A YouTuber's Love Story

Chapter 1

I had just gotten back from taking pictures at the Red Carpet. It was one of my favorite nights of the year, and I got to take pictures of all the most famous stars in the world. I had been given the chance to go and take pictures when I worked for other people. They thought my pictures were professional enough to go off on my own, and I gladly accepted. Because I am my own boss, I take a week away from my home in Missouri one week before the event, and one week after. I have been to so many places in my life. Some of my favorite places have been Paris, Cancun, and Rio de Janeiro in Brazil. But my all time favorite, although located in the same country as me, is Los Angeles, California. Because Los Angeles is so close to the Red Carpet event, I don't have to take a flight there. I just take a taxi to wherever my hotel is.

The hotel is called Hotel Bel-Air. I was lucky I could afford such a beautiful place like it. It was one of the most elegant places I had ever stayed at. Everything was outrageously expensive. I got my own "living room" with a seventy inch flat screen mounted against the wall. There was a balcony on the left side of the room and windows covered the wall. The couches were cream colored and leather. There was one couch on the middle and right wall; as if they thought I was going to have a family reunion in my room. The floors were hardwood, and very smooth. They were smoother than my floors back home at least. There was a small table next to each couch, and a mirror hung over the couch on the middle wall. The walls were painted crimson. Tall standing lamps were next to the flat screen, and were the same color as the walls only with black patterns of flowers. There was a bathroom the size of a bedroom that held a Jacuzzi, a claw foot bathtub with a shower head built in, and three sinks lined the wall, with a mirror hovering over them. The bathroom was one of my favorite rooms. It was the same color scheme as my "living room". Last night I just brought my laptop in there with me and leaned myself up against the door and started to check various websites including YouTube. I love my YouTube channel. I posted pictures I took and just random videos I made that I thought were funny. I had been posting these videos for a year now, and I had just reached 150,000 subscribers. I had just started a gaming channel too, that so far has been taking off quite well over the past few weeks. But anyway… My bedroom was simple, which I liked. I wasn't used to fancy places like this. It still followed the color scheme and had basically the same things as the living room except for the couches and it had a bed.

I was completely exhausted from tonight. I immediately walked to my bedroom and grabbed my pajamas, then went in the bathroom to take a long shower. I turned the water on and made sure it was on hot. I waited for a few moments while it started to heat up. I decided the shower was ready so I stripped myself of my clothes and hopped in. I must have been in the shower for at least half an hour before I finally got out and got dressed. I put on my purple plaid shorts and a VidCon t-shirt from last year. I walked back into the living room to let my hair dry for a few minutes and decided to turn the TV on to see if there was any breaking news. I started flipping through the channels when I came across the movie "Tangled". It is one of my favorite movies and when it's on I can't help but watch it till the end. I grabbed a blanket off of the arm of the couch and curled up into it. "I'll watch the news in the morning," I murmured to myself.

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I'm going to cry. That's all I was thinking. I was at the part where Flynn and Rapunzel were trapped inside the rocks and water was filling up, and they couldn't get out. This part always made me cry. I was about to burst into tears when I heard a knock on the door. Ohhhh. They just knocked at the wrong time. Nothing made me madder than somebody interrupting me while watching a movie. I looked at the time real quick before I opened the door. The clock read 1:37 A.M. Who would be knocking at my hotel room door at 1:30 in the morning? I stomped over to the door, looking as angry as I could, ready to give whoever was knocking at my door a piece of my mind. I looked through the peephole. My heart stopped. Standing at my door at 1:30 in the morning was my role model. Comedian, youtuber, songwriter, and gamer Toby Turner was standing at my door. I had watched this man's YouTube videos everyday for the past year and a half, and he was the reason I created my YouTube account. When I opened the door I didn't want him too know that I knew him, or that I had anything to do with YouTube. I was panicking. Then I realized, I was wearing a VidCon shirt. I started to run to my bedroom to grab a jacket before I opened the door. I called out, "Be right there!" and was back with my plain blue jacket zipped up to my neck. I took a deep breathe, and opened the door.

"Um, hi." He said awkwardly. Weird. I thought that maybe around strangers he would be his regular self. Maybe he just felt awkward because I was in my pajamas. Oh gosh I'm going to pass out. I just know that any second I will be laying flat on my back with my eyes closed and barely breathing. Then Toby will call the ambulance and they will come pick me up and he will think I'm a weirdo and never talk to me again. I could see it now. I had to keep up the act that I didn't know him though. I just looked at him like I wanted no part of him. I didn't know if I was pulling it off very well. I nodded at him keeping a blank expression on my face. I looked down to my feet when I felt my cheeks start to blush. I think I came off as nervous besides angry. I think he could tell because when I looked back up he had a light smile on his face and then he chuckled when I looked back down.

"Well," he spoke, "I would like to start off by saying hothotothototothot, um, Taylin." I was not expecting him to say that. Hearing him say that to you was every fan girl's dream. I admit I was pretty flattered. But what caught my attention was that he knew my name. Wait, how did he know my name?

"Would you like to explain to me how you know my name?" I asked. Gosh. I must have sounded like an idiot.

"It's written on your jacket." He pointed to my left jacket pocket, and sure enough it read Taylin. Well my life was ruined. Why? It just was.

"Oh, yeah." I smiled to him and looked away when I accidentally made eye contact with him.

"Yeah. So have you seen a key to one of the hotel rooms around somewhere?"

