7 Letters: YOUTUBE (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 2: School!

A/N:

Hey guys! This is chapter 2 and I would love to gain some support! Please vote or tell others about this story so they can read it... I hope u guys enjoy reading this as much as enjoyed writing it...

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Chapter 2: School!

Well I have been trying to finish my video as soon as possible. I opened my Youtube account and scrolled down the comment section on my last video. A particular comment took my attention.

Night_Angel commented:

You're such a little sweetheart, ya know?

I read the username over again and I clicked it. It led to a channel with about 3 million subscribers. I am amazed. I scrolled down his videos and I didn't see one with the cover as his face or something. No face at all. I clicked one video with an interesting title:

What guys like in girls

It was a black screen and I was gonna think it was broken but then a voice started to mark it's way to my ears and just send shivers down my spine.

A very hot and attractive voice is all I hear but I already a picture the perfect appearance. "It's not always about the physicality," the voice says.I look at the screen an see that the guy that is talking is in there and u couldn't see the face  an dit was dark. Could that be Night_Angel?

As if to answer my question the voice said "This is your one and only mysteriously intriguing angel who only shows up at night, Night_Angel. I'm here to talk about insecurities."

My eyes and ears were instantly glued to the video because he didn't only choose a topic where I was gravely sensitive about. But also because the topic is something I'd want o talk to with someone who probably knows what they're talking about.

"I myself experienced self-harm," Night_Angel admits. From this day on forward I will start calling him 'Angel' only cause his username is too wrong.

But I payed attention to the words more than the voice his vocal cords produce. It was the type of voice that would make your knees go weak, or could make you faint. His voice was somewhere between comforting, warm, and in a way extremely appealing to the ear . His voice was slightly husky with a tiny bit of English accent making through. It wasn't a rough accent but the certain light touch in the words is making my heart jump out of my chest.

"I don't want anyone to go through what I went throught," he says and this time I walk to my bed withmy laptop and wrapped myself in overs. "I love seeing people smile but I hate it when it's obviously a fake smile and in a way it stings me too.It stings because I see how much effort you have to put into tha just to make people realize, think, or even get a hint of your on-going strength," he says softly.

I am fighting the urge to jump and just hug the laptop while fangirling. I may not be able to see his face but he just seems... HOT. I continued to watch his video until I got tired enough to wanting to sleep. 

I closed my laptop but when I laid down I sudenly started imagining a face I've never seen, Angel's face. I tried to invision as much as I can trying to imagine even the smallest details of his face the certain tensing and relaxing way of his lips as he speaks. I tried, but it was hard to imagine someone you don't even know much about. I only know how he is in camera though, not how he is in real life.

After a few minutes, my eyelids finally get heavy and I gave in to sleep. With a final flash of my imagined face that belonged to him I drifted off to complete darkness.