“What do you mean ‘me’?” Jordan asks me angrily. I look down at the ground. He’s going to be really angry when I tell him.
“He likes me too,” I breathe out. I can tell that Jordan’s getting really mad, irate even.
“And you just tell me now? Do you like him?” Jordan yells at me. I tear up. I don’t know what my true feelings are. I like them both. Now I have to choose between them.
“I-I’m sorry for not telling you sooner.” I mumble. Suddenly, I’m up against the wall being held by the collar of my shirt.
“You didn’t answer me,” Jordan says crossly.
“I do like him,” I reply, scared. He pushes me up against the wall with more force.
“After all I’ve done for you! You’re just a little slut aren’t you?” Jordan says, getting up into my face. A tear slips down my face. Suddenly, I can hear Graser running over to us. What’s he doing here? I thought he hated me since I basically left him. His eyes scan over me before he goes to focus on Jordan. He then pushes him away and catches me before I fall. He sets me down gently.
“Graser…” I whisper, mostly to myself. He lets out a half-smile and then Jordan recovers from Graser pushing him.
“What the hell was that for?” Jordan asks, brushing himself off. I’m scared now. I don’t want to be a part of this, but I’m going to be stuck in the middle of it.
“Lay off of her,” Graser says with a grunt. Jordan smirks.
“What are you going to do about it? I’m a bigger Youtuber, she obviously wants me.” Jordan smiles at me. He smiles the smile I used to love. I don’t feel butterflies in my stomach when he looks at me anymore. I feel the whole zoo in my stomach however when Graser looks at me. Oh god, do I love him?
“Well, Emily. Who’s it going to be? Me or Graser?” Jordan questions, yet he sounds almost hopeful. Hopeful for what? Me to pick him? Does he not realize what he just did?
“Graser,” I say simply, staring into his electric blue eyes. They’re so captivating. Graser looks shocked. I guess he can’t believe that I would pick him over Jordan.
“Me?” Graser asks, quietly.
“Isn’t your name Graser?” I laugh wholeheartedly. Graser breaks out an adorable grin. It’s really cute to see him so happy.
“You aren’t picking me?” Jordan asks, sullenly.
“No, I’m sorry Jordan.” I say, as I begin to walk away from him. He grabs my arm and pulls me towards him.
“I love you and you’re going to love me,” Jordan says in a commanding tone. He drags me along and I’m helpless. Graser is chasing after us but fans are getting in the way. In fact, a crowd of fans have him completely surrounded. Jordan shoves me into an empty conference room with him and locks the door. He then pulls me over to a table and throws me against it.
“I’ll show you who’s better,” Jordan says as he begins to take off my pants. I scramble to get away from him but it just isn’t working. Why did I have to like him?
A/N: Omfg I'm screaming bc this was so intense. I had a biology final today and it was literally the hardest test ever. Sorry Jordan for writing about you like this lmao xD. Anyways, I hoped you enjoyed the chapter and look out for my next one! Have a lovely day/afternoon/night/whatever! <3
-Emily
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Sparks Fly
FanfictionEmily is just another fangirl of Graser. But when he notices her one day, her life is changed forever. Not only is her life changed, but Graser's life is too.
