I Don't Want To Share You ((Mark x Ethen x Redaer)) SMUT PART ONE ((UNEDITED))

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((ETHEN POV))

I didn't want to be here, big parties weren't my thing and I knew I was only here because of mark. Evrey year the most popular youtubers threw a party. It was hosted by Mark, Sean and Felix but this was my first year attending. The only reason I was invited though was because of unnus annus and people would probably wonder why I wasn't here.

They had rented out a small club on the corner of LA that was far enough from the city that it wasn't well known but not in the middle of no where. As long as you wree on the list and signed a sheet of paper you could get in. Mark said that the owners daughter was a huge YouTube fan and that if we signed the paper we could get free entry all night.

Right now I'm standing by mark as he talks to Sean, dan, and Phil about subscriber counts and their play buttons. Mark waved his arms, causing him to bump into me and spill my drink.

"Fuck, I'm sorry dude. Um." Mark looked at me with a frown. The scent of beer on my shirt made me scrunch my face up as I looked at the huge stain. 

"Im gonna head to the bathroom to clean this." I turned and left for the bathroom. Mark didn't bother to follow or say anything more.

It was safe to say that a ton of people showed up. The room was fairly packed and once the dj had started the music people were dancing and getting more and more drunk. I weaved between drunk people, a few stumbling and bumping into me and a few others who stopped me think I was someone else. Probably someone more famous.

I was just at the bathroom when I walked straight into someone. They staggered back and almost fell. The soda in their glass swished around as they steadied themselves.

"Sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going." My eyes widened as I looked down at (y/n). 

This couldn't be real.

(Y/n) had started YouTube about a year before me, they hit a million subs in just a year and had recently hit 30 million subscribers. I watched every video she/he did ((sorry it's kinda hard to use them every sentence, doesn't flow ya know.)) She/he was one of the main reasons I started YouTube, and now I had almost knowcked them over while covered in beer.

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