Crimson (Googleiplier × Reader)

Chapter II

???POV

Honestly, how oblivious can humans be? I thought to myself with a smirk. I could hear her telling Dylan all about her encounter with the 'oh so fabulous' Markiplier. Yeah? Well, don't forget who's on your shirt, babe... (ooooo :3)

Your POV

"He said I was pretty chill and then he asked me to go record with him tomorrow! Can you believe that?" You told Dylan the last bit of your encounter.

"Wow, (Y/N)! That's great! I hope you have fun! I have to get back to editing now." He said. You rolled your eyes. Dylan liked his videos highly, highly edited so that every moment is interesting.

Smiling to yourself for no reason in particular, you head to your room and flop down into your bed. "Mmm..." So soft... You thought as you did the motions of making a snow angel on your bed. Dylan had bought you a super soft blanket for your birthday. You were glad he was your friend. And to think he used to babysit you...

Sighing in happiness, you look at your phone. 7 unread messages. "Ugh." You say, not for the first time. Giving in, you read the messages.

I saw you last night. You look so peaceful when you sleep.

Why are you ignoring me?

It's rude to stare.

Talk to me.

Are you afraid?

Don't apoligize. I think your shirt is amazing. Could be better though. Better than one of him.

Good night, and see you tomorrow~

Ok, ew. Setting your phone down, you get under the covers, completly comfortable. Fudge. You just realized your still in your clothes. Sighing, you get up and change into a soft Markiplier themed tanktop and a pair of sleeping shorts. Bdrrm bip bip. Grabbing your phone, you see another message.

You look good in that~

Pissed off, you text back.

Eff off man. I do not want anything to do with you. Stop texting me. Stop watching me you sick pervert. You hit send. They should really make a emojii for flipping people off... you thought.

Bdrrm bip bip. Ah, but how could I stop watching you when your watching me right now?

Wtf do you mean? You texted. A chill went down your spine as you hear a chuckle in your ear.

I mean, your looking at me right now.

You shook your head. So what? Are you like a Rouge Siri or something? Nice... you mentally high fived yourself.

Hnn, no. Far better. I'm a lottle bit bigger than that. Do me a favor and look behind you dear~ (I love that word. Lottle.)

Ignoring the fact that he (you assume they're a he) called you dear, you look behind you. Ho.Ly. Shit. You blinked hard. He was still there. Nonononononono. He can't be real, right? This had to be some kind of joke. Standing in front of you with a smirk is...

Googleiplier. 

"Now that you've gotten it through your lovely little head who I am, I hate to say but I must take you to someone." He said, his voice chilling.