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Three Thousand Miles Part 1

Joe Mazzello x Reader

@mazzellocheese requested a long distance dating fic with Joe so here it is! (I got a little carried away with the backstory... oops)

1.7k words

Warnings: some fluff, some angst

“It’ll be okay babe” your boyfriend reassured you as you held onto to him outside the security check at John F. Kennedy Airport.

“Promise you’ll call or facetime every day?” you asked looking up at him with puppy dog eyes and that lip pout you knew he couldn’t resist.

“Of course. You know I can’t go more than 24 hours without seeing that beautiful face and hearing your voice.” He gently pecked your lips with his before pulling your head back into his chest and tightened his grip around your torso.

“Time to get going Joe”

You groaned annoyingly at Rami’s voice and turned to see the curly-haired man looking at the two of you apologetically. You gave him a quick hug and turned back to Joe, both of you trying to hold back the sad tears in your eyes.

“I’ll see you soon I promise” his hand came to the back of your head and he pulled you in for one more kiss. His lips hit yours hard but then relaxed as he inhaled deeply through his nose before pulling away. Your mouth followed his, trying to stay connected as long as possible not knowing when you’ll get to taste him again.

He swiped his thumb across your cheek and his mouth turned up into a small smile “I love you, Y/N”

“I love you too” you smiled and squeezed his other hand, feeling the pit in your stomach growing and all you could focus on was keeping your tears from falling past your bottom lids. You didn’t want him to leave seeing you crying and you knew that it would only make him cry as well.

He bent down to pick up his backpack and you pulled his passport out of your pocket. You handed it to him slowly, trying to delay the parting as long as you could. His hand gently caressed your own as his took the small, navy blue book. Joe kissed you on the forehead and squeezed your shoulder before turning away without making eye contact. You watched the two men walk up to the security agent and could already feel your legs start to give out from all the dread that was washing over you. Joe dropped his head and Rami rubbed his back as they waited for their passports to be checked. He turned to look at you one more time before walking through the gates. You smiled and waved, and then he was gone.

You were numb as you walked to the parking garage, the ringing in your ears drowning out the chatter and car horns of the busy New York City airport. Suddenly you were at your car and as soon as you closed the door behind you, that pit in your stomach exploded. Streams of hot, salty tears washed over your face and your hand shook as you turned the key to start the engine.

An hour later you were sitting on your shower floor, knees pressed against your chest, staring at the tiles on the wall in front of you. Quiet music was playing in the background, but you weren’t really listening to it. Until a song came on, that song. Your favorite song. The one that was playing in the bar that one night. The night that you first met the love of your life.

(Two and a half years earlier) You carefully walked down the steps in your three inch black pumps, part of your go-to party outfit along with the cute little black dress that was so comfortable and hugged your hips just right to show off your curves without being too sexy. Pulling open the pub door, loud music and excited chatter hit your ears. You barely made it through the entrance before you saw Sami’s bright smile.

“Y/N! Thank you so much for coming!” He hugged you with one arm, holding a beer bottle in the other.

“Of course, I wouldn’t miss it! Happy birthday!” You smiled at his infectious joy that always put you in a good mood. “Where’s Rami?”

Sami opened his mouth to answer but before he could, two arms wrapped themselves around you, lifting you up and spinning you around. You gasped at first, but were giggling by the time your feet hit the floor.

“Happy birthday Rami” you managed to get out between laughs.

“Thank you Y/N. Let’s get you a drink and then I want you to meet someone.” He winked and you rolled your eyes as you followed him over to the bar.

You’d known the Malek twins since you were all kids; they were basically your brothers. Rami was always trying to set you up with people and usually disapproved of anyone you picked on your own to date. Unfortunately he was usually right about them, so you had agreed a few weeks ago to meet his latest pick. You tried not to have any expectations, especially since Rami had been hyping up how perfect this guy was for you.

