Moving to Brighton?

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I awoke to my Jabba the Hut ringtone. I picked up the phone.

“Hello?”

“WHAT THE F@#K (Y/N)!”

“What are you yelling at? I should be the one yelling at you.”

“I’m yelling at you because of a new video Pewds posted, called ‘Bro Saves Me, Fridays With Pewdiepie.’”

“Yea and?”

“Well, I sent those guys to kill him, and you just had to save your little boyfriend didn’t you?”

“Please just st-”

“No (Y/N) I won’t stop! I sent all your crap to Felix’s house. You’re not living with me anymore.”

“You know what? Felix was nicer to me the first day we hung out, than you were in the 5 years of us dating. He is the nicest man I have ever met, so next time you send people to hurt him, I will f@#king end you!”

“Babe I-”

“Don’t ‘babe’ me asshole, burn in hell!”

I hung up the phone to see Felix standing in the doorway.

“(Y/N)? Are you okay?” I started to cry. Felix walked over and sat next to me and pulled me into a hug.

“Felix, I’m not okay. First, my ex-boyfriend cheats on me with your girlfriend. He hurt us both. Then, after that, he sent those men to hurt you. Then yelled at me for stopping it. Then he sent my shit to your house. I have nowhere to go. No money to rent a house in New York or here.”

Felix hugged me tighter and I started to cry into his shoulder as he comforted me.

“Get your crap from the hotel, your moving in with me.”

“Felix, that’s too much. I could just-”

“No, you saved me, let me save you.”

“Okay.”

“(Y/N)?”

“Yea?”

“If it makes you feel any better, you’re the nicest girl I’ve ever met.”

“Thanks Felix.”

“Anytime (Y/N).”

I guess I’m moving in with Pewdiepie.

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