We're Not Alone

Chapter 4

"Oh my god, that sushi was amazing!" I exclaim.

"Yes I know!"

As Paisley says this I see two figures out of the corner of my eye. I turn my head slightly and see what looks like a YouTuber.

"Paisley, look," I say nodding my head in the direction of what I think is Connor.

"Wait is that..?"

"Thee Connor Franta and his mystery guest."

"Crap, lets follow them," Paisley says standing up from her seat.

I follow along and slowly creep behind them.

They turn into the boys bathroom.

"Aw, sh..."

"Jamila, don't say it," Paisley says covering my mouth.

"...it," I finish pulling her hand away from my face.

"Don't worry child, we simply just sit on this bench and wait for them to come out. But go on your phone so it doesn't look like we are stalking them."

I giggle at her stupidity as I pull my phone out of my pocket.

I click onto Twitter once again to see another tweet from Connor Franta;

I'm at the mall now, see all of you beautiful people there ;)

Aw, he's so genuinely sweet it's not even funny. It is my goal to marry someone as sweet as Connor. I continue scrolling through my Twitter feed to find any clues to who is here with Connor, as Paisley and I couldn't make out who he was with, if it even was him.

I can't spot any clues to who is here. Just as I give up a booming voice comes over the loud speaker.

"For anyone here to meet Connor Franta, please listen up."

I look down at my phone to lock it.

"The meet-up will be starting in 5 minutes. He will be meeting fans outside of Sephora. Thank you, have a nice day."

"Come on," I say getting up off the bench.

Paisley follows me along as we walk to Sephora.

"I wonder if that really was Connor."

"I thought it was, but sorry Pais."

"Hey, we all make mistakes, and I thought it was him too so..."

We link arms as we walk the rest of the way.

"Wait... this is Sephora right?" I ask.

"Yeah."

"Where is every body?"

"How should I know?"

"What time is it?"

"2:59."

"Oh, well maybe my wish has been granted then."

"What wish?"

"As soon as we walked in and there was hardly anyone in sight, I wished and hoped that it would be you, me, Connor and mystery man."

"You are one strange child Jamila Mellet. But secretly, I thought the same thing." Paisley said as we sat down.

Paisley and I laughed at that until a tall figure stood in front of us. We fell silent and looked up at what was standing in front of us. It's Connor Franta. My facial expression must be stuck in a large grin, because he lets out a small laugh at me. My face and head dropped.

"What's your name?" I hear Connor say. I look back up as he grinned at me.

"Uh, my name's Jamila."