I'm Not Sure {PewDiePie x Reader}

One: Some Guy at a Café

Your pov

The bell chimes as I walk in the door of the café. I notice it's not as busy as usual. There are only two tables filled, when usually by noon, which it is right now, has only about one or two tables open.

As a usual customer, the cashiers smile warmly at me. "Good morning, (y/n)," Jennifer says. "Good morning, Jen," I reply with a small smile on my face. "I would like a mocha frap, please."

After finishing my order with Jenifer, I sit down at a table for two, even though I'm the only one. Beside me was a table with two guys. One of them had red hair, another with green hair. I swear as I walked in here, I thought there was another guy with them. Maybe he's outside or in the restroom.

"(Y/n), your mocha frap is ready!"

Afyer I walk up to the counter and grab my drink, I feel somebody bump into me, or me bump into them. I'm not really sure. I wince as I feel something burning hot against my skin, probable his coffee. But hey, at least I know where the guy went.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry." He looks into my eyes. "Let me help you."

Jack's pov

I turn over to see Felix kneeling down and helping some girl. They must have bumped into each other or something.

I turn over to Mark.

"Hey Mark?" "Yeah?" He turned over to me. "I think Felix bumped into somebody."

"No duh, Jack. Why else would they be on the floor?" I shake my head.

Felix said something and the girl giggled. She was kinda cute. Okay, not kinda, she was cute.

Felix's pov

"Sorry again," I say as we both stand up. "No, it's fine, really." Okay, gotta play it cool, just ask for her name and give her my number, it's that easy. "Oh, uh, I never caught your name," I say. She looks up at me. She has such beautiful ey- I mean mocha frap, that's a beautiful mocha frap. So pretty, yeah. Hehe.

"(Y/n), my name is (y/n)."

"I'm Felix. Hey, uh, maybe we can hang out some time." She smiled a beautiful smile. "Yeah, I'd like that." I quickly grabbed a napkin from the table next to us and a pen and wrote down my number.

I handed it to her and she smiled again. She blushed very lightly, but I could still tell. Then she wrote her number on a napkin just as I did and handed it to me.

She walked out of the café and I sat back down with Jack and Mark. Jack chuckles. "She was cute," he grinned. "Did you get her number?" I nodded. "She was like Danny Devito, she was hot but cute at the same time," Mark said.

I just laughed and rolled my eyes at Mark's remark. (Hehe, Mark's reMARK)

Right as I got home, I knew exactly what I was doing.