in the future.