It Started With The Cereal

Low-key Softy

9:00 PM
"Can't wait to see you tomorrow!"
I text to my best friend/internet friend, Francisco.
He lives in Australia, and this will be our second time meeting in person. We've been best friends for 4 years now, and he's just the best.
"Yes, but I moved love. I still live in Austrailia, I'm just meaning houses. I will send you my address when you get off the plane tomorrow 😉."
He texts.
I nod to myself. I guess that's alright.
"Cool! 😙."
I respond.
Him and I have just recently started to get flirty again, and seeing him face to face might be the start of a great thing.
"I'm gonna go to sleep my love, so goodnight. Sleep good 😙😴."
"Okay. Goodnight!"
I turn my phone off, setting it on the table beside me.
Oh! Well anyways, I'm Lindsey, I'm 18, almost 19, and I'm low-key in love with my internet friend.
But, I'm also jokingly in love with my favorite YouTuber, Lazarbeam.
Yes, he's hilarious, but I would absolutely love to know him personally. Because I just have this feeling that he's a really sweet guy that would make a great boyfriend.
Oh God! Sorry, just got a little sentimental there for a sec.
2 days later
Geeeeez!! The plane has landed and I'm at the airport and holy crap!
That was such a long flight.
Francisco changed plans so he is picking me up from the airport, and I'm so excited to see him.
I've gathered my luggage already, and I'm heading to the car right now.
I instantly see Francisco with a huge smile on his face.
I leave my stuff on the sidewalk, running and jumping into his arms.
"Hey Lindsey! I missed holding you in my arms." He mutters into my sweatshirt.
I pull away, "I'm so glad I'm finally able to hug you again!"
He smiles, helping me load my crap into the car.
2 hours later
We're at his new house, and it's adorable, and I love it!
It's not adorable in like a small and cute way, I'm just meaning it's cozy and nice.
He's always had money, if you know what I mean.
We sit on his bed, just catching up.
And so far, we've come to conclusions that we need to go grocery shopping.
So, we hop back in the car, and head to the nearest grocery store.
"What cereal should we get?" I ask him as we go through the automatic doors.
"I dunno. Let's just get some Weet-Brix." He decides, grabbing a cart.
"I mean, okay. But we aren't drinking them with beer in replacement for milk... if you know what I'm saying." I joke, hoping he gets the poorly disputed Lazarbeam reference.
He just chuckles and keeps pushing the cart.
"Oh come on! You didn't watch any of the Lazarbeam videos I sent you, did you?" I whine, hitting his arm gently.
"You sent like 20." He whines back, grabbing the box of cereal.
"Your point is?"
"Well... don't hurt me. He wasn't that great." He says slow and carefully.
"I'm sorry. But that just caused me physical pain, and I think I'm gonna have a stroke now. Come on Franco, Lazarbum is a fucking meme lord. I love him to death, and maybe some of his vids aren't up your alley, but he's exceeding the limits of great." I rant.
"Geez!" He laughs.
"What?" I ask impatiently.
"You seem really passionate about him."
"Oh well duh! It's because I am. Besides his Lazar-face, which is sexy af, he's a cutie." I go on, trying to push the joke.
Franco just can't keep it together.
"The sexy thing I was kidding about but you... holy shit! Oh my God, no way!" I start to freak out.
"What?!" Franco asks impatiently.
"It's fucking Lazarbeam!" I whisper pointing to our left.
"Well, go get a picture with him!" He says, happy for me.
I quickly, but subtly rush to him.
How the hell do I approach?
I can't be too weird, I've loved him for years.
Okay, just, do it!
"Lazarbeam!" I say cheerfully.
He turns around with a smile on his face, "hey." He says softly, but seeming happy.
"I'm so sorry to bother..."
"It's no problem to take some time with a fan." He says quickly, sounding so sincere and kind.
Awwww! Shit! Now I'm fangirling.
"Anyways, I'm a huge fan, and you're such an inspiration to me, and I just love you so much... sorry, for the uhh, rant."
"No no, it's okay. It's sweet, I appreciate it." He says kindly, seeming a little awkward. His face is getting kind of red.
"How old are you?" He quickly asks. Suddenly he looks really embarrassed.
"I'm almost 19." I say with a smile.
"Fuck, I'm sorry. That was weird." He laughs.
Aww, now he's all embarrassed.
"It's okay. Oh! I almost forgot, I totally need a picture with you." I say quickly.
"Alright, of course."
I pull out my phone, open the camera and take a selfie with him.
Oddly, he looks so genuine and kind.
"Thank you so much for your time." I say, my eyes tearing up.
"Of course!" He says so kindly, that it hurts.
My eyes start to water. "I'm so sorry, I really didn't want to get emotional, but I've been subscribed for so long, and I just love you so much as a person..."
He very slowly pulls me into a hug.
"It's okay." He says.
This hug is perfect and awkward.
He way his arms are wrapped around, one around mg shoulders and his hand on my head, holding me to his shoulder.
He slowly pulls away, "You okay?" He asks in a whisper.
I nod, "I am now. Thank you."
"No problem."
He says, discreetly wiping his eye.
No fucking way, was he crying to?
I better leave now before I start crying even more.

** I'm an embarrassment
Hello. I love this so, I'm hyped. I started this like a week ago and just now decided to post the 1st chapter. But anyways, hope you enjoyed lovlies!**