Kyle's P.O.V
She subscribed.
To me!
I flipped out total fanboy.
I went to her profile.
I'm the only one she subscribed to.
Then another wave of extreme fanboying came.
I don't really know what I did next I just kinda well, flipped out completely.
I closed my laptop and took a deep breath. Then it vibrated violently. I opened it and saw an email had been sent to me. The email no one ever sent anything to.
helpmefindoutmore@gmail.com
[a/n FAKE AS KIM K'S BUTT]
I opened it.
To: You
From: Anonymus
I have found the address:
453 Saltwater Dr. L.A Califoria
Sincerly,
Anonymus
I went crazy again.
Thats three blocks away from me.
I slipped on some converse and litearly ran to her house.
Paige's P.O.V
Same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger nowOur song on the radio but it do1111111''1q12q12n't sound the sameWhen our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me downCause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name
It all just sounds like oooooh...Mmm, too young, too dumb to realizeThat I should 've bought you flowersAnd held your handShould 've gave you all my hoursWhen I had the chanceTake you to every partyCause all you wanted to do was danceNow my baby's dancingBut she's dancing with another man..."
I sang while my fingers found the notes on the smooth piano keys.
"KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Some one was frantically pounding on my door. I sighed switching off my camera. I brushed my pants off and stood up to get the door.
I opened it to an over excited boy with blond hair and blue eyes.
"Paige?"
"Do I know you?" I said raising an eyebrow.
"No well i don't think but i know you." He said smiling like a person who just came from an asylum.
"Now who are you?"
"I'm Kyle." he said still smiling creepily. "Are you filming?"
Wait what?
He knows my YouTube!?
"Well yes..." I said. "But here's a question, whats my YouTube?" I said smirking
"theanonymussinger." he said
I groaned.
He did know who I was.
"Yes Im filming." I said closing the door behind him as he stepped a little more inside.
"Can I watch.." He asked smiling.
"Fine." I groaned.
This is exactly why I didn't tell people who I was. I don't want them spending their life thinking about me like this guy obviously does by the look on his face right now.
"Sit on the couch quietly and be good."
He obeyed sitting quietly while I found my camera and sat down. Pressing record I sang into the camera, my eyes closed pretending I was alone.
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