Another Chance?

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N/A's POV

There you are...lying on your bed while the sun slowly starts to shine through the crack of your window's blinds. After getting absolutely no sleep, you lied on your comfy bed, still as a board, staring at the ceiling and trying to understand what had happened the night before.

Karl...he kissed me. HE KISSED ME. HOLY SHIT CHANDLER IS GOING TO KILL HIM but he told me not to tell him BUT HOW DO I NOT TELL HIM HE'S MY TWIN AND I TELL HIM EVERYTHING- no. No. Stop this y/n. You will not tell your twin brother that the day you met his best friends, one of them kissed you after he warned him not to even FLIRT with you...

You tell yourself as you try to gather yourself before leaving your room and facing your brother. After what feels like forever, you slide out of your bed wearing your fuzzy candy cane pyjama pants you bought at Walmart last Christmas (but at this point it became your go-to sleeping pants), your "Bucky Barnes" sweater (that your best friend Kirsten got you for your birthday after knowing your obsession with all things Marvel and Bucky Barnes), and you white fuzzy slippers. (No fun story there, they're just slippers).

You check the time and realize it's 6 am. Chandler wasn't awake yet so you decide to go for a quick run around the neighbourhood and be back before he woke up to take a shower and make breakfast.

After about 20 minutes had passed, you made your way back to the house to find a bouquet of flowers on in front of the door with a note beside it, with your name written on the envelope. You walk up to the door and pick both up and then look around to see if you could find whoever left it there but no one was around. You take the flowers and note inside and go to the kitchen, where you place the flowers on the counter and open the note. Inside it wrote:

Dear y/n,
I had a lot of fun with you yesterday :) here's my number (xxx-xxx-xxxx). Send me a text if you ever wanna hang out and maybe we can continue where we left off ;) see you later

"Signed, Karl......oh boy"
"Hey what are you looking at?"

You jump from the sudden voice behind you

"Oh my fuck uh oh nothing. Someone sent me flowers. Crazy right?"
"Who are they from?"
"Didn't say....anywho am I going to work with you again today Chandler?"
"If you want! I think today is just a meeting to brainstorm ideas for future videos. I'm sure Jimmy wouldn't mind if you were there."
"Okay we'll give me about 10 minutes to get breakfast sorted and then I'll get ready after. Should only take me 20 minutes"

He nodded as you walked towards your room with the bouquet in one hand and the note in the other, trying to hide it the best you could.

Does Karl like me? Do I like Karl? OH MY GOD DO I LIKE KARL JACOBS?

————— a little later ——————

You pace back and forth in your room trying to decide what to do when you see him at the warehouse later.

Okay. Okay. I just won't make eye contact with him...the whole day. I am so STUPID oh my fucking god what am I supposed to do? Just ignore him all day? Wait. That'll work. If I just avoid him and do other things and never give him the chance to say anything to me we'll be good.

After creating your grand plan, it was time to get ready to leave the house. You did your makeup, fixed your hair and put on a cute but comfy outfit, in case Jimmy wanted you to be in another video.

"Y/N!! LET'S GOOOOO"
"COMING"

You grab your purse and walk downstairs and head out the door. In the car, thoughts about Karl and the kiss circled your mind and all you could think about was him. You stared out the window, looking at all the different buildings and stores as they passed by.

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