- Delirious' POV -
I run my hands down my face for what felt like the tenth time in the past five minutes. For some reason, sleep had not been my friend last night. I kept tossing and turning, my mind completely filled with anxiety.
I felt the edge of my bed dip down. I look down to reveal my dog, Jason. He is a German Shepard, and my best (and only) friend.
"Hey Jason." I smile, patting his head. He laid his head on my leg, sighing. I had gotten Jason after the passing of my sister. I needed a friend. I needed... something to be there for me.
"You'll never leave me, right Jason?" I whisper, looking back down to him. He had fallen asleep.
- Y/N's POV -
I woke up, my eyes squinting from the sunlight. I really need to move my bed... or buy curtains. Whichever comes first.
I get up, stretching in the process. Today was going to be a big recording day. Fortunately, I hired an editor once I had over one million subscribers. He is extremely talented at what he does and makes really good thumbnails.
I change into some black sweatpants and (f/c) t-shirt. I tied my hair up in a loose bun before going towards the door. I had to go downstairs to get my mail.
I grab the keys before I walk out the door, locking it in the process. Once I go down and grab my mail, noticing it was a bunch of junk. I sigh before going back in the elevator and pressing my floors button.
As the doors open, I'm immediately tackled by a fluff of black fur.
"Oh hello." I giggle, petting the large dog. The dog just licks my face. I look past the dog to reveal Jonathan rushing around the corner, looking panicked.
"Jason." He sighed in relief, grabbing ahold of his collar and pulling him off of me.
"He's cute." I smile, looking down at Jason. "German Shepard's are my favorite."
"Really?" He asked, almost in disbelief. His cold demeanor suddenly goes away for a split second, before going back. "Well, sorry." He said quickly, before turning back around and walking down the hall with Jason. I frown, watching him walk away.
Something about Jonathan doesn't seem right. I mean, he's always just.... quiet. Quiet and cold. He doesn't seem like who he really is.
Right before Jonathan goes to his door, I jog up behind him.
"Hey Jon!" I say, grabbing his arm. His whole body seems to tense up from my touch. He turns to look down at me, his blue eyes boring into my (e/c) eyes.
"What?"
I look down at the dog. I honestly didn't know why I stopped him in the first place. I ponder for a moment, sighing before looking up.
"I love your eyes." I blurted out. He looks dumbfounded at first; he almost looked lost in thought.
Soon, a small blush erupted across his cheeks. He looks down at his feet, muttering a quick "thanks" then walks into his apartment, shutting the door in my face.
A few moments later, I log onto Skype and call Tyler. He answers quickly.
"Hey, Y/N!" He smiled. I smiled back. "What's up?"
"I need your advice." I felt the heat rising on my cheeks.
"Sure thing, what's on your mind?" He asked.
"Well, remember the neighbor I was talking about?" He nods. "Well, for some odd reason, he won't leave my mind."
"Well, do you like him?"
I blush madly before saying, "N-no, I don't think so. He's just... mysterious, I guess?"
"Why don'y you try and get to know him, then?"
"I don't think he wants any company, though." I frowned, looking away from the camera. "Y'know, actually, never mind. Can we just start our recording now? Can we play some GTA?"
"Sure thing." Tyler smiled. He obviously knew when to not pry into my life.
-- Timeskip - -
I quickly do my outro for my GTA recording before saying goodbye to Tyler, Evan, Nogla, Brian, and Lui. I turn off my computer after seeing it was only 5:00pm.
Then, a brilliant idea came into my mind.
I picked up the phone, dialing the number for the local pizzeria.
25 minutes later, there was a knock at my door. I opened it to reveal the pizza man. I paid the man and took my large cheese pizza. Once I saw the pizza man go into the elevator, I locked my door and walked across the hall, knocking onto Jonathan's door. I heard Jason's barking on the other side.
The door opened, revealing a slightly tired... shirtless Jonathan. I looked down swiftly, the heat once again coming onto my face. I looked back up to see him smirking.
"What's up?" He asked, before looking down at the box in my hands.
"Want to eat this with me? They screwed up my order so I got more than I asked for." I lied. I mean, I obviously bought this large pizza just so I could have an excuse to talk with him.
Out of nowhere, Jonathan actually smiled.
"So you smile at food, huh?" I laughed. He opened the door wider, taking the box from my hands just as Jason jumped up on me,
"Hey Jason!" I smiled, patting his head. I crouched down so he can lick my face.
"He's taken a liking to you." Jon said. I looked up, smiling. "He usually doesn't like strangers."
"I guess I'm different then." I said in almost a whisper, before looking back down at Jason.
A few moments later, we were sitting on the couch, watching TV and eating the pizza. Jason sat in between us as we happily munched in silence.
"How long have you lived in LA?" I asked Jon. He looked up at me.
"About a year now. I moved here from North Carolina after-" He looked away quickly, shutting his mouth.
"It's okay if you don't want to tell me. There are things I don't like talking about either." I said. he looked back at me, smiling a little bit in thanks.
"Do you have any siblings?" He asked. I nod my head.
"I have a brother. His name is Brock." I smiled. "He's practically my best friend and is super overprotective."
"So he would be mad if he knew you were at a guys house, huh?" He smirked. I nodded my head, laughing lightly.
"I'm sure he would be fine with it if he knew how happy I am right now." I said, a blush arising on my cheeks ANOTHER time. He smiled yet again. This is the most he's smiled in my presence since we met.
----
A/N:
ok but like I ship them so hard. I still have no clue where this story is heading, but I can figure it out as I go!!
YOU ARE READING
How We Fell (H2O Delirious x Reader)
FanficY/N went through life as any ordinary girl, except, she was a Youtuber. When Y/N, a masked Youtuber, moves to LA, she never expected for any of this to happen. (Y/N = Your Name Y/C/N = Your Channel Name) Drawing on Cover is NOT mine.