It's Complicated Love (Crankiplier) Book 1

Chapter 8 - Moving?

Ethan

I had to make this choice. I could either stay here or move to L.A. and live with Mark. THE Markiplier. The YouTube idol that actually messaged me on Twitter and invited me to stay with him. I have to make up my mind. "I really want to," I whispered to myself. "Ugh, why is this so hard!" I yelled at the ceiling. Listen, I would like to continue on with this story, so can ya please hurry and make up your mind? "Ack! And I got a pushy author pressuring me as well!" I pouted. Just take the opportunity. Try something new! I would like to get on! Heaving out a sigh, I went to my room. "Can ya stop breaking the 4th wall!" I said realizing what happened back in the living room. Nope. I can break it if I want to. *cough cough* Sorry not sorry. "Fine. Then I won't go to Marks!" He retorted. FIIIIIINNNNEEEE! GO TO HIM ALREADY! I smiled and did a quick victory dance as I packed a suitcase full of clothes. I didn't want to pack everything just yet.

I bought my tickets and made sure to do a bunch of videos and planned all night. I had to get everything ready by Friday. I have a huge opportunity and it is going to make my life either a whole lot harder or a whole lot easier. I don't know what opportunities are in store for me, but boy can I not wait.

(This Time Skip is brought to you by Rayechan =3=)

As the sun began to set, I quickly got ready for bed. I made sure to let the dogs out and fed them and watered them. I took a shower and got dressed in just a pair of pajama bottoms. I don't normally wear a shirt to bed. If I do, it's because it's really cold out. The only thing that I didn't do was eat. I haven't really eaten anything all day. I don't really have an appetite. I crawled into my bed and threw the sheets over my body, poking my head out of the sheets and resting it on my pillow. I closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep. Mind you, I TRIED! I was tossing and turning. I kept my eyes closed. I was trying to force myself to sleep. I had so many questions going through my mind. What if he changes his mind? What if I don't like it there? What if...what if.... That's all it was. Nothing but 'what if 'questions. I finally gave up and opened my eyes. I was facing the darkest part of my room. I flipped over to the other side and was surprised to see sunlight leaking through the blinds and into the room. I must've stayed up all night. I rolled on the bed and reached for my phone on the night stand. I clicked the power button and grunted. 8:46 am it read. I set my phone down and slammed my face into my pillow. This is going to be a long week for me.