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elliotts-personal-property · 7 months ago

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Love Don't Lie

Joe Elliott x Reader

A/N: This was a collaboration with @littlemissheavenonearth, I hope you all love it <3

Joe Elliott.

There were many words I’d use to describe him. He was a loudmouth, a know it all, a bit cocky, and overall just irritating. I got a headache just thinking about him. It was as if he got a kick out of seeing me get all riled up over him.

Of course luck would have it that I’d be his next door neighbor. I had the absolute joy of knowing him since I was seven, when my family first moved into the neighborhood. My luck didn’t seem to want to end, because it turned out both our fathers went way back, from when they were in primary school. Those two thought it was the greatest thing that we lived next door to each other. They would always go on and on about how we’d “carry on the family tradition and best best friends.” That couldn’t have been any further from the truth.

From the beginning we got off on the wrong foot, which didn’t help.

“Do you like football?” he asked with clear excitement laced in his voice.

“It’s alright, but I much prefer netball.”

“That game’s for sissies.”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him.

From then on there was always one little offhand comment or another from him. He always felt the need to voice any and all of his opinions to me. That got old, and fast. We disagreed on just about everything. Constantly fighting like cats and dogs from the moment we met at seven up until we turned sixteen.

Every time he’d come over he either bother the hell out of me or give me the silent treatment, which I actually preferred. I couldn’t even escape him in the comfort of my own home when he wasn’t hanging around. Being next door neighbors in a terraced house there was never any peace. His bedroom was situated right next to mine, and I swear it was his life's mission to make as much noise as humanly possible. I couldn’t count the number of times I had banged my hand against my bedroom wall, hoping he would turn his music off or down at the very least.

In school he was a bit better and we ignored each other the best we could, considering we had multiple classes together. He did try to strike up a few conversations every once in a while, which I for the most part would shut down.

Without looking away from the teacher he half whispered to me, “We’ve got a test today?”

“Yeah, I thought you knew. Since you seem to know everything else.”

“Oh don’t even start with me Y/N.”

“Is there a problem you two?” Our English teacher asked.

“No-”

“Yes.”

“Sorry sir,” I said with a fake smile, “Everything’s alright,” I added, getting the final word in after he had tried to cut me off.

Throughout the years our parents would always have us hang out, since they were convinced we were best buds. As we got older, anytime our parents wanted us to hang out we’d make an agreement to pretend to go out, only to immediately abandon each other to go on our own separate ways until we had to go back to our respective families. There was one day though that was different.

I watched as my fathers car took off down the street and out of sight.

“You can go now,” I told him.

I glanced over at him to see that he hadn’t moved from his spot on the couch.

“Eh, I don’t really feel like it,” Joe said, kicking his feet up and resting his hands behind his head, making himself more comfortable.

“Since when?”

He replied with a smile, “Since now I guess.”

I sighed in defeat, knowing there was no point in trying to get him to leave now.

“Fine. I don’t want you bothering me though.”

I eventually headed upstairs to my room, which he quickly followed behind. I couldn’t tell if he was following me around just so he could be a nuisance or not. He stayed there in my room with me for the whole duration of our hang out.

We both mostly kept to ourselves, but every now and again he’d ask me different questions.

Joe looked through my records before asking, “You like Queen?”

Barely glancing up from my book I nodded, “Yeah, who doesn't?”

He held out my copy of Sheer Heart Attack to see, “Can I put it on?”

My demeanor towards him slightly changed as I flashed him a quick smile,“Sure.”

That was one of the very first days I felt like we actually got somewhat along. I didn’t seem to mind having him around. For once I didn’t feel like ripping my hair out by the time he had left. It felt a bit weird after that, knowing in the back of my mind how normally I couldn’t stand him.

But there are some exceptions. Over the years I’ve noticed Joe getting bullied for his personality. Now don’t get me wrong, I hate the guy, but a guy in our art class one day made fun of Joe’s band posters. I think it might have been a Thursday afternoon, like the second to last class of the day. I was sitting in the back of the class sketching humans. I wasn’t good at drawing, but it was a fun thing to do.

Joe loved music, rock n’ roll specifically and he wanted to make something related to that as an art project for class. He made band posters of famous bands and one band I hadn’t heard of before, “Deaf Leopard” I think it was. I’m not gonna lie, that band name did not sound bad. That Thursday afternoon, Joe was finishing up his “Deaf Leopard” poster, like final touches or something, I try my best to not pay attention to him.

