As promised, here is the Joey Richter/Fan oneshot that I wrote! I don't think it's something I'm going to continue with, its just short and sweet, an idea that popped into my head. But comments are really really really greatly appreciated! Thanks you guys!

I woke up to an absolutely beautiful smell and soft, strong arms around my naked body. I opened my eyes and looked up slowly. The sleeping face of Joey Richter was right above me. I closed my eyes quickly. What the fuck? I opened my eyes again. Yup. That is definitely and without a doubt Joey Richter. Trying not to panic, I set my head back down on his chest and pretended to be asleep. Several minutes later I felt his body shift and I knew he was awake. He lifted his head and I could tell that he was looking at me. I gave an exaggerated yawn, and I looked up at him for a third time, meeting his gaze. Stay calm Em, stay...calm. Wrapping the blanket around me, I propped myself up on an elbow. I stared at him one last time before I laughed and asked tentatively,

"Joey Richter?".

He grimaced slightly and said,

"Yup."

I laughed again, and he seemed to relax at the calm nature of my reaction.

"Wow, okay", I said, running my fingers through my hair. Joey looked around at our clothes on the floor.

"Did we...?", he asked tentatively.

"Honestly, I don't know," I replied, my throbbing headache reminding me that I drank way too much. "I don't remember anything after getting to the party."

Joey laughed, "neither do I. So you're a fan?" I nodded, and he smiled at me and said, "well thanks for not screaming or fainting or something, your calm-ness is not common among our female fans".

I laughed, thinking if the insane girls I was surrounded by at the Apocalyptour. I said, "I'm a fan who respects what you guys do and the talent you have, not one who faints at the very mention of you.".

A huge, crooked smile broke across Joey's face. "Where have you been all my life?" he asked dramatically.

I winked at him and said, "In a cupboard under some stairs". He rolled his eyes at me, but his smile grew impossibly bigger.

I laughed, "my name is Emma, it's nice to meet you Joey Richter." He withdrew one arm from around my waist to shake my hand. "Were doing all of this in a very backwards order, but it's equally nice to meet you, Emma. I would say that we should get dressed, but I have a headache from hell and this is incredibly comfortable".

"I agree wholeheartedly"

"It was even more comfortble when we were cuddling, though".

"I agree again."

"Come here"

He opened his arms to me and I crawled between them, snuggling up to his chest and tangling my legs with his, wondering how on Earth this happened and what was going