Karrie's P.O.V
The source of the voice steps into view and my heart falters.
It is PewDiePie, his dirty blonde hair, beautiful seductive eyes and cute smile prove it.
I stutter in awe as Pewdie approaches me slowly. I am actually talking to PewDiePie!
"What is your name?" He asks with a smile, extending a hand for me to shake.
"My name is Karrie. Karrie Hanstad." I reply giving him a funny look.
He looks at me carefully, as if trying to figure out whether he has seen me before. Then he lights up.
"You're Karrie Hanstad, the YouTuber?!" He says excitedly. I nod, wondering how the fuck he knows about me.
"Im a HUGE fan! I love your videos they are so hilarious! I love how competitive you get when playing Halo4!" Pewds gushes like a fangirl.
I grin and say "Well I love your videos. Nobody is funnier than you. In the Crooked Man with Fluffy:Mr David! I pissed myself!"
He returns the grin and then asks "Are you Swedish? Because you sound quiet a lot like me when you talk."
"Nope." I say popping my lips on the p. "I'm norwegian but I came to live in the UK."
"Hey! Have you forgotten me?" Yells a French accent from behind me. Pewds peers around.me to look and shouts "Stephano!"
"Hellos Pewdie. I am Stephano."
"Pewds we should go." I shiver as the room suddenly goes cold and something, likely fear, creeps up my spine.
Pewds nods and we turn to the closest door. As I grasp the ice cold handle, a low eerie moan comes from the other side.
I start to whimper and a large hand covers my mouth.
I turn to look in Pewdie's eyes and he gestures to the cupboard. We clamber in and shut the doors. I hear my breathing, loud and long, probably going to give us away.
I remember I left the torch on the floor and as I open the cupboard, the door smashes and wood splinters everywhere.
I jump and pull back in. I have to bite my lip to stop from making a sound, this becoming more impossible as the bros footsteps get closer.
The body next to me tenses and I shut my eyes until I'm sure it is over.
The footsteps fade and I decide to take a peek out. The door creaks as I push it wider, I scan the room before taking a step out and breathing normally.
I see something on the floor and I stop. Oh no. Why? Poor Mr Chair! I kneel down on the floor and whisper to the chair: "Do not worry my dear friend. You will be back soon, don't fret."
A single tear falls from my face and onto the smashed remains of the brave chair.
"Whats up?" Asks Pewds curiously, I push him away but he takes a look anyway. His face is mutinous, and he is trembling.
I grab him and pull him out of the room.
"He will be fine Pewds, dont worry." I say calmingly, with a smile.
He takes a deep breath before continuing to walk along the depressing corridors.
Something is bugging me. Big time. It takes a lot of time for me to finally ask him, but when I do, the answer I receive is the one I expected.
"Hey Pewds, how are you in here? I was told by the games company I would be here alone."
"They told me the same thing. So I dunno."
We glance at each other curiously as we walk, unsure of what the fuck is happening.
HEY GUYS! I'M SOOOO SORRY IF THIS IS SHIT BUT I REALLY CANT THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE. BUT DON'T WORRY THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS WILL HAVE MORE DRAMA IN IT. XXXX
LOVE YOU GUYS LOADS
-ElsieHoran13
