Chapter 1

"The almighty streets of Ireland" I say to myself. This place is like home but different. I somehow won a trip to Ireland on a radio show and it just happens to be where a certain someone lives near. That's probably why I entered, because of that Certain someone. Anyway, I have no idea what to do here so I started to wander. After almost walking into three walls I sit down in a cafe. The pastries were delicious but I had to move on (after 45 minutes of being there). As I'm walking my friend (y/f/n) calls me

"Cryaotic fan service what can I do for you?" I answer in the best Cryaotic voice I could make.

"Oh my gosh! It's true! He does have fan service *fainting noise*"

"Haha nice. So what's up?"

"Nothing much really, how's Ireland?"

"it's nice. I got to a cafe...after almost walking into three walls" she howled with laughter.

"Anyway, did you see Jacky-boy?"

"No, not yet"

"Damn, oh well, I have to go wish you luck"

"Thanks see you later"

"Bye" *click* by the end of the call I had gotten to a large building. It looks like college...probably because it is. I climbed up the steps and looked up at how big the building was. Whoa could this be the place of- my thoughts were interrupted by a hit to the face from a door. Someone had opened the door while I was standing right there and I tumbled down the steps.

"Jesus are you ok!?" a man ran down the steps.

"I'm f-" I passed out trying to tell him I'd be fine.

When I opened my eyes I was in a comfy bed with a Sam plushie right next to me. A Jacksepticeye fan? I thought until a man with green hair walked into the room.

"Oh you're awake" he said. I attempted to sit up but I failed and he sat beside me on the bed. "I'm so sorry for getting you with the door!" So he's the one who knocked me out.

"It's totally fine, I'm ok" just then I felt a stab of pain and I cried out in pain.

"You don't sound ok!" his eyes widened at my scream. Just then, from my pocket, I heard Jack yelling "LIKE A BOSS" and my face went red as I sat up to reach into my pocket to grab my phone. I hid my face behind my phone and I saw a text from (y/f/n) saying she'd be busy and that I shouldn't call her. I called her in speakerphone and put a finger to my lips to signal to be quiet.

"I'M BUSY!" she screamed into her phone and I laughed so hard! Jack was somehow quiet at her response but you could tell he was holding in laughter. I ended the call, still dying in laughter but now Jack was laughing too.

"What's your name?" he struggled to get the words out through his laughter.

"(y/n)"

" Nice to meet you I'm-...you already know who I am don't you?"

"Yeah…"

"That's the problem with having fans huh?" he rubbed the back of his head. I nodded in confirmation. I had a lot of scraps from the stairs and they were bleeding pretty bad.

"We might need some bandages" I said pointing to my bleeding scraps.

"That might be a good idea" he chuckled. "I'll go get some" and he left. When he came back, he had rolls of bandages.

"We'll probably only need one" I laughed

"I can put the rest back later" and he started to patch up my wounds. After I was fully patched up, I tried to get up. My whole body went lifeless sending me to the floor along with a stab of pain to go with it. I did the best I could to refrain from screaming but there was no luck in that. Jack quickly picked me up and lay me down on the bed.

"(y/n) don't do anything like that again! You should rest for a while."

"But I have to-"

"Listen, (y/n) I don't think you can walk so you can stay here for the night"

"But where will you sleep!?" I wanted to sleep here but I couldn't treat Jack poorly! He looked down and shook his head.

"(y/n)..." he slowly looked up "SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK!" he showed a fist in the air and I couldn't have laughed harder. Jack I thought smiling greatly. Soon I fell asleep, holding the Sam plushie.