*Y/Ns POV*three years later*"Okay, ready?" I asked my friend Cheryl. We met robbing a museum in Ohio. "Yeah." She said as she nodded. "Put your hands up, put the money in the bag or we will shoot!" Me and Cheryl yelled with Cheryl holding a big black bag.
"Thank you. Now if you don't mind, we'll be on our way." I said as me and Cheryl ran out. I soon as we got out, I saw someone.
A man. He was short but yet tall. He had black hair with the top parted to one side, had a black t-shirt with an 8-bit M on it with a red no or cross sign over it. The shirt also had ripped sleeves which defined his muscles. Umm... that was weird I'm gonna stop right there. He also wore glasses and jeans of course I mean, who doesn't were a bottom in public. It would make sense if you wrote a shirt and underwear at your house but don't do that in public.
"Um... hello... earth to Y/N..." Cheryl said as she waved her hand in front of my face. "Huh? What? Who? Oh sorry I got distracted by him." I pointed to the man. When I pointed at him, he turned and walked towards me and Cheryl.
"Hey." The man said. "Hi." I said trying to act tough. All of a sudden we heard sirens. "Uh we have to g-" I said right before I heard a gunshot and looked over to Cheryl and she sat on the wall... dead. I saw her gun next to her. She committed suicide. "Cheryl!" I yelled.
After I yelled that, my car exploded. "Oh great. Now I have no car. And yes, where's your car." I said to the man while clenching my fists. "Over here. Follow me." The man said while winking at me. I blushed.
"Here we are." He said as he got in his car. It was a mustang and for some reason,I was in awe. I robbed banks and I couldn't even get a new car after mine crashed into another one. "You gonna get in? It's unlocked." "Right sorry."
He started the engine. And we started driving in no time. "So were do you live?" He asked. "Woah woah woah we just met." I told him scooting away from him. "I asked so I can drive you there. Also I wanted to see what you looked like mad. You're adorable when your mad." He said looking at me with a sexy smirk.
"Um no hitting on me. If you want my name, it's Y/N! And I'll give you directions." I said trying not to blush. "First of all, I like that your sassy. I like sassy. And my name Darkiplier but you can call me Dark. And lastly, okay." He said smiling the whole time.
*time skip*
We got to my house and saw it destroyed. "First my friend died my car blows up and now I don't have a house!? You gotta be kidding me." I said shaking my head. "You can stay at my place if you want sweet cheeks." He said putting his arm around me. "I'll stay with you, but quit it with the sweet cheeks thing okay?" "Whatever you say angel face." He said still with his arm around me.
After about five minutes of driving my favorite song came on the radio. Headstrong by trapt
Circling your, circling your, circling your head,
Contemplating everything you ever said
Now I see the truth, I got doubt
A different motive in your eyes and now I’m out
See you later
I see your fantasy, you want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, inside of our heads
Well now that’s over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hide"You sing beautiful babe." Dark said putting his hand on my shoulder. "Thank you." I said technically blushing.
Then another one of my favorite songs came on. I forgot what it was called but it was a good song. My favorite part of the song is "Left hand is steering the other is gripping your thy." It seems like Dark knew the song as well and when that part of the song came on, he gripped my thy and didn't let go. I blushed.
"You love me don't you?" I asked. "Yes I do." Dark said. "Your the only one I've ever loved." "You sound like if you were going through a break up." I said laughing. "But it's true. I've never experienced love before except now." I felt bad for him. He loves me and I'm treating him like shit! I wonder if I'll ever tell him...
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Dark Side (Darkiplier x Reader)
FanfictionYou're a criminal. You met another one robbing a bank. He seemed familiar. You never realized who he was and it didn't come to you. You now live with him and his friends trying to figure out what you're feeling. It felt good... it felt... like somet...