Soundtrack Of Our Lifes (A Jacksepticeye Fanfiction)

Not like the other girls

Three Chapters today. I celebrate that I have the whole book done!

Song is Not like the other girls from The Rasmus.

Enjoy

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I click to answer the call and look at the screen, pretending I made a mistake. 'Shit, think I did something now.'
I see Markiplier, another YouTube guy, staring at his screen. 'Nononono, fuck no. How can I stop this?!' I ask, totally serious.

'Hey! Who are you? And where is Jack?' Mark is looking totally confused. Time to have fun.

'Oh my, you're Markiplier!' I almost scream enthusiastic. 'I'm one of your biggest fans! You and Jack are my favourite!' I hop a little up and down.

'Who are you and where is Jack? Jack?! JACK!' He screams now.

'He's not here. Oh my god... I can't believe that you are you! I just hoped I can find something from Jack I can take with me... and now I even have the chance to talk to one of you two!' I look at the camera with the widest smile I can do. 'Do you think he will recognise if I take some of his undies with me? And do you think he'll miss his razor? My uncle is working in a lab, maybe he can clone him.'

Marks mouth pops open. He shakes his head slowly. 'You, lady, are just insane. But no worries... I'll call someone to get you home, okay?' He tries to smile friendly while he puts his mobile to his ear. I see Sean crawling out of the door, his buzzing mobile in his hand. I see Mark looking nervous on his screen.

'Ah come on Mark, please, please, please don't call anyone. I'll do no harm, promise! I'll just get a few things and lay myself in Jacks bed for a while. Please, I'll show you boobs if you don't do that!' He's not impressed by my offer. I hear him speaking slowly and quietly to Sean.

'Dude... call the police. I skyped you and there is a weird woman in your house. She's totally mental.' 'Hey, I'm not mental!' I state out, looking at him evilly. 'Yeah, she says she is not mental. Yeah. Don't go inside, Jack. No... no don't go!' I look at Mark and see him lay down his phone. I smile with an insane look at him, sneaking behind the door, holding my finger over my mouth to signal Mark to shut up. As the door opens he yells 'Watch out, Jack!' But I jump faster and land on Seans back so we both crash to the floor. Mark screams insults through the speakers, Sean and I wrestle on the ground. Out of sight for Mark.

'Stay still and on the ground.' I whisper in Seans ear, giving him a short kiss on the cheek. I rise from the ground looking at the camera, smiling at Mark. 'Thank you for bringing Jack here... I'll have to go now, do you know where he has ropes?'

Marks insults are getting serious, his eyes flicker to a place behind me. I know Sean is now standing behind me. His one hand is grabbing my hair, the other one finds its place on my throat. 'Got ya, you little monster!' He yells out and then kisses me on the lips passionately. Mark just stares at us sceptical.
'What the fuck, man?' Marks voice is booming loudly through the room. Sean looks at the camera und smiles.
'May I introduce ya to my wonderful and, I have to admit, godlike acting girl?' He says that while letting my hair loose so I can face the camera and wave at Mark.
'The fuck... you scared me to death, you son of a biscuit!' Mark ruffles his hair looking at us. 'I thought she had killed you!'
Sean laughs loudly and hugs me from behind, sitting down, so I sit on his lap again.

'Sorry, but that was so funny. Ya call... so good!' He snickers while Mark still needs some time to calm down.

'You know, I'll make us something to eat. When I find something in your kitchen. So you and Mark have time to talk.' I rise from Seans lap and ruffle his hair. 'See ya, Mark!' I wave to Mark shortly and go to the kitchen.

There was barely anything in the kitchen. But I found some chicken, rice and coconut milk. Lucky he has some flavours here. So I make a fast chicken curry with rice, entering his recording room with a plate full of it.
'And that's why, she's not like the other girls I know.' Sean says.

'Because of being an awesome cook in a word of convenience and delivery service?' I chuckle while I place the plate next to his keyboard.