The Secret Youtuber

Chapter Five

A/N: Okay so I was grounded for a bit, and then when I was ungrounded I came down with a case of SUPER bad writer's block. Luckily, it's gone now. Expect 5 chapters before Christmas, guys :) Happy holidays, and happy reading! Also, big thanks to you guys for getting 100 views on this story! I never expected this to get so many reads.

Ainsley's POV---

Maybe he doesn't even know. Maybe I'm just overreacting. I pull my knees up onto the chair and into my chest. This can't be happening. It can't be.

For the next week, I only upload solo videos. In doing so, I recieved a ton of tweets asking "Where's Graser?" or "How come you're not playing with anyone anymore?" and some are even hateful. 

I roll over in my bed and scroll through the Twitter feed. I get bored and refresh the feed, only to see that Alex posted a selfie. Not of him, but of me. 'Meet @Fl0xxiie ;)' I feel a pit in my stomach. Anger brews inside. I get up from my bed and, controlled by anger, storm to his house. In my pajamas. Real smooth, Ains.

I knock, but I don't wait for him to answer. I open the door and storm into his room where he's recording. He looks as if he were about to come to the door. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I demand an answer. Yeah, I get it, he's mad. But what he did is low.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" He asks, looking confused and a bit angered that I had interrupted his recording session. He mutes his mic, knowing this is personal. I shove the phone in his face, and his eyes widen. "Wha-" He begins, but stops.

"Why?" I ask, looking hurt. "You know I wanted to keep how I looked a secret. If you hadn't shown your face at PAX, I would've kept your appearance a secret."

"No, you don't understand..." He says, trailing off.

"What? What don't I understand??" I question. "I don't think that you understand. I need to keep my identity secret."

"I didn't post that." He says, looking straight at me.

"Who..." I pause, looking at the ground, "did?" I finish in a low whisper.

"I don't know, but I'll delete it." He turns around and clicks on his Twitter tab. He refreshes the page and deletes the tweet. "There, it's gone." He clears his throat before turning around. He looks at me with sympathy, but it turns into a look of hatred. "Now, leave my home. Don't come back." His voice shakes. He turns around, but I can see that I've hurt him.

Later that night, I recieve a text from Sean. He never texts me.

"Hey, why do you need to keep your identity a secret?"

Of course. Alex probably told him about it.

"I can't say..I'm not going to MineCon. Hope you guys have fun."

I reply, trying to change the subject.

"We would have more fun if you came along."

"Alex wouldn't."

"You need to apologize to him."

"I can't. Goodnight."

I send the last text, and I turn my phone off. I don't want to talk to anyone anymore. At least, not for a while.

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A/N: Yeah, this chapter is short. I'm sorry! I didn't come up with enough ideas, but I needed to get out a chapter. Hope this is good enough for now D: