Pick Me Up (A Rhett McLaughlin fanfic)

Prologue

I read over the email with a growing smile. Though my initial reaction was happy, my heart plummeted as the memories flooded back. It was the same email that seemed to have changed my life forever- an invitation to the YouTube rewind. The day seemed so clear and fresh in my mind, but the events that followed still keep me up at night.

I remember reading the email ecstatically, finally being invited to be a part of the process. I had been doing my show, call T Time for about two years then. T Time was a comedic talk show and over all comedy internet show I did in Boston. It was just me, myself, and I doing it. I wasn't part of a duo or anything. Just me, Amy Weber. I had lived in Boston my whole life, even going to school at Berklee School of Music. As you can see, I'm totally making the most of that degree.

The T is the railway system in Boston, that's pretty much the main way to travel the city, since traffic is a nightmare. My studio was in a building towering over downtown Boston. The window on set had a great view of the T, so I played off that. I had written a song with a slap-bass rhythm back in college that started out like this.

Just another weirdo ridin the T
Just another weirdo starin at me

It was stupid at the time, but then I had my intro song. It aired everyday at four o'clock, or tea time. Just to make it better, I drank and sold coffee, not tea.

But the thing about that day, is it was the last show of T Time. I was moving to LA, in hopes to start something fresh. It was hard, but I knew the end result would pay off. I could only hope that some of my five million subscribers would support whatever was to come for me.

Now, I've been in LA for three years. My new show, now called Me Time, was a hit. I went around doing self indulged pranks, re-enactments, and song changes. But privately, I was a mess.

At the YouTube rewind, I met two men named Rhett and Link. Yeah, you've probably heard of them. We were both in the scene of wearing tight, gold clothes and dancing. We became friends, but the feelings I had for Rhett were more. Turns out, the same was for him. During recording, his hips "accidentally" brushes against mine. We ended up having our little private Rendezvous that lasted longer than it should have.

He was married and I had a boyfriend, whom I quickly broke up with. It was wrong, but it felt so good. He was my better half. But then, I had to go back to Boston. I hadn't yet moved at the time. But by the time I was back, Link said Rhett was going through a bad time. But the thing is, Link didn't know. He didn't know how much it hurt me and how much it changed me. I never got to know what happened, because he never came back for me.

So, that leaves me where I am today- Heart broken and frazzled. I knew he would be at this years rewind, because hell, they are every year. Worry was the only thing clouding my mind, wondering what would happen and how it would go down. All I could hope for is the best, but prepare myself for the worst, and having my heart completely shattered.