Try Again (I_Am_Wildcat x Reader)

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Your POV: 

I thought for the longest time that Tyler was the one. He was funny, cute, and even sweet when he wanted to be. We'd met through gaming but quickly found out we lived in the same area, so our friendship became more real, or personal.

We hung out nearly everyday. His company never got old to me. Whether we were playing video games, out doing something, or just sitting around watching movies it was the most entertaining thing in the world. He was my whole world.

I was elated when he finally asked me out on a date when we were 18, at the time I'd secretly been crushing on him for nearly half a year and was nervous he'd never feel the same. Ty was the sweetest at times, and at others he was a jerk, but we got through it because I too had my fair share of bitch in me.

I was totally in love with him, and after two years I was ready, yes at the age of 20, to marry him. I never voiced this but I knew if he asked I'd say yes.

Tyler was a cocky kind of guy. He liked to show off and be funny around people and I usually didn't mind it, because I found it quite attractive.

I think in the end it was the commitment that scared him. He never completely explained his reasoning the day he told me we needed a break, but I think I always knew it was the commitment.

We were young and it was all a lot to take in for a man with his whole life ahead of him. To find a love like ours so early on in life was almost too good to be true. So he stopped it, simply telling me he needed time to 'sort things out' for a while before sending me on my way.

I was completely heartbroken, although I never showed him. I wouldn't ever show him the damage he did to me that day. I was a complete wreck from there on out. I was unproductive, unhealthy, and self loathing.

At the time I couldn't figure out what went wrong so I blamed myself. I figured that it was me who fucked up. He was tired of me so there had to be something wrong with me, if not multiple things.

I could've been nicer, I could've been better. I was blinded by the pain and I thought I'd never get out of it. I thought he was the one, but I must've been wrong.

I cut Tyler off completely after that day. I had absolutely no contact with him until I started playing video games with our friends again.

The guys had missed me for months and once I was finally pulling myself back together and getting my life in order, I knew it was time to get back in the group. The guys, and the fans, missed me. I knew Tyler would be there a lot of the time but I made the decision to either ignore him, or not let him affect me.

It was hard at first, things were tense, but I did get back into the swing of things. I started uploading videos to my channel way more regularly and in return I got a lot more subs. Not nearly as much as Evan, but I still had a nice group.

Everyone was so supportive of me and I wished so badly that Tyler could be apart of it, but that ship had sailed and I just had to learn to get over it.

Regardless I was happy for the first time in a long time. It was crazy how much my life had changed in the span of a year. The funny thing was that I had no idea what was coming, and it was all started with one question from the VanossGaming while playing with all our friends on GTA;

"Who's all going to PAX East this year!?"