Internet Infatuation (YouTuber Fanfiction)

Chapter XVII

I wrote this to Set Me on Fire by Bella Ferraro, so I thought it'd be nice for you to listen to it while reading ➡️ here's the link to it on Spotify. http://open.spotify.com/track/4tLBp1HnrrCvbJbeD4g0f3

Troye POV (( I feel like I write a lot of Troye POVs... Old habits die hard, I guess ))

"How about a game of Spin the Bottle?"

At Joey's enthusiastic words, I froze rigid in my place.

He couldn't be serious, could he? Half of the people here were dating, and the other half had major crushes on each other that haven't been requited yet. I glanced around the room, trying to keep a calm demeanor and empty face as I examined those around me. The majority of the people here were nonchalant, shrugging and at least openly considering it. Caspar was shaking his head, looking like he just learned that he was going to die tonight. Connor pursed his lips, likely knowing he was pretty much the odd man out, unless you counted Mamrie, who had no problem with going through with the game. Hannah and Grace were exchanging looks, clearly noticing some of the mixed expressions of their friends surrounding them.

Then I looked at Tyler. I learned to both not expect anything from Tyler, and expect absolutely anything from him at this point in our friendship. I expected him to clear loudly, shouting his consent to the idea. I expected a sly smirk as he looked at Marcus Butler. I expected him to make a remark about how it wouldn't be fair to everyone that didn't get a chance to kiss him.

I did not, however, expect him to be grimacing at the idea of it.

He looked as if he ate something bitter. I thought he was about to say something, but Jim surprisingly beat him to it. "Joey, I'm not sure that's a g-"

"I think we should do it!" Niomi cut in, apparently not hearing Jim speak. I bit my lip, knowing that this was a pretty much fifty-fifty draw between who wanted to play, and who didn't. Joey still looked unfazed, clearly not noticing the tension between some people in the room. Zoë, Alfie, Joey, Mamrie, Louise, Louis, Niomi, and Marcus showed signs of wanting to go through with it. Tyler, Connor, Joe, Caspar, Jim, Tanya, Hannah, and Grace looked hesitant. Sawyer looked completely indifferent to it, not really caring one way or another.

Suddenly, I realized I was the only who didn't really give their input on any of this. I would be the one to tip the scales, and determine if we would go through with the game or not. A few pairs of eyes met mine, some begging to say no, some willing me to give my consent. I really wished I didn't have to choose between the two choices, but at the same time, how many times in my life will a decision be solely up to me?

With that in mind, I decided to just choose whatever option seemed pleasing to me. Did I want to play? I didn't know. Did I not want to play? I didn't know. Honestly, I kind of wanted to play, but only if I had full control over who I would kiss-basically meaning I would just point the bottle at Tyler every time I had to go. But there's a huge chance that I'd end up just kissing taken girls in the end, as well.

Then again, there's also a probability I'll never even be chosen. It would be a relief in a way, but I'd probably feel like I wasted my time. There's also a lottery chance that the people who don't want to play will never have to do a turn, anyways.

Spin the Bottle is a game of chance. The question is, do I want to take my chances, or will this one choice be my biggest what-if? (( REFERENCE ))

Finally, I spoke.

"I say we do it."

Seventeen pairs of eyes turned to me. I felt uncomfortable with all of the sudden attention, but I held my ground, returning their stares. "You do?" asked an incredulous Connor.