My story starts in Dublin, Ireland at my favorite pub, The Drunken Shamrock. This is the best pub in Dublin. I was drinking Jack Daniels at the bar, starting a conversation with the bartender, when this girl walks in. She seems about my age, maybe a little younger. She sits next to me and my heart sinks as she says hi and asks for a Jack Daniels. She didn't even recognize me! I think. why didn't she know who I was? I figure she didn't get a good look at me. I push the thought from my mind. I take out my phone and read some comments on my most recent video. Some are hate comments, but some are really nice. I turn on the video and lean it against my college textbooks. I have a sip of my drink and I realize that the girl is watching, too. She starts to laugh. I look over and her eyes go into complete surprise. "Oh my God! Your a fan of Jacksepticeye, too!" My heart sinks as she goes back to the video. "I'm a huge fan and I think he is really funny!"
"Yeah, me too, but, uh, one thing," I say with anxiety. "A lot of people say I look like him, but I don't think so. What's your opinion?"
"Well, yeah a little..... OH MY GOD! Your Jacksepticeye!"
"Yeah, I know!"
" I cant believe I actually get to meet you! My name is Kaitlyn. Kaityln Jones." she said.
" My name is Sean McLoughlin. It is very nice, and entertaining, to meet you, Mrs. Jones"
"Oh I'm not married."
"Oh Okay, Ms. Jones. Would you like to see where the magic happens? I was just getting ready to leave, anyway," I asked kindly.
"oh, um, sure! I would love to see your house. Just let me finish my drink. It looks like you should finish your, too," she joked.
After we finished our beer, Kaitlyn and I headed for my house. As I pulled into my driveway, I peeked into my rearview mirror and noticed Kaityln talking hysterically on the phone. it took me a bi but I finally realized that she was telling a friend or family member that she had met me. I laughed and got out of my car.
"Why are you smiling?" she asked.
"Well, I noticed... never mind," I said.
"What Jack? Or should I call you Sean?" she asked curiously.
"Doesn't matter. I just was smiling because I finally brought a woman home, but my parents aren't here to see it," she gasped, "Oh no, they aren't dead, I just moved out before I could bring a woman home."
"Oh okay, but why did you move out in the first place? Your videos were really funny when you would scream. They aren't as funny anymore."
"Well, I made a deal with my parents when I got a job as a youtube video maker. I told them that once I made enough money for an apartment, that I would move out, but before I knew it, I had enough money for this beautiful house outside Dublin, just about walking distance to the Drunken Shamrock.
"Oh that makes sense." she said halfheartedly.
While we were talking, we had made our way into the house. I, trying to be a gentleman, took her coat and put it on the hook by the door. I led her to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. After a brief chat and a cup of coffee, I led her on a tour of the house. I had obviously saved the best for last. She gaped with wide eyes at the vastness of the room. My camera was put away, but that didn't stop her from looking around the room and touching practically everything. I saw her cast a small glance at my "BOSS throne". "Would you like to sit in it?" I asked with a laugh.
After a minute she finally moved from her frozen stance and sat down in the most comfortable chair in the world. "Wow, now I see why you bought this kind of chair for your videos! This is comfortable!"
"Yeah, and, um, I was kinda wondering if maybe you wanted to spend the night? But you probably have a home to go to tonight so you don't have to." I said sadly.
"Unless you consider my car a home then no I don't have a place to go to and I would love to stay here with you!" She exclaimed.
"Alright I will be right back I just have to get the bed ready and you can have the bed and I will take the couch.'
"What? No! you take the bed I will take the couch!"
"No you take the be and I will gladly take the couch if it means you staying here."
"Ok. Instead of arguing over this stupid thing, how about we make a deal. We both take the bed. Nobody takes the couch." Kaitlyn offered.
"Really? Um, Ok I guess we could do that." I stuttered.
After our strange argument, Kaitlyn and I went upstairs and got the bed ready for tonight. Unfortunately, I owned a twin bed.
~TIME LAPSE~
Kaitlyn had apparently woke up early and made coffee because I woke up to the delicious smell of Black coffee.
Sorry for the late update but I just found my notebook a couple days ago. But thank you for being so patient!
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MarkSepticEye (And someone else)(Jack, Mark, x Kaitlyn)
FanfictionJack has finally met someone who could be a potential wife. He has to fight the urge to ask Mark about the ships. Can Jack find his true love? Or will he die trying?