Deal? || Wilbur Soot

Love Or Host

(Quick little note; the bold is your "intrusive" thoughts)

I could not believe it. I quickly went to my DMs and scrolled till I found Austin's DM to me.

'Hey, wanna be on Love or Host? I've asked around and got some people that would wanna do it with you.'

I didn't know how to reply. I thought of a quick message and sent it.

'um, sure. I mean I don't have anything to lose. Who's going to be there?'. I don't care to find a partner weather it was some stupid joke or not, but I'm in need of a good laugh. I soon got a message.

'It's a surprise, but how does tomorrow sound? That's my only open house for this week and don't wanna make you wait too long;)' Austin replied. Did he have to add the winking face?

'haha yea, sounds good.' was all I said as I closed the DM and decided to post a quick tweet about the schedule change due to the fact I was supposed to stream bed wars with fans instead. I just hope they understand, shouldn't this be more entertaining anyways? I'd really hate to disappoint them.

I soon got a ton of retweets and replies on my tweet saying people were so excited, and stating people they wished participated. I ignored their comments due to the fact that most of them were about Wilbur and Dream. I didn't want Wilbur to be on the show, and Dream was just my best friend. But if push comes to shove, I'll just pick Clay to avoid awkwardness from the other people because he understands how I feel about my whole dating situation.

I soon got a bunch of newer notifications and powered my phone off. 'maybe I should try to stream bed wars with my fans today because I can't tomorrow?' I thought. 'Wouldn't help, they already hate you enough. Just leave it alone and go fuck up their fun day tomorrow'. I walked to my room and put on some sweats and a t-shirt and lay down on my bed. I was about to doze off when a ding came from my computer. I slowly crawled out of bed grabbing my laptop. I opened it and it was from Niki.

'hey (Y/N) congrats on doing Austins show! See you tomorrow. Yours truly, Wilbur.' What the fuck. I don't want Wilbur on the show. Maybe it's some sick joke. Why was he still at Niki's? What does she see in that asshole? I was interrupted by my thoughts by a call. It was Niki.

'answer the phone or she'll think you're a bitch' 'what if it's Wilbur' 'talk to him, you're such an asshole to him and he hasn't done anything to you'. I pick up

"hey (Y/N)!" Niki excitedly said

"hey"

"could you come over? I wanna hang out since it's been forever."

"I could see if I have to do anything tonight" 'of course you don't, you're such a fucking loser'.

"okay! Just text me when you have an answer" I could basically hear her smiling through the phone.

"wait, Niki? Is Wilbur there?" there was a pause.

"no actually, he left a while ago. Why do you ask?"

"oh, um. Just want it to be us girls I guess. Anyways, bye Niki"

"oh, bye!" Thank god, now I don't have to make an excuse not to come.

*Wilbur's pov*

I decided I wanted to go on love or host with (Y/N). Holy shit. I've always wanted to be closer to her, so when Austin said he needed some people, I couldn't help but accept. I do know that she might have a boyfriend, Clay. I completely understand, he has a nice build and is really funny. I'm just a tall lanky 23 year old, who has a questionable amount of said comments. I decided to shoot a quick text to (Y/N) from Niki's computer because I know (Y/N) wouldn't answer me or even open it if I texted from my account.

'hey (Y/N) congrats on doing Austins show! See you tomorrow. Yours truly, Wilbur.' Short and simple. That's when I heard Niki coming and decided to take my leave.

As soon as I slipped through Niki's front door I started home in the cold weather. I approached my small apartment and decided to work on my newest song coming out 'your new boyfriend'. I honestly don't know why I wanted to write this song but I couldn't but help but feel a little bit of inspiration.

I went to go play the strumming pattern with my newest lyrics when I realized my guitar was gone. Shit. I must've left it at Niki's.

*Your pov*

I was sat on Niki's couch laughing with her over some stupid meme she'd found on her twitter feed. Her phone went off and she checked it as her face slowly dropped.

"you okay Niki?" I asked still chuckling.

"yeah, yeah. Wilbur forgot something here. I know you don't like him and all, but it's going to rain again and I don't want him getting sick. Can he please stay here till the rain stops?" She asked wording her statement carefully to not upset me.

"oh, um. Of course. It's not my house anyways". I said surpassing the urge to bolt through the door before he got here. "it's totally okay".

'Just. fucking. fine.'

HEY! Zoey here and I just wanted to say hello to the people that have viewed my story! please let me know what you think and what I could improve on. As you could have already noticed this story takes place before Wilbur's new song, hope that's okay. Sorry it took me a little longer to write this chapter, currently remodeling my house and I forgot about this story. As always, drink water, and I love you! <3