THIRTY FIVE.

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"I'm just saying I wouldn't end up homeless and vulnerable on the streets of brighton."

"Okay, i'm finished talking about my death," he announced, holding the door open for her. "Let's talk about what your 'biggest fan' asked."

"What did she ask?"

"If you'd ever consider streaming. Becoming a content creator. All that shit," he answered. "want hot chocolate?"

"Yes to the hot chocolate, absolutely not to streaming."

"How come?" he called as he walked into the kitchen. "It's not all that bad, you know."

Evelyn sat on the barstool and wrinkled her nose at him. "Are you joking? It sounds like hell. Actual hell. I'm perfectly fine just being friends with streamers, thank you very much."

"Did you just friend zone me!?" he gasped, slapping a hand over his heart.

She sighed heavily at him, "No, dummy. I was talking about George. Besides, the world doesn't know we're 'dating' so being friends with streamers felt appropriate."

"Why'd you put quotes around dating!?"

"You're so easy," she teased, watching as he only blinked in her direction.

"are you calling me a whore? Im not easy, Evelyn—,"

Evelyn interrupted him as she facepalmed, "You know that's not what I meant."

"I know," he admitted with a grin, "but it was funny."

"I'm glad you find my pain funny."

"You've literally been emotionally wrecking me for the last hour. You have no room to talk," he shot back, placing a mug down in front of her. "I've been thinking...what if the world did know?"

It was Evelyns turn to stare blankly at him. "You're the one who insisted on being completely private, Wil."

"And we can be! We can be private and they can also know to stop shipping me with other people. Besides, it wouldn't be so bad to give them a little GoldHart content every once in a while. Breaking the internet is one of my favorite hobbies, you know."

She stared at him for a few seconds before shrugging, "I'm fine with you saying something. Might get people to finally stop begging me to date George."

"They probably won't stop completely," he admitted, reaching over to take her hand. "But most will. I hope, at least."

"What are you going to say?" She asked, choosing not to comment on sad fact that was probably true. "Hey guys! GoldHart is real! Bye!"

He grinned and moved to look through his phone. "I'm just going to post a picture of you, that's all."

"Nothing ugly!"

"Don't be stupid, Evs. You couldn't take a bad picture if you tried," he said, fondness basically dripping off every word. "Except for maybe some of the face time pictures I have of you, but you're still hot. Eleven out of ten, always."

Evelyn flicked his forehead, making him swat her hand away. "Careful, you might mess me up and i'll end up posting one of those monstrosities."

"I can't stand you."

"And I love you more than anything," he replied easily. "Okay, it's posted...oh. Have we forgotten to tell a few people?"

Evelyn frowned slightly at him, "who?"

"Your mother," he winced. "this isn't a your mom joke, I swear. I forgot she follows me on twitter and she's literally calling me right now."

Evelyn glanced down at his phone, eyes wide. "Don't answer. She's going to yell at you."

"At me?"

"Yeah, why would she yell at me? Her pride and joy, her favorite child, her...oh. Now she's calling me. And also spamming in the group chat with my brother, my step dad and my actual dad. This is going to be interesting. Hope you're ready to meet the family!"

"Wait—,"

When Evelyn answered the phone call, they were met with various shouts. Wilbur could barely make out any of what they said, but he could vaguely hear a male voice repeatedly calling her a traitor.

Evelyn quickly moved the camera towards him and said, "Rumors are true, this is Wil. Bye!"

And then she hung up, leaving a pale faced Wilbur.

"What's wrong?" She asked, reaching out to poke his forehead.

"I am terrified to meet your family in person," he admitted. "Your mom is going to hate me forever because we waited so long to tell her."

Evelyn waved him off, "She's actually going to start crying and cling to us when she inevitably makes us come over for dinner. It'll be fine, I promise."

"Will I meet your brother?"

She nodded excitedly, "yep! Don't worry, he's harmless. His fiancé however..."

"Yay," he cheered with absolutely no emotion. "Cant wait."













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