Internet Infatuation (YouTuber Fanfiction)

Chapter XXI

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Joe POV (( You didn't think I forgot about Jaspar, did you? :) ))

After Tyler left, I was left to my own devices on my phone for about twenty minutes, before I felt the presence of someone sitting down next to me: Jim.

I glanced over at him, to see him already watching me curiously, wondering if he was going to say something. After a moment, I figured that he was simply getting away from the crowd, and didn't want to be alone, but at the same time wasn't in the mood to talk, so I made to return my attention back to my phone only for him to finally speak up. "You alright mate?"

I sighed. "Yeah. I'm just kinda done, you know?"

He nodded understandingly, then suggested,"You know, I'm sure you could head back now, if you wanted. Tyler and Troye both already bailed, and hardly anyone's noticed."

"Caspar's got the key," I said almost automatically. Caspar always had the room key, when we stayed in hotel rooms together. You might think otherwise, but I'm actually a lot kore likely to lose a room key than he is, which is ironic, considering how messy the guy is. Then I remembered something. "Wait, Tyler left too?"

He nodded like that was obvious. "Yeah, he left right after talking to you. You didn't notice?"

"No," I admitted, surprised that I was even surprised. Of course Tyler would want to check on his friend, if he wasn't feeling well. Or, at least gave the excuse that he wasn't feeling well, but Tyler didn't know that. Or did he?

Jim shrugged, not giving it a second thought. "Well, either way, I'm sure Caspar would give you the key, if you asked."

I blew out an exasperated breath. "No he wouldn't. He'd insist on coming back with me, and I don't want to make him leave early when he's clearly having a good time," I replied, sounding more bitter than I intended.

Jim raised his eyebrows in surprise at my outburst, but didn't comment on it. He just out his hands up placatingly, and responded,"Alright, then. Just a thought, mate." He clapped a hand on my shoulder, while getting up, and continued,"I'd better get Tan back, before it's too late. See you later, Joseph."

I nodded in acknowledgement, and answered,"Later." And with that, he was gone.

Caspar POV

One game of Spin the Bottle and quite a bit of beer later, I was feeling very light-headed and heavy-weighted.

Basically, the night was kind of a hot mess.

Not in a bad way, really. Just a lot of unplanned things have happened, and I've lost track of time, and I'm probably more drunk than I think, but at the moment, I feel nothing other than this strange sinking feeling, like I'm falling but there's no end. It's this weird mixture of good and bad, because on one hand, I'm falling, but the pace isn't changing, staying monotonous. Boring. On the other hand, I haven't had my moment of impact yet. Whatever I'm missing, or momentarily forgetting, hasn't crashed down on me yet.

I'm not sure I want it to. At least, not yet.

The game we played-thank you, Troye-wasn't as bad as I originally thought it would be, but my guess is that I'll probably regret that one kiss with Tanya later. I got pretty into it, and I'm honestly not sure why. I wasn't particularly attracted to Tanya, though she is a lovely lady-not to mention that she's engaged and I'm into someone else-but I'd never kiss her so passionately in any other circumstances. Honestly, I'll probably end up blaming the alcohol later.