Chapter 1: 800,000 Subs!

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*Y/N P.O.V*

  "Goodbye my sweet, sweet stalkers..." you signed out holding a hand to your forehead and quietly saluting the audience.... or *cough* my camera, in my room, alone... *cough* You stood from your seat, butt aching, because you have been sitting in the same position for 2 hours just trying to figure out how to put words together like a normal human. Wait, normal?  You are everything but normal! Maybe people just enjoy (YT/C/N) just because they are psychos that enjoy listening to why exactly you suck at doing things that most people do on a normal basis.

  Your channel was full of random crap, from vlogs now and then, just lifting up the camera and talking complete non-sense, pranks, challenges, collabs, and just weird crappy videos that somehow have the most views. You could literally sit in your room for 5 hours talking about something that is incredibly inspirational, significant, and smart and spend another 3 hours editing it, till it is pure beauty, but somehow the 'I sneeze milk out of my nose' video has 200,000 more views and nearly 2,000 more likes. What the actual hell? Basically all my videos were shit that people enjoyed laughing at and making fun of or even relating to. But if you're being honest you have a lot of pretty decent, maybe even amazing videos that YouTubers around the world have discovered you from and directly tweeted you about. Physically imploding every time Danisnotonfire tweeted some irrelevant bullsh*t on your video or Catrific tweeting something extremely sweet about it. 

  You were nearly at 800,000 subscribers and you felt as if you were going to projectile vomit any second it hit that 1 last subscriber. Come on, come on, come on...... come on. Was all your brain could think for the next 2 minutes.

    "COME ON STOP BEING A DI-" your friend interrupted your loud shouting, putting a hand on your shoulder. "Woah! Woah! Y/N, my virgin ears will not listen to you say such naughty words... Now whats up?" she asked with a motherly tone.

   "I have one mother-" Y/BF/N eyeballed you at what nasty words were about to come out of your mouth. "Fine.... I have one, mother trucking, better?" Y/BF/N nods, "Subscriber till I have 800,000 fluffing subs! Come out of hiding dude and just click the damn button!" you yelled angry at the poor, non-existent subscriber you were waiting for to subscribe to you.

   "And how long have you been waiting for that subscriber?" Y/BF/N asks in a soft tone, caressing your back lovingly. "Approximately two and one-half minutes." you answer nodding to yourself. "One sec, I'll be back." you nod to her. And then you look back at the computer screen, anticipation boiling inside you. Breath... just breath... and then that one subscriber arose from the outernet and clicked the inevitable button...

    "HELLS YEAH!!!! I KNEW YOU WOULD COME AROUND SOMETIME!!!" you shout at the subscriber you seem to be talking to. Y/BF/N walks into the living room trying to hold back laughs. "You didn't..." you say in a quiet, yet harsh tone.

   "Your my best friend and I love you loads!" she says holding her arms out, wanting a pity hug. "Its okay." you grab her into a hug and right when she gets comfortable you knee her where the sun don't shine. She falls back in pain and shock. "How dare you..." Y/BF/N shouts at you. 

   "Thanks for helping me reach 800,000!" you say with a cheeky grin. "No problem!" Y/BF/N says back proudly, but still in a little pain. "How did you get in? By the way." you ask her amused.

   "I have my ways..." she answers, your eyes widen with shock. "No you dildo! Your drunk ass forgot to hide the spare key in your plant outside."

   "Oh shit! I need to stop doing that..." you say. "Don't worry.... I got you dude!" she says in an all too enthusiastic voice. "Well I'm out!" Y/BF/N says getting up to head out.

   "Bye Bitch!" you yell back at her. Once she's let herself out you squeal in excitement. 800,000... Wow!  Ever since you started YouTube your world felt bigger, brighter, happier and just downright more amazing. YouTube helped you a lot when you felt like you were walking around with a dark cloud covering all your brightness, but no matter how much pain and deaths you went through you knew there was a point for you and you think this is it, your point. The smile that was never  true, was now truer and brighter than anyone else's smile. You could light up a room just from your smile and optimistic personality, even though you were sarcastic as hell. People enjoyed your videos, because they enjoyed you as a person. It seems no one was actually looking at your exterior self, they were mostly focused on your personality and loved your videos. But obviously your H/L, H/C hair was beautiful along with your shining E/C eyes. You were a beautiful and delightful human in general.

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