By The Way, I Like You | Stephen x Reader

Chapter Two

Looking between the three guys, it took a bit for it to hit me that I was meeting YouTubers without anyone else coming running over for autographs and pictures. In the past, I have met some YouTubers at PAX or VidCon, but it's not the same meeting someone outside of a convention.

They were chatting among themselves, so I continued to think. It could just be my imagination that they are YouTubers, but Stephen's adorable laugh, Hosuh's shyness, and Daniel's personality—not to mention their names—kind of make it obvious that they are from the channel DanPlan. It's ironic since I was just listening to their video a couple of minutes before I bumped into them.

It is exciting that I am meeting them, but it honestly just feels like I'm becoming friends with a stranger that I never met nor heard of in my life. Besides from the fact that I'm grocery shopping out of anything that I could have been doing, I'm also only wearing sweatpants, a very loose sweater, a thick jacket, and some boots. It is early November, so the weather is brisk and the wind cuts like a knife.

Realizing I'm still here, the three look at me. Stephen gives a look to Daniel, who gives a look back. They turned their heads towards me again and I look at them. If I want to make sure that I'm not just making false accusations, I have to ask them questions.

I study the area I was in and realized it was near the entrance of the store. Asking questions here could lead to some situations I don't want to get in, so some other place will have to do. The cart with my food was to my left, just in front of Hosuh. An idea struck, so I quickly motioned for them to follow me.

After a few seconds of hesitation, the four of us walk to my car. It was parked a few parking spaces away from the entrance, but it was in the back row, so it got us away from the crowd. As we walked, I heard them murmuring to each other. I caught bits and pieces of the conversation and it was only about why some stranger was bringing them to her car.

"What if she's trying to kidnap us?" Hosuh whispers.

"She doesn't seem like that kind of person," Danial replies.

Sighing, Stephen says quietly "are you assuming that since she's a pretty girl, she doesn't have a dark side?"

The compliment shocked me and I could feel my face slowly heat up. Shaking the feeling away, I continue the rest of the stroll to my car.

"W-What? That's not—"

"I can assure you that I'm not going to kidnap you," Leaning against my black Cadillac CT6, I turn to face them. Crossing my arms, I put my left hand up and point a finger to the air as if I'm making a point. "If I was, I would have brought my white Rogue Sport. But since I didn't know I was going to bump into people, I didn't consider it."

With my job, I earn about $117,799 yearly. Owning a Cadillac CT6 wasn't my intention, but Sophia pestered me about it any chance she could while I was looking for a new car. After a couple of hours of her stating facts about how my eyes lit up when I saw it and how my job was a good enough paying job for it, I finally gave in. Sometimes I am short on money, but I work overtime a lot to complete the coding and U.I(1) for the game. So money is never usually an issue. Besides, I usually get money from one of the games I have published on my own.

Their jaws dropped once they saw my ride. They didn't say anything for a few seconds before Stephen finally regains his voice. "Wait, this is your car?" He asks with disbelief. Nodding, he puts his hands in the air and turns around so his back is facing me. "Where have I gone wrong!?"

Daniel puts a hand on it and smiles at me. "Seems like you have a nice job," he chuckles.

Giggling, I start, "well, I know—" but I don't finish. A sudden thought occurred. If I tell them that I know that they are from DanPlan, will they not want to talk to me? If I say that, they will probably think of me as just another fan and nothing else. People know Daniel's face, but not Hosuh's or Stephen's, so they might think that I will tell others what their faces look like. I won't be able to get close to them and only have one experience with them. Looking at them, they all had a confused look on their faces, so I cough and start again. "Well, I know that getting a nice, stable job is hard, so I'm lucky I have one," I say instead of what I intended to say.