Don't you just love it when your favourite ship comes out as flamboyantly gay and together?

Wait, who am I even talking to?

I had those weird thoughts as I was looking through some nice shirts. I was at an H&M. I love those shops so much, but my favourite is Claire's.

Okay, I'm doing it again. Talking to absolutely nobody.

I suddenly felt a tap onto my shoulder and turned around to see three teenage girls, wide eyed. Well, they weren't so teenagy. Like... Sixteen to seventeen years old?

"Are you Y/n?" The short blondie said and I only nodded, smiling.

"That's awesome! We're really big fans of yours, we came from Europe just to see you and Chris!" The girl with the definitely dyed neon red hair said, smiling.

"Are you serious?! That's awesome! You came all the way here just to see us?" I said to them and their smiles were reaching their ears.

"Do you want to take some pictures?" I asked them and they all squealed as they pulled their phones out.

After fifteen minutes we were all done and I waved them goodbye. It's truly amazing, seeing people come from all over the world. Fascinating.

Why can't I ever say fascinating without it sounding really ironic?
I bought some shirts and finally returned to the hotel, opening the door to our room. Chris was sitting on his bed, watching TV lazily.

"Did you read the script like I said or did you just ignore me?"

He turned to me and pursed his lips together. "I don't remember. I was too busy thinking about the most interesting thing to do for you to see me when you walked in. If I was sleeping, it would've been too boring for whoever is reading this."

True...

"You came back pretty soon, huh?  It only took you twelve small paragraphs."

"Yeah, I guess so. I got you something."

"What did you get me?"

"Some dignity."

He frowned and turned back to the TV. Awe, did I hurt the poor smol bean's feelings?

I don't really care, I have a script to study.

I sat on my bed and grabbed the script. This was going to take some while.

Blah, blah... Stuff. Oh! Drama! That small sketch about the nazis...

The crowd. The huge crowd that will be looking at me and Chris. I will be the centre of attention.

I heard Chris cough and I raised my eyebrow at him. He got up and sat next to me on the bed.

"You know, crowds will be... Crowds. They will be loud and obnoxious. You will just have to be calm. I'll be right next to you throughout the whole thing."

I smiled politely at him. "You're right. But next time, don't be so sappy. I feel like a freaking sponge soaking up your sappy aSs."

He scoffed and grabbed my pillow, hitting me in the face with it. I giggled and took the pillow from his hands, hugging it close to my chest as if I was a fashion-obsessed teenager hugging my new £800 prada bag.

He lied down on my bed and I fell next to him. "We should call the guys back in England. Pj called me for something important but he never said what it was."

He raised an eyebrow and sighed. "Wow, thanks for informing me so soon."

I scoffed as I grabbed my phone, dialling PJ's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey Pj, you're on speaker!" I said happily, as Chris said a small hi back.

"Hey guys... I have shit to tell you."

Put a time skip here they said. It will be fun they said.

After we were informed on Phil's situation, I studied the script a bit more and went outside again. Chris decided to come with me this time.

We were walking through an alleyway until we heard a man yelling and some other man laughing. What the hell?

We kept walking until we saw who it was. I thought he lived in Seattle though? I don't know about the other guy yelling.

It was iDubbbz and Leafy. If you don't know them, I don't suggest watching their content. It is a bit... Fierce.

I thought they hated each other, but they seemed to be having more fun than ever. Maybe a bit too much fun.

"Hi..." I said, starting to walk towards them. They both looked up, surprised.

"Would you look at that, it's the legend herself. Nice to meet you, Arrow." Calvin said, shaking my hand.

"Nice to meet you." Ian said, also shaking my hand.

They shook Chris' hand and the conversation just blew up after that. Even though we didn't have many similar interests, they were pretty chill.

"Anyways, I thought you guys had a fight or something?" I asked after conversation had died down a bit.

"That was actually why we met up. We wanted to meet up to talk or something and things just kind of... Escalated." Calvin said.

"I still fucking hate you, you faggot." Ian said and Calvin shot him a look that made him look down. "Okay, I don't hate you as much as I did before. Happy?"

Calvin shot me a look that screamed progress and smirked.

"So, do you guys want to go to this cafe I found? It's called 'Event 0'." Chris suggested, as we all agreed to go.

Long story short, we had a lot of fun. They came by the hotel and we played some cluedo together. The day had gone by quickly and I was sleepy. Six more days until the show...

Just like Chris said, it is just a crowd. I can do it as long as we're together. Will we be together until the show though?

I drifted off to sleep, weird imaginary and my new family still on my mind.

End of chapter 11.