The Platform Between Us

Chapter Five:

I have seen so many people on Twitter tag Logan in posts relating to my videos. I can't get over how so many can come together like this if they deem it important. I'm still waiting to see if Logan actually sees the video or not. If he does, I have no clue how I would even begin to react to that. I would be happy, of course, but it would also make me extremely anxious. I'm sure it'll be good though.

I've been putting more hours into working at the cafe, and I can't really complain about anything at the moment. It all seems so peaceful. I'm just finishing up a closing shift right now. I ranted about things in my past few videos, such as the societal concept of perfection, hate (since I got some of it), and more. I tried my best with dealing with the hate, but I can't push it all away. I talked about how, with my anxiety, receiving hate can be a hard thing to go through. It's hard any way, yes, but you understand what I'm saying if you suffer yourself.

"Are you still open?" Wait...hold up. I looked up from the counter at the man standing in the doorway of the cafe. He was smiling to me, and I really had no idea what to do. I just kind of froze in place. "Are you alright, (Y/N)?" He knows my name? Did the fans actually reach out to and get his attention?

"Uh, I think so," I said, blushing lightly.

"May I come in? It looks like your cleaning up, so I don't want to bother you."

"Yeah, sure. Can I get you anything?"

"Nah, I'm good. But I would appreciate being able to get to know you and talk to you. I recently started watching your videos. I applaud the fact that you can sit down and do that. I know not many would be able to," Logan said.

"I do it so others can start to come to terms with their own struggles. So that I can help them see that there are people out there that are the same as them. I do it to help," I say as I continue to clean the counter. I was feeling anxious now that Logan was actually sitting in front of me.

"You seem like a very nice person. Here, can I see your phone? I'll put my number in and text myself, and we can set up a time for a future meeting," he said as he held his hand out. I nodded and rested it in his hand, waiting for him to be finished.

"I don't trust people very easily. I guess there's just something about you that washes that away," I suddenly blurt out.

"I'm glad. I can be your friend faster that way. Well, I left Kong in the car so I have to go now, but I'll definitely be getting hold of you later to figure out when we can talk," Logan said as he stood up. I nodded, and he smiled and waved before leaving me alone in the cafe. What the hell was that? Did that even just happen? I shakily went back to work before clocking out and leaving for the night. When I returned home, I instantly started getting things ready to record a video. I had seen that Logan followed me on Twitter, so I knew that what had happened earlier wasn't some weird daydream. Well, Twitter and his number in my phone.

"Guys, I'm seriously freaking out," I started as soon as I made sure everything was on and working, "and I'm going to have a panic attack if I don't calm down, but I need to tell you what happened a couple hours ago. I was at work, cleaning and getting ready to close up, when a surprise guest showed up inside. I'm not sure how he knew I was there, but I'm sure I'll find out soon. Anyway, he had asked if the place was still open, and I snapped my head up to look at him, because there was no way that the person that that voice belonged to was actually there.

"Sure enough, there he was. Logan Paul. Holy crap guys, I met Logan in person today and he said that he watches these videos, hello Logan, and he wants to get to know me and hopefully be friends with me. Guys, I can't. I seriously can't. There isn't anything going through my mind right now. This is a super short video, but I don't care at this point. I seriously have to go calm down so I don't panic. I'll see you all again soon. Bye!" I ended the video and did the small amount of editing I had to before beginning the uploading process. After it was finally up, I went to my room and changed before laying down in my bed. I scrolled through Twitter and saw that Logan had tweeted at me, saying that he was happy to have met me today. I can't.

I set my phone aside, knowing that I would only freak out more if I kept it in my hand. I just stayed in this position, laying on my back, and started to breathe in and out deeply. After a while, I could feel myself drifting off to sleep, so I didn't fight it. I didn't have work tomorrow, so I could sleep all day long if I really wanted to. I'm sure I'll wake up and find things to do around the apartment though. I closed my eyes and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.