(I'm writing this story as the reader. Typically, secret admirers go by "Jane Doe" so your name will be Jane in this story). Enjoy!
"Ashley, wait up!" you shout at your eager friend, headed towards the Youtube Convention doors. She had been waiting all year to see Markiplier, and time after time, kept swearing to me Leafy would attend.
I knew better. He never came to these places, he was above it all. Simply too cool. I had been in absolute love with the infamous "no chin" LeafyIsHere since day one. So of course my best friend knew. I only wished she hadn't manipulated me in to going to to this convention. I always feel like people are judging me. And that if what she was saying was true, (the word going around, Leafy's so called 'appearance', it's not like he would see me as anyone but a fan. Let alone hang around the convention center. You can't tell me there aren't V.I.P sections for the stars, come on.
I wasn't buying in to the hype, that's all.
To sum it all up, we ended up roaming the center ALL day. We grabbed some photos from some familiar faces here and there, others not as kind as we had hoped, but you win some you lose some.
Around 9pm everything began shutting down. The lights, snack stands, and the majority of people were clearing out. Soon enough, a secuirty guard approached us and kindly asked everyone to clear the area, and that they would reopen at 8:00am tomorrow.
My friend shot me a glance, her eyes sorry I hadn't seen him.
"We gotta go." I fake smiled at her, hoping to cheer her up and hide my ridiculous disappointment.
Must have heard my sad tone, cause she threw her arm around me while we headed out.
She was such a good friend.
Listening to the bottoms of our shoes tapping the carpet as we talked about the blast we had apart from the little let down, our hands pushed the backdoor open and we interrupted a small group of people talking (possibly thumping one by accident). The smell of weed smacked my face and the seemingly guy voices "oops" and excused themselves.
Keeping my eyes forward, I didn't intend on being raped.
"Sorry ladies." one smiled and apologized kindly, catching my friends eye for a split second.
We continued to walk when she turned her head back in our direction, only to jerk her head back once we stepped off the sidewalk on to the side of the road.
At this point the cold weather blew our hair as our arms were tucked in to eachothers, cold as motherfuckers. My distraction was purposely focusing on where we parked when I heard my friend whisper/mumbling as she looked back at the guys.
She's such a whore sometimes, I swear to God.
Quickly she began gasp/breathing heavily in to my ear.
"Leafy's over there!" she whispered in my ear with wide eyes.
"Shut up." I laughed and looked back to play along.
"No, that's really him. He's in that group of guys. And I think the other guy is Luna!" she freaked out. The more she talked, was like the clearer my focus became.
Brown hair, smoking a possible blunt, small nose, huge eyes, hat and hoodie.
It fucking couldn't be.
"I'm killing myself!" the guy shouted, clearly joking as his friends roared in laughter.
Two seconds later his voice registered with my brain and me and my friend looked right back in to eachothers eyes, our mouths open in shock.
"Oh my God!" I whispered.
"Go talk to him!" she pushed me back with a wide smile.
"No!" I refused and grabbed her hands and we had a small fight on the road.
STAY TUNED!