“Your music posters are lame,” I heard someone say.

The Joe I know would respond quickly with a retort, but this Joe remained quiet. He was looking down at his poster.

“What? Are you gonna cry?” Teased a friend of the guy.

This was getting on my nerves, so I stood up. “Hey!” I yelled from the back of the classroom, yeah, it got the attention of everybody, they all turned their heads, “What’s your problem?”

“You’re really gonna let a girl stand up for you?” Joe just watched what I was gonna do.

“And you’re really just gonna stand here making fun of my boyfriend’s drawings? ‘Cause that’s lame of you.” I honestly did not care that I called Joe my boyfriend, I didn’t try any other ways, but this seemed like the only way to get the arsehole to piss off.

I definitely think that the guy had other things to say, but instead of saying them, he and his friends just walked away. And by then, class had ended, Joe and I decided to walk to our next class together.

“Hey, thanks for stickin’ up for me,”

“No need to thank me, Joe. I’m only stickin’ up for ya ‘cause you’re an incredible artist. They’re jealous. Honestly, I’m jealous too.”

“Nah, I’ve seen your art. It’s incredible.”

“Thanks.”

We made it to our next class, science. Joe sat in the second to last row and I sat behind him in the last row.

“Welcome, children.” Said Mr. Smith, our science teacher,, “We are gonna be doing a lab today.” As usual, the students groaned.

Mr. Smith began telling us which groups we were gonna be in. “Joe, Y/N, you two will be a group.” Of course we are. We got up and went to our lab. I poured water into one of the graduated cylinders and then put it on the scale.

“Joe, could you tell me how much the water weighs?”

“Uh, according to the scale, it weighs about 10 grams.”

I nodded and wrote it down in my notebook. What we did most of the class was observe how the temperature of the water changed depending on the type of salt that was put in it. It wasn’t all that interesting, I prefer biology over chemistry.

“Alright, thanks everyone for today’s class. See you all tomorrow.” I usually walked out of the classroom to leave the school as fast as I could so that I could get away from Joe. Something in me made me stop this time, I stopped to wait for Joe and I have no clue why.

“Are you waiting for me?” He asked.

“Yeah…” I hesitated, supposedly embarrassed by this. He had a knowing smirk on his face, but how could he possibly know, if I don’t know why I waited for him. We walked out of the school and in the direction of our houses. I usually walk on the sidewalk, but Joe wanted to take this path in the forest that rarely anyone ever goes on.

“I got a question for you, Y/N.”

“Yes?”

“Why did you call me your boyfriend in art class today?”

Heat rushed to my cheeks quickly and I wanted to hide. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

I tried, but Joe saw right through me. “Y/N, don’t lie to me.”

“I wasn’t lying, I had no idea what came over me.”

Joe frowned at my response, like he wanted to hear something else. “Are you sure? The Y/N know would never call me her boyfriend. In fact, Y/N hates me. Do I hate her?” He paused and looked into my eyes, I looked back at him too, waiting for an answer to the question, “No, no I do not. In fact, I never have. We were just so different and it was so difficult for us to get along that I managed to convince myself that we hated each other.”

The way he said those words was so powerful. It really got me thinking.

“I hated you because I thought you hated me…”

He stepped closer to me and took my hands in his, “Joe, I felt an emotion for you that is actually the opposite of hate. And for a very long time too.”

He leaned down a little bit so he was closer to my height, “What if I told you that I feel the same way?”

“Can you prove it to me?” I smirked, he nodded and lifted me up.

My legs wrapped around his waist and my arms wrapped around his neck. Then, we both leaned in at the same time and kissed. After years of convincing ourselves that we were enemies, it all comes down to this.

I won’t deny that Joe is the love of my life, except when our parents ask, then we’ll both deny it, but I don’t mind holding his hand while walking to class or lightly kissing on our walks back home.

I love you, Joseph.

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joes-sha-la-la-la-girl · 7 months ago

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Under the Light of a Thousand Stars

Joe Elliott x Reader

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A/N: This is a collaboration one shot with @littlemissheavenonearth

When Joe told me that there was an event he had to attend and he wanted me to accompany him, I didn’t expect it to be a dance. Joe and I had only been dating for a short time and when he asked me to come with him, I was more than happy to oblige.

