Time Machine ♚ Jacksepticeye

8

I stood there in shock.

How many years did we go ahead? 10? I can't remember.

Is it possible to change the future? It has to be, something like this can't happen; I-I won't allow it.

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"Sean?!" I ran, before seeing something.

I saw Sean and I together, but the older us.

Nice to know we're still friends this year.

I was about to turn around to continue looking for Sean when I heard a scream.

Turning back around, my future self was pinned to the ground; a man in a leather jacket and a bandanna over his mouth holding me down.

"Y/n!" I heard Sean yell as he attempted to pull the man off.

"Someone call the police!" I yelled, before taking something to the back of the head, I stopped moving.

Jack yelled, tackling the man off of my none moving body.

The next part seem to happen in slow motion; the police sirens muffled my the ringing off my ears.

The man pulled out something the fit perfectly on Sean's chest.

Next thing I knew, the ringing in my ears stopped at a bang, and then a thud.

Sean fell the the ground, the man quickly getting up and running before the police could get here.

Even though it wasn't the Sean in my timeline, it still hurt me.

Knowing that this will happen to him...

I got up and ran, ran as fast as I could away from here.

Where's Sean?! Where's Sean?! Where's Sean?!

I ran into something, falling to my feet.

"Y/n?" I opened my eyes, seeing the tall man in the lab coat, the green hair I loved.

I grabbed his hand, running back to the machine.

"Sean we need to leave, now!" "Wha-"

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"Y/n what's wrong?" he asked, closing the door to the machine.

I hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go. "Y/n?"he asked, not returning the hug.

"Sean what year is this?" I muffled into is coat, still holding onto him.

"2025" I said, resting his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"Y/n, please tell me what happened" Sean pleaded.

I took my arms from around him, noticing a wet spot on his coat.

Was I crying?

"Y/n, would you much rather prefer for you to tell..." I spaced out, seeing his lips moving but no sound coming out.

Why did I want this?

Why did I want to do this?

Why was I feeling this way?

Should I?

Would he get mad?

Questions roamed my mind;

Why did I want to kiss him?

Why did I was to hug him again?

"Y/n?... Y/n?... Y/n?!" I was being shook.

"Huh?" He sighed, still holding onto my shoulders. "Explain this to me over cake at home" he told me; I nodded, standing quietly next to Sean.