You are my reason [pewdiepie x reader]

6

Felix's POV

I gave her a smile and hopped in the car. Today was extremely stressful, but seeing her and getting to talk to her eased my mind a little bit. Y/n has been ignoring me for a few days now, the only explanation I could think of was that she didn't want to do anything with me after the photos went all over the internet. People saw it as an opportunity to wipe me off YouTube so they started calling me a horny asshole who's using his fame to have sex with his fans. After so many years of doing YouTube I stopped caring about what people say. But this time it really got to me. I haven't even opened any social media since I saw the posts. It's been affecting not only my mental health but also relationships with people who are really important to me. I couldn't even defend myself because I had no memory of that night. But it really didn't seem like something I would do, especially since I was all head over heels for y/n. I was really hoping to get some answers today. I took out my phone.

To: Unknown

Me I'm omw.
Unknown meet me at the parking lot

I didn't trust this person at all, but I didn't have a choice. If they claimed to have answers to what happened that night, I needed to hear what they had to say. I brushed my fingers through my hair. I was just hoping it wouldn't make all this situation worse. I just wanted the photos to be fake.

We finally arrived at the club. I exited the Uber and looked around the parking lot. Sun was already setting, I took a deep breath and let a warm red sunlight set on my skin. There were a few people chatting next to the club entrance, others were talking while leaning against their cars. I didn't know how the person looked like, I was ready to take out my phone to send a message but I felt an arm on my shoulder from behind.

"Felix?" The girl looked familiar, her long dark hair was put in a bun and she was wearing a dark green dress. An uncomfortable feeling set in my stomach as I realised I recognised her from the pictures.

"What?" I moved back.

"I hope I didn't disturb you... Sorry to text you all of a sudden. I have a few things I really need to talk about. About the posts online."

I didn't answer. I waited for her to continue.

"How about we talk in the car? I know you have no reason to trust me, but I don't think you'd feel comfortable talking about this in public."

"Alright..." The girl turned around and led me to her car. I opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. I was fidgeting with my fingers and looking at the people through the front window instead of making eye contact. "Okay, tell me everything."

"My name's Victoria. I'm pretty sure you recognise me. And I know you're really scared and confused about what happened that night. I'm not supposed to tell you anything, but... I just can't keep this a secret anymore. I'm not that kind of person." I forced myself to look at her since I could feel that something clearly wasn't right. Victoria was holding back her tears. "I feel like you need a little bit of backstory to understand what position I am in right now. I know you hate me now, and I understand if you decide to keep hating me after you hear my story, but I'm begging you to hear me out."

I nodded and looked down at my hands.

"About four years ago, I met this guy in high school. I was 18 at the time, it was my last year. He was my first boyfriend, my parents were extremely strict and wouldn't let me see anyone, they even tried homeschooling me when I was in middle school, but they let me go back because I lost my immune system since I wouldn't leave the house. I ended up sleeping with that guy... It was my biggest mistake. I thought he loved me, but he dipped as soon as I told him I was pregnant. You can imagine how my parents reacted. They kicked me out as soon as they found out. I didn't have anything, I had to stay in a shelter for the night and work all day so I would have enough money for the baby, but exhaustion made my body weak and I almost died while giving birth. A few months passed, we rented a small flat since we finally had some money, but it still wasn't enough. I worked my ass off, my boss was an asshole and my baby boy got sick so often. I worked as a maid in this rich man's house, but he didn't pay me enough, he knew I needed money desperately and it was probably the best choice to stay there since I had to drop out of school and obviously couldn't seek education. But it took up too much time, I knew I shouldn't leave my son home alone, but I didn't have a choice." Victoria paused for a second, and swallowed her tears. "They took him away. He got so weak, I couldn't take care of him anymore. And they took him away. I haven't seen him since. I stopped going to work because I was feeling so hopeless, my boss kicked me out when I tried to go back."