Then I Kissed Her

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As the video finished, there were a flood of notifications on Sawyer's screen, making her tempted to mainly check and have a replying spree online. She rushed to close out of the app and video, immediately tapping to Twitter to look at her mentions.

Sawyer was still sitting on her living room floor, with her back up against the couch, still surrounded with the trash she had accumulated from earlier. She impatiently bit down on her nails as she felt a slight twinge of anxiety steadily creeping up her spine.

The split second after the buffering symbol disappeared on Sawyer's screen, she felt her heart stop, and another huge burst of anxiety surged through her entire body. She tapped her notifications tab, eyes carefully reading through the first tweets.

So, there it truly was, the picture she took with Hannah at the store only a few hours ago, posted on her account with over three thousand likes. There was still that feeling of dread in Sawyer's stomach as she began reading the comments under the post.

Most of the replies were people surprised that she had met Sawyer, but they were also mentioning the caption Hannah wrote on the post. And Sawyer felt a little embarrassed now that she was actually seeing people online react to that knowledge.

In the caption, Hannah mentioned that Sawyer had told her that she liked her shirt, and now, she exactly knew why. That honestly wasn't the most embarrassing part to Sawyer, which was the amount of Lego boxes inside a cart in the background.

A smile slowly creeped onto Sawyer's face as she typed out a reply, telling everyone to ignore the cart behind her. It should take their minds off the video that was just posted and make them poke fun of her Lego addiction, which was totally fine.

Everyone knew about that anyway, because she would always mention it whenever there was an interviewer who noticed the shelves behind her during times when she would do a few at-home interviews. It was one of the most-known facts about her.

When the comment posted, it didn't even take a minute before there were replies of her fans screaming at her, making her chuckle to herself. She was about to reply to one that was really funny to her, but a message from Sydney caught her eye.

"Don't go tweeting too much. You might expose yourself even more."

Sawyer just rolled her eyes at no one, letting out a quiet grumble. She knew what she was doing, and there was no way she would even say anything that would expose her, since it took very long for her to even admit who her celebrity crush was.

"i won't. trust me, i know what i'm doing."

"You sure? I'm gonna sleep now, so don't do anything that will make you panic. I won't be awake to help or reply to you."

"i got this, sydney. no need to worry about me," Sawyer quickly sent back.

But after no other replies from Sydney, Sawyer returned to Twitter, assuming she must have fallen asleep while waiting for her to reply. It was late, anyway, though it wasn't so extreme that Sawyer really should be forcing herself to close her eyes.

There were many minutes of Sawyer talking to her fans online, and she was having the time of her life since it had been a little while since she had last done this. It was great, but there was just something missing, and Sawyer couldn't remember what.

Her jaw instantly dropped in realization once it finally popped into her mind. It had been many hours, but Isabel still hadn't returned or sent a message to tell Sawyer that she was back from doing whatever she needed, and it was really bothering her.

And Sawyer finally posted her last tweet before standing up and stretching her whole body for a moment. She had been sitting there for so long, and she had already forgotten to eat her dinner and she still hadn't cleaned up the trash from her living room.