As we walked into the hall where the dance was being held I took note of my surroundings. There were fairy lights across the ceiling causing a night sky effect. The rest of the decor was simple but sophisticated, plain white table cloths with minimal decorations. The music was upbeat and there were a lot of people dancing in the middle of the room. As I looked around me, my eyes glanced up at the man holding my hand.

Joe looked dashing in his suit. His red shirt matched the red dress that I was wearing. It was only buttoned halfway, showing off his chest and the necklace that he had decided to wear instead of a tie. Whilst he had done his hair nicely, it wasn’t far from the usual style that he sported which made him all the more endearing to me.

“Joe, Y/N over here.” I was snapped out of my thoughts by Phil’s voice calling us over. Flashing him a smile, Joe tightened his grip on my hand as we walked towards the group of Leppards with their dates.

“And how are we all this evening?” Joe laughed once we reached the group. They all answered at the same time, causing a collective noise. I let out a giggle as I watched them all. Taking a seat at the table next to Joe, I noticed the group of people dancing in the middle of the floor started to thin out as many couples went and sat down.

Following my gaze, the man next to me spoke up. “Shall we?” Joe offered me his hand and from the corner of my eye, I saw his bandmates do the same for their dates. With a shy smile, I grabbed his hand and allowed him to gently pull me up from my seat. Walking as closely as I could to Joe, I tried not to allow the nerves to take over as we made our way to the dance floor just as a slower song came on.

Joe pulled me close and he placed his hands on my waist as I hooked my arm around his neck. I could feel Joe’s breath on my face as we started to sway to The Air That I Breathe by The Hollies. I got lost in his sea green eyes as I found myself falling into a rhythm with him. At that moment it didn’t matter that we both had two left feet, it was like there was no one else but us in the room. Joe leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my lips, causing me to let out a small sigh.

When the song finished, Joe and I carried on dancing, not caring about anyone around us. The two of us were just lost in our own little world. Eventually, the dance floor started to fill up again.

“Do you want to go get some fresh air?” Joe asked me as he brushed his fingertips against my cheek. Moving my hand to grasp his, the two of us made our way to the garden.

I held Joe’s hand as he led me outside of the building. It was dark out, but there were multiple lanterns along the stone path we were walking on. The light from those lanterns lit up Joe’s face in such a way that made him look like an angel. And the night sky was absolutely gorgeous, it was full of stars. Joe and I weren’t dancers so we decided to leave the slow dance and hang out outside. We walked along the path hand in hand with the little breeze flowing through our hair. It wasn’t cold, it was warm, it was a really nice night for a day in October.

At the end of the path, there was a gazebo-like structure, with vines snaking around each pole and lanterns hanging from the ceiling of the structure. There was a table with a vase full of roses and gray metal chairs surrounding the table. I looked at Joe and raised an eyebrow thinking he planned it, but he just raised his shoulders and shrugged. I smiled in response and sat on one of the chairs, Joe did the same.

“Do you think it was rude to just leave like that?” I asked.

“Nah, plus neither of us really know how to slow dance,” Joe responded.

“I guess so,” I turned toward the building because you could still hear the music playing, Led Zeppelin’s Whole Lotta Love could be heard from the speakers.

“Led Zeppelin is amazing, dontcha think?” Joe asked suddenly, causing me to turn my head away from the music playing.

“They are amazing.” I agreed. I stood up and turned back to the building, but I didn’t move from where I was standing and sang along. After about a minute or so, I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and Joe rested his head on my shoulder. I turned towards him, “You’re beautiful,” he looked up into my eyes.

“Ya think so?”

“Why wouldn’t I think so?” I replied.

“Well, babe,” He lifted his head up from my shoulder and turned me around so that I was facing him, “You’re gorgeous.” He said it in such a way that made me melt.

I grabbed his hand, “Come Joe,” he followed.

“Where exactly are we going?” We didn’t go far, we just went to a lonely tree in a small field, “.... What are we doing here?”

“The stars,” I turned to him, “Aren’t they beautiful?”

“Not as beautiful as you, that's for sure,” He beamed at me and then went to sit against the tree. I followed close behind and sat with my back against his chest, his arms went around my waist and he rested his head on my shoulder again.

“I’d give anything to stay like this forever,” Joe moved the strap of my red dress a little further down my shoulder and then Joe kissed the area where the strap was. I turned my head toward his and used my own hand to lift his head up. And just like that we kissed under the light of a thousand stars.

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