A YouTuber's Tale : Discontinued

14

July 12th (9:20 am)

Joe P.O.V

I fell asleep last night whilst texting Emily. She didn't bore me, but I was just extremely tired.

I check my WhatsApp, a notification from Emily.

Emily: Check Caspar's story. Kill him for me xx

I shut down WhatsApp, loading up snapchat and scrolling down through my contacts to Caspar. Pressing on his story, I see the new picture, and the fury that takes over me is enormous.

"What the hell!" I internally scream to myself. I jump straight out of bed, taking my phone with me.

I run straight up the stairs, scanning my eyes over the flat for any sight of that South African dickhead.

"Caspar!" I call.

He's still not home.

I ring his number, and it goes to answer phone after a few calls.

Joe: I've just seen it, and don't worry, I'm going to. Xxx

I call again. He picks up this time.

"Hello?" I hear his voice call.

"What the f*ck are you playing at Caspar?" I almost scream. "Where the hell are you?"

"Oh I'm at a mates." He laughs, his integrity annoying me.

"Really? So you sleep with all your mates?"

Silence.

"How do you know?" Caspar questions calmly.

"You posted it on your stupid Snapchat you retard! Do you not know about Jade. She's heartbroken! Do you know what you've done."

It's like he has no recollection of last night at all.

"I did?"

"You did Caspar. You slept with a random girl, posted it, and you broke a girls heart. Well done mate."

"Don't get mad at me Joe!" He shouts at me.

"Why shouldn't I?"

"The only reason you're sticking up for her is because you're dating her twin. If you weren't you'd be congratulating me." He shoots. "Just f*ck off Joe!"

"Don't come back to the house today Caspar. I don't want you seeing Jade. She's been treated like shit all her life. She doesn't need you in it."

With that I hang up the phone.

<>

Emily P.O.V

"Wayne?" I say, walking into the WHSmiths for our first meet and greet this morning.

"Morning Emily. Where's Jade?" He asks.

"Well, that's what I came to talk to you about."

"Well, she better be here soon because-"

"She's not doing it." I rush in one big breath.

"What?" Wayne almost screams, his eyes widening.

"Something happened, and she had a panic attack this morning, and she's in no state to do the meet and greet today." I say. "We are both so sorry."

"Oh, well. All of these people have payed to come and see you and they are only seeing half!" He exclaims, pacing up and down the fiction isle.

"I know and we are so sorry, but I think we can fix this. How long until the meet and greet?" I ask.