The bartender placed your drink down in front of you and Rami motioned for you to follow him over to the corner of the room. You began walking towards a booth where two men were sitting; you vaguely recognized them as actors from something that Rami had worked on, but couldn’t figure out much more than that. “Y/N, this is Joe and Martin” Rami introduced you as he sat in the booth across from them. You joined him and said hi to the guys, unsure of which one Rami was trying to set you up with. You felt yourself starting to blush and tried to hide it as you sipped your drink. Martin was definitely a beautiful man, but something about Joe’s eyes had you mesmerized. Then you saw his smile. The most stunning smile you’d ever seen in your life. You had to remind yourself not to stare at him for too long so you ended up looking at your hands most of the time. You were quiet, almost too quiet as the three men talked and you occasionally threw in an agreeing head nod or laugh at a joke. Rami was giving you strange looks because shyness was extremely out of character for you.

You’d only been sitting there a few minutes when Sami pulled his brother away to say hi to a cousin and almost immediately Martin excused himself to go out for a smoke. When both you and Joe declined his invitation to join, he left, and you were alone with Joe. You found yourself staring at your hands again, this time nervously fiddling with the gold charm bracelet on your wrist.

“I really like your bracelet” you looked up at the sound of his voice and your eyes locked with his gaze. The corners of his eyes pulled down when he smiled, almost making them look sad, but still beautiful.

“Thanks” your voice cracked with the word and he chuckled. You laughed timidly and took another sip of your drink. You knew that he could sense your nerves but you couldn’t shake it. Every time he looked at you the hairs on the back of your neck stood up and you felt a tingling in your chest that you’d never felt before.

“I don’t bite, you know? Unless you’re into that” He immediately pressed his lips together into a tight line and looked away from you, as if he couldn’t believe what had just come out of his mouth. You almost spit your drink across the table but managed to swallow before bursting into a fit laughter. Normally a comment like that would have you rolling your eyes in disgust, but from him you just found it funny and… almost sweet? You suddenly realized that he was almost as nervous as you were, just better at hiding it.

When you had finally stopped laughing, you found him looking at you with a shy smile. You stared back until you realized that he was waiting for you to say something. “I’m sorry I don’t know why I found that so funny.”

He started to shake his head and chuckled, “Please don’t apologize. You have the cutest laugh I’ve ever heard in my life.” Now you were blushing again. He offered to get you both another round of drinks and took your empty glass as he headed over to the bar. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself and when you looked around the room you locked eyes with Rami who winked and gave you a thumbs up.

Suddenly you heard the quiet guitar intro to one of your favorite songs start to play over the speakers, so you just sat and enjoyed the music while you waited for Joe. Well next thing you know, that handsome ginger returns, drinks in hand, dancing and singing along…

“And if I'm feeling good to you and you're feeling good to me There ain't nothing we can't do or say Feeling good, feeling fine Oh, baby, let the music play”

That was the moment you knew that he was the one.

(present day) You step out of the shower and wrap a soft green towel around your hair, humming along to The Doobie Brothers. Still lost in your thoughts and the music, you’re brought back to reality when you hear your phone vibrating on the bathroom vanity. Walking over to glance at the screen, your heart starts to race when you see your boyfriend’s name and the adorable picture you took of him when he was sleeping. Your hand shakes slightly as you pick up the phone and put it up to your ear, “Hey baby”

“Hey! We’re boarding soon so I just wanted to call and say I love you before my flight.”

“I love you too Joseph. I already miss you so much.” He knew that you only used his full name when you were upset, and you felt a bit guilty for making him feel bad about leaving.

“I miss you too Y/N, more than you could imagine.” You heard him sigh and there was so much sadness in his voice. Your heart dropped when you heard the gate agent in the background announcing that they were boarding the plane. “I have to go now,” he said quietly.

“Okay love, text me when you get to London.” You tried to sound more positive, but he knew you better than that.

“I will. I promise. I love you.” and he hung up.

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Let me know what you think of part one and if you want to be added to the taglist! -Bri

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