You And Me - A Yogscast/Hat Films Love Story.

Chapter 35 - Fucking Love Letters.

Alex's POV:

"Al? Go to the shop and get milk for me? And get our mail" Em yelled

"Why can't you fucking get it yourself?" I yelled back,

"Because there's a parcel for you that you need to collect and I went to get milk last time" she yelled,

"Fine..Lewis is coming round tonight by the way, and the societies fair is soon, oh and freshers week! Where we spend the whole week on the piss for cheap!" I said

"Sounds fun" she sighed

"Best part about being a student is freshers week.." I said, leaving to get our shit,

I went to the store and got food, booze and other shit, then picked up my Amazon purchase of new headphones, and checked out Mail.

I swear to god if I get one more fucking love letter from Ross I'm gonna shove all of them up his arse.

Legend's POV:

Hey, Em. I'm really sorry about the whole thing with Ross." Rythian apologized.

"I guess it's okay." I sighed.

"Anyway, your hair looks great, but do you know what would look good with the purple? Teal." Rythian said.

"And now I'm talking to Mr. Enderborn." I joked.

"Aw, you watch my videos?" He cooed.

"Of course I do." I replied. Rythian smiled then his face became somewhat serious again.

"I have a question." He announced.

"Okay." I said, urging him to continue.

"Why are you hiding your accent with a fake British one? I think your accent is cute." He complimented.

"Thank you, but I don't need all of the stereotypes that come with a Canadian accent." I replied.

"Maybe just talk normally around Alex, you guys do live together." He suggested.

"I guess I will, she doesn't really have anyone to tell." I mused.

"Good, I also want you to come to Sweden." Rythian said.

"And here's Mr. Hellstrand." I said.

"Am I just Hellstrand or Enderborn to you?" Rythian asked with a fake pout.

"No, sometimes you're an idiot!" I exclaimed.

"Thank you!" Rythian replied, being mock proud. I heard the door opening and assumed it was Alex.

"Bye, Ryth. I'll Skype with you later." I said. He said bye and I closed my laptop.

"Welcome back." I said, not using my fake British accent and instead using my real Canadian one.

"Whoa, you sound different." Alex pointed out.

How so?" I asked, cocking my head to the side and smirking internally at how confused she looked.

"Yor voice..." She was so confused.

"Yes, I have a voice." I replied.

"Your accent..." She trailed off.

"What about it? I'm just talking normally." I said, which wasn't a lie. I turned and went back into my room, leaving the confused looking Alex standing there.

I shut the door and burst out laughing to myself, making sure Alex couldn't hear me.

Alex's POV: