So The Game Begins..

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*your pov*

"hello everyone, welcome back to another episode to Love Or Host. Today we are joined by (y/un)!" Austin introduced you as you skimmed over the selection of people keeping your eyes on two specific people. Your eyes land on Wilbur in the top left corner. You keep replaying last night over and over again. 'Why the fuck would you agree, you are so fucking stupid'.

*ding*

'you okay, you kinda spaced out..' Clay texted you.

'yeah yeah no I'm okay. Just nervous.' You replied closing your phone.

'remember, you don't have to do this perfectly, you can just pick me and we'll cancel the Minecraft date:)' You breathed a sigh of relief. He's right. He's always right.

"But today we have something special. Fans get to pick who's eliminated!" What? You look at Clay's black screen and quickly shoot him another text.

'Clay.'

'(Y/N), it'll be okay. They won't eliminate me, everyone loves me;)' omg. he's an idiot.

"let's get this show on the road shall we? Everyone knows how this works correct?" I don't wanna do the show. I can't do the show. I can't do this right now. I can't. I can't. I just can't. You get up and leave the room and quickly DM Austin.

'hey entertain them for a second. I need to do smth real quick. So sorry.' I went to the bathroom holding in tears.

*ding*

*ding*

'hey, You want to FT during the whole thing so I can help you out privately?' Clay sent me a text because of my absence.

'Why'd you leave? You okay?' Wilbur sent. He's still in the other room because we never left Niki's house because of our hangovers.

'all good here'. Was all I said before making my way back to Niki's setup.

"so sorry about that. Let's continue" You said smiling at the other contestants.


*Time Skip*

After a while of playing it was narrowed down to the last 3 people, some guy named Josh, Clay, and of course Wilbur.

"Who do you wanna eliminate chat?" Austin said putting up a poll. "and the chat eliminated...Josh. I'm so sorry. Did you choose love or host?"

"I chose host, although you are very attractive, we don't live close..so it would make it harder if we did have something. I'm sorry (Y/N)." Josh said as he left the call.

"That just leaves Wilbur and Dream then." I nodded "final question, what is your favorite thing about (Y/N)? Dream you start" Austin said in a 90's show host voice.

"(Y/N) always knows how to talk to me, and they always make my day better. I don't think I could live without her, she's my best friend after all" Clay said, the chat going absolutely biz-irk.

"oh, I guess it's my turn." Wilbur said before taking a deep breath. "There's something about (Y/N) that makes my stomach fill with butterfly's, they give me a sense of home when I look at them. I don't think there's another person that could make me feel as good as (Y/N), they are perfect in almost every way, but sometimes they just can't see it." Well this is awkward. We just started this challenge yesterday.

"okay chat..pick the winner...". You knew the answer. You dreaded this answer. Although you might be 'dating'. You are still jealous. you still hate him. You two were just lonely. You two were just..drunk.

"And the chat picked....Wilbur fucking Soot! Sorry dreamy boy, today's just not your day. He chose host anyways" you all laughed "so Wilbur, you wanna tell everyone what you picked?" Austin asked. Wilbur nodded.

"I chose love." Wilbur said smiling into the camera. The chat was going bat shit crazy. Oh boy.

"okay..what did you have in mind for our Minecraft date?" you said shakily

"oh no, (Y/N)..I wanna take you on a real date." and with that he left the call.

But just as quick as he left the call, you heard the door open and warm arms are being wrapped around you. You felt heat rise to your cheeks. 'Am I really that touch deprived?'. Wilbur turned you around kissing your forehead.

"get ready, we're going on a road trip tomorrow."


Hey guys! I wanna also start another book soon and I want suggestions. Just Dm me some ideas if you want and or comment!

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