A I R P L A N E !

C H A P T E R 8

{Edited; 15 & 16 combined}

"I do YouTube"
George's face went a bit red out of embarrassment, cute. I slid into his peripheral smiling, although I was confused.

"what's so embarrassing about that? I think it's cool, y'know making content online" I slipped my hair out of the messy ponytail it was in and fixed it. We stopped at a red light and George turns back to look at me.

"Really?" His face was stunned in shock. I laughed, a bit too much. George joined in my assortment of horrendous laughs and wheezes.

We quite down after the light turns green again. The rest of the ride is quite, music slightly playing in the background. Calming.

We pull into a car-park outside of the apartment building. "Come on" George says getting out of the car. I follow quickly after, before hand grabbing luggage out of the trunk. We go up to the top floor in the elevator, George fumbles around with his keys before opening the door.

A loud scream comes from the back of the apartment followed up by *insert unfunny Lele Pons "joke"*

"Well, welcome to your temporary home" George had a slight grin on his face. 'Temporary' is a weird word when you think of it too hard.. It's like it's meaningless. I snap out of my thoughts as I hear George shout

"Hello everyone,  I'mAllexx"

Weird,  that name is familiar. My mind starts racing once again,  going through past files recalling that name. I came up to a conclusion that he's a Youtuber I stumbled across almost a year back.

"George get out of my room" Alex says in a joking tone. Leaving my luggage at the door,  I walk to the back of the fairly big apartment. I focus on the three bedrooms with doors open, two have full recording equipment then the other one seems like a guest room.

I walk to end of the hall where Alex and George are currently stationed. Their talking about how the Airport was, basically I snuck behind a wall to hear what they was saying.

"Yea, I was at the airport waiting for Pyro..this girl bumped into me and damn was she beautiful..never told me much about her other than her name is,  {Y/N} and she's from New York. "

I walk into the room as if I didn't hear anything. First I knock on the door way cause I have manners. Alex was gonna say something but he paused.
"{Y/N}, this is Alex" He had a shy smile as if he was hiding something, something that I already knew.
Alex piped in saying "So this is her?" Although with a half judging/joking tone. I didn't bother with questions, I gave a short wave.

It took time,  three hours but me and Alex got familiar with eachother. We all had the same shitty sense of humor, edgy.  We eventually got to the point in conversation where it about a singular person, both of them went now it's me. I'm scared to say it.