wonderwall (Septiplier)

eighty three

"And I will see all you dudes, in the next video!" I yelled, my voice breaking during the 'video' part. I added a little end card comment before stopping the recording and sitting back in my seat, taking a big gulp of water.

I'd been recording videos in bulk for insomnia and it had completely ruined my health again, I was tired, my throat was sore and every time I ate food it failed to settle in my stomach. I hated getting sick but it always happened when I was recording more than two videos a day. Alongside this id been doing work on my secret project and attempting to sort things with my landlord who was not making it an easy journey for me.

I downed the last of my water and rolled my eyes at an email popped up on my screen from the company I had been working with on my project, I opened it and quickly scanned the words.

Hello again Sean, sorry to bother you whilst you're in mid preparation for an event but we need to have a meeting with you urgently. We require input from you regarding some of the final touches to the project, although it is not finished, we are close to completing the planning. If you can make it down to the office tonight then that would be great, if not, please come and meet with us as soon as possible. Thank you again, we look forward to seeing your.
Regards, Craig.

I shook my head lightly, this was the last thing I needed. It was already seven at night and I had editing to do and thumbnails to make, but this meeting was urgent and I couldn't brush it off for any good reason. I left my computer and marched into the front room, looking round for my shoes. Mark was sat at the table on his laptop, editing.

"What are you looking for Angel?"

"My shoes," I mumbled, kneeling down and getting them out from under the table.

"Where are you going at this time?"

"For a meeting about the project." Mark laughed lightly,

"Are you crazy? It's late, you're sick and running off less than two hours sleep. This isn't healthy for you Sean, you need to sleep." I shrugged my shoulders,

"I have no choice Mark, we're so close to finishing the project, it's a main priority now." Mark let out a deep sigh and crossed his arms across his chest,

"Don't be mad at me, I love you." I smiled, sharing a sweet kiss with Mark who gently took my hand.

"I'm not mad at you, I'm just concerned."

"Don't be." We shared a final kiss before I headed for the door,

"I love you too."

-

Around two hours had passed and I was ready to collapse and sleep for days, but I'd just made it home and the house was silent. I quietly made my way into the living room and smiled at Mark and Chica asleep on the sofa together, he'd obviously tried to stay awake and wait for me but he'd been keeping me company whilst I couldn't sleep at early hours of the morning.

I tiptoed across the room and pressed a short kiss to his forehead, brushing his hair aside before heading to my recording room. I took my shoes off and yawned, rubbing my eyes as I plonked myself down in front of my computer and loaded up today's recordings to edit. I rested my head against the cold material and waited, my eyes drooping shut occasionally.

I shook my head and opened my eyes, leaning forward; I had no time to sleep, I needed to edit. I looked at the screen and frowned at the empty folder, I clicked away from the folder and began frantically searching for the recordings I had done throughout the day.