The Secret Youtuber

Chapter Four

I finish my makeup and run my fingers through my hair. Alex wants to introduce me to his friend Liam. Of course, I already know them, but they don't know that.

I walk across the lawn to Alex's house and walk in. He meets me in his front room with a goofy smile. I see that he has his laptop out and is in a skype call with someone. As I walk closer, I recognize Liams face. I smile and sit next to Alex.

"This is my friend, Ainsley." Alex smirks, motioning to me.

I smile awkwardly. I'm not used to someone watching me behind a computer screen. Maybe my videos, but never my face. "Hey!" I pipe up, waving.

He looks surprised as I speak. He shakes his head and clears his throat. "Hi, Ainsley." He smiles.

"What's wrong?" Alex asks. He also must've noticed that Liam looked a bit shocked. 

He stays silent for a moment. "I'm just.. surprised you can get a girl to be your friend in real life!" He says, and I can tell thats not whats wrong. Did he recognize my voice? I sound a bit different in real life, but he's only heard me speak through a mic on teamspeak. I silently pray that he doesn't say anything.

"Alex, can I talk to you?" I ask, and he nods and mutes the mic. "I don't think that we should date. At least not yet."

"What?" He seems surprised I would bring up dating. "What are you talking about?" 

"Last night you asked me out."

"While I was half asleep?" He says, then laughs. "I don't remember asking you out! I don't want to date anyone for a while." 

Awesome. I mean, I'm not even offended that he doesn't want to date. I'm happy, mainly because I don't have feelings for him.

He unmutes the mic and looks at Liam and smiles. "Chicks are weird." 

"Yeah, baby chickens are a bit weird." I add, and we all laugh.

We hold a good conversation for about an hour, but Liam had to go. We talked about life, and we told stupid stories about our childhood. Liam brought up that subject. 

------------//that night~

Alex's POV:

I bite my fingernails and stare at the screen in front of me as I play SG. I'm not recording, I'm just playing for fun. I jump back a bit as my phone rings. I pick it up, not really caring if I get slain. It's a text from Liam. I read it, and I laugh to myself. It causes me to wonder, so I hop on teamspeak and begin talking to him. 

"Dude, right, she's Floxie." I say sarcastically, giggling as I speak. 

"I swear! When I heard her voice I began recording the audio from the Skype call. I'll email you the video and then I want you to watch one of her videos on YouTube and listen to the voices." Liam insists, and I hear his mouse clicking.

My phone dings as I get an email from him. I open it up, but I don't play the video yet. I go to YouTube on my computer and go to Floxie's channel. I click on her latest video and play it for about a minute, and then I play the video on my phone. I play them both at the same time. Not the same words, but definitely the same voice. I slam my fist on my computer desk.

"Why the fuck didn't she tell me?" I mutter.

"Calm down. You don't even know if it's her! Just try to figure some way to find out." Liam speaks up after a few moments. 

"She's been lying to me, and she knows I hate people who lie." I rest my head in my hands and take in a few deep breaths. I'm hurt and angry. Hurt because she couldn't trust me enough. Angry because she lied.

"You don't even know if it is Floxie." Liam tries again. 

"What about me?" Floxie questions.

"Floxie, do you know me? Do you really know me?" I ask, trying not to sound angry.

"Yeah. You're one of my closest friends!" She says with a laugh.

"So you know that I hate liars."

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Ainsleys POV:

"So you know that I hate liars." 

My eyes widen. I don't know what to do. I just stare at the computer screen. Why would he tell me this? I take a deep breath. "Y-yeah, why?" I try to sound calm, but my voice is shaking. My hands are shaking. 

"Just wondering." He replies quietly, though I can hear the anger in his tone. 

I hop off teamspeak and sit in my chair. I can't do anything now. He knows. What if he shows a picture of me out of anger? I wouldn't have any way to stop it. I stare at a space in front of me. What am I going to do? I can't run anymore. I'm tired of running from my problems. I need to face them. 

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A/N: I think it will be easier for me to write now that Ainsley's secret is out to Alex. :) What would you guys have done if you were in his position?