Chapter 2 - What are you doing here?

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( Glitchy's POV )
I slowly opened the door to the girl with H/C hair, and E/C eyes staring right at me, piercing my soul or whatever was inside of me. "Hey there.." I chuckled softly giving her a fake smile while waking in.
"Why do you sound like my father?" Y/N questioned me. I forgot that my voice changes when I, well sort of kill someone. I let out a cough to get rid of the voice, Y/N gave me a disgusted look while I coughed.
"It's not like you have to deal with that damned cough every time something happens.." I growled at her, with her eyes full of fear. I felt guilty.
"When what happens?" she squeaked quietly. I'm glad she try's to act tough around her friends and family, but around others she's just weak.
"Nothing you should be concerned about." I replied like nothing had happened.

( Y/N's POV )
"But I want to know!" I yelled at the man with the eyes I could recognize, "Wait a second, you look like someone on YouTube I watch.. and I saw you today in one of his videos." I said in a low voice walking towards the man slowly, he started backing up. "Where is Mark!" I yelled at him once more, he stood in shock, or was he in deep thought at that moment?
"He's not relevant." The guy spoke, "I think it's a bit rude that you didn't even ask my name, how impolite." He added to his comment, walking towards me. Now I was the one who was backing up. I tripped backwards somehow onto my bed, trying to crawl my way to the corner of me bed.
"Why should I care? You are the creep who is in my damn house, not telling me where my second favorite youtuber is." I growled at him.
"Whatever," he rolled his eyes ignoring the words I growled, "I am Glitchiplier, but people call me Glitchy. I already know you so I don't need an introduction from you."

( Glitchy's POV )
I wanted to come off stern while talking to her, because I didn't go out of my way searching for months just to be nice to Y/N. I went into a deep thought about my task and such, until I got interrupted by the sound of an Irish man screaming. "Who the fuck is that?" I growled turning towards the door, as Y/N laughed.
"No one important." She smirked, mocking me from earlier.
"Jesus Christ, just turn it off!" I spoke covering my ears from that horrible sound.
"Well if you are just gonna stay here, get used to it." She replied with sass in her voice. "Anyways, how did you get in my," Y/N emphasized the word 'my' in her voice, "house without being stopped by my parents?" She was asking to many questions I couldn't answer, it's not like I wanted to answer anyways..

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