Marcus' P.O.V

It's normal for Ellie to be late due to her sleeping habits, but she was supposed to be here 3 hours ago!

I've already set up the camera and recording area. I also set up the fanfiction we have to read.

"Sorry I'm late." Ellie bursts through the door.

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"Hey Lovlies! It's Ellie and today I'm here with... Marcus Butler!" She smiles at the camera. "Oh hi!" I jump up from behind the couch she was sitting at.

"So what are we doing today, Marcus?" She bluntly asks. "Well, we had you guys submit some fanfiction links to our Twitters and we are planning to read and act them out for you!" I excitedly announce.

"I'm scared." I laugh. "Nice to meet you. I'm reading first." She smirks.

"So. We'll read and act out, then react." Ellie instructs.

"As Ellie got out of the car, fresh from work, she saw Marcus sitting on her porch." Ellie starts.

Ellie's P.O.V

I'm so scared about reading fanfic... I've read a few of these, secretly of course, and they are DISGUSTING!

"He walked over to her and hungrily picks her up, as Ellie wraps her legs around his waist." Marcus says, making me gag. "Goodbye cruel world..." I dramatically whisper, slipping down in my seat. "Hungrily? That's just..." Marcus awkwardly tries to make fun of the story.

"Then Marcus passionately kisses Ellie on the lips, carrying her to his bed." He continues. "Ahh! No please! I'm too young." I frantically add. "What the hell? Why do people write this stuff?" He asks, with a surprised and scared look on his face.

"Breaking their kiss, Marcus lays her down and, in one swift movement, is on top of her." I dramatically and romantically sigh. "Wow... I just... Like, what the fuck!" He stutters.

"Then Ellie rips off his shirt, and does the same to his trousers." Marcus says. "Wait, I start that? Aren't the guys supposed to do that?" I dumbly ask. "Don't look at me! I wasn't the one that wrote this!" He innocently claims.

"They began to kiss again, Ellie playfully teasing him with her tongue. And by the time she finally noticed, they were both fully naked...?" He finishes the last part in a questioning tone.

"I'm not even going any farther with this!" I shout, slamming my computer shut. "That was horrific!" Marcus stares at the closed computer, open-mouthed.

"Good um... Writing job?" I awkwardly compliment.
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"I've gotta go. I need to make up some lie on why I had to leave the house." I say, picking up my things and finally uploading my newest video for my dearly loved subscribers.

"Good luck." Marcus looks up, flashing me a quick smile and a thumbs up.

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"Explain yourself." Harry remarks from the porch once I step out of my car. "Me? Explain yourself! Why were you cutting?" I start the blame game.

"Don't even go there." He snaps. "Oh just shut up!" I let out all my energy into yelling at him.

There's no reason for me to be mad, sure, but I can't just let my feelings stay bottled up inside me. So I have a good excuse to yell at Harry... Right?

"What's wrong with us?" He humorlessly chuckles. "I don't know. And frankly, I don't care." I rudely remark, pushing past him into the house.

Short chapter... I know. Sorry Lovelies! But I'm not updating again until Bilsonator updates her Broken Bus story.

Make sure to leave a comment or rate to tell me how you like the story so far! Don't be a ghost reader! The next few chapters will be really dramatic so get your tissues and teddy bears ready!