"No," I replied, "but I'll keep an eye out for one. So you're staying in this hotel?" I was really nervous now. I was staying in the same hotel as my role model. I realized what a stupid question I just asked. Oh gosh, I'm blushing again. He laughed. Oh gosh he laughed. His laugh is adorable but I never wanted him to laugh at me for something like that. Luckily he had a smile on his face afterwards. I calmed down a little, but just a little.

"No actually, I'm staying in a hotel a few blocks away."

"Really?" I said confused.

"No." He looked at me with a wide grin on his face. I giggled a little and looked into his eyes. They are so hazel it's unbelievable. I realized I was probably staring a little too much and looked away quickly. Then something came to mind. He lives in Los Angeles, yet he is staying in a hotel in Los Angeles. I wanted to ask, but he would find out I know who he is. So I asked something more logical for this situation.

"So where did you come from?"

"Actually I live here in LA. But I'm moving to a different house and nothing is set up yet so I had to get a hotel for a couple nights." Oh, that made sense. He was talking about how he was moving from an apartment to house in his vlogs.

"Oh, so you chose the most expensive hotel in LA to stay at for just a couple of nights?" I laughed, and he smiled in return.

"Well, it's my only time staying here so I might as well make the best of it." He gave me a huge grin and we accidentally made eye contact again. Gosh, we had to stop doing this. I started to think.

"How am I talking to him without fainting?" I lightly whispered.

"Excuse me?" He leaned against the doorway.

"Nothing." I got worried. I really need to learn to not say things out loud.

"So how did a small hotothothotothot girl like you end up here?" he asked, giving me a half smile. I looked at him like he was a freak and didn't know what he meant when he repeated the word hot over and over. I think he bought it because he gave a small short chuckle, showing he was enjoying my so called "cluelessness."

"Well a few hours ago I got back from doing some paparazzi work at the Red Carpet. I'm staying here for the next week as sort of a vacation."

"Ah, you'll enjoy LA. Look out you're window and see hundreds of cars on the streets, hear the honks of horns. Go outside and you can just feel the smog that has built up in the city." He smiled again. He really needs to stop smiling. He's making me swoon.

"I'm sure I'll enjoy it. I've came here once a year for the past three years."

"Oh so you know your way around then?" He furrowed his eyebrows. Swoon.

"Kind of. I still get lost every time. I've never really driven around here. I just take a taxi." Yep, I'm going to die for sure. I just don't understand how I've lasted talking to him for so long, and the conversation is starting to come so naturally. Maybe it's because I've watched his videos so long that I'm becoming used to him in person.

"Well, I wouldn't mind taking on a tour around here so you can find your way around a little better. How 'bout it?" He gave his charming smile. What was I supposed to say? I really want to hang out with him, I mean it's him! But I would be too scared. Then he would probably find out what a freak I really am and never think about me again. Not that he ever would in the first place.

"I don't know. I just met you and I don't even know what your name is." Yes I do. What was I doing? I should just tell him and get it over with. He held out his hand for me to grab his and we shook hands. Oh, gosh. I touched him. Swoon.

"I'm," then, I couldn't help it.

"Toby, your name is Toby." I smiled and took my hand away. He turned his head to the side and put on a half smile, then pushed his eyebrows together. What did I just do?

"Ah, you can tell by my shirt. That's weird. You're the first person who has figured out my name was Toby just by looking at my shirt."

"No, actually. I'm apart of the Audience." I smiled nervously and decided it was best if I just put my head down.

"What! You've been an Audience member all this time and you didn't say anything! What were you thinking girl?" He said this in his Eddie Murphy voice, as he usually does in all of his videos. I smiled awkwardly and blushed. Oh gosh, what do I say now? He realized I was embarrassed and chuckled.

"I know, I make people feel awkward. But you shouldn't be nervous! We've gotten too know each other so well already!" He gave a slight smile.

"So, you're idea of knowing someone really well is talking to them for ten minutes about why we're at this hotel?"

"Hmm, I guess so. And the next step in this relationship, which is going fantastic so far in my opinion, is you accepting my invitation to take you around LA. So what do you say?' He gave me a dorky grin, and I couldn't help but smile back at him. It was so weird how he could make you blush at the slightest comment or action. I had probably been blushing this entire time but didn't notice. I started to think if I should go with him or not. But why was I thinking about it? The love of my life was standing right in front of me asking me to hang out with him and I was thinking about it? I was crazy. I may as well just go with him. It's not like I'll ever see him again. But I'll probably end up embarrassing myself in front of him. I usually do mess things up with any guy, whether it's just as friends or an actual relationship. We'll probably go get coffee and then
I'll trip over the ground and spill coffee all over myself and him. My coffee will get all over his shirt and then he'll have to take it of right then and wash it so it won't stain. I smiled evilly to myself. Oh gosh what kind of messed up person was I? I can't help it he's really hot! It's what every girl thinks of about their crush. He was just so hot.

I realized that my thoughts were coming out of my mouth, and Toby heard every word. I looked up at his eyes to see if they showed fear of my insane thoughts. But to my surprise he threw his head back in laughter.

"Uh, sorry. I just speak what I'm thinking sometimes." I could feel my cheeks turn bright red, and my face became flushed. What on Earth was I doing? I should just say goodbye to him and go watch Tangled. My favorite part was coming on soon. I was about to say goodbye but he started talking with that beautiful voice of his again.

"I'm getting impatient, yes or no?" he waited in anticipation for my answer. I wonder if he really wanted to show me around LA.

"Yes, I really do want to show you around." I really had to work on keeping my thoughts to myself.

"Ok, I'll go." I breathed slowly.

"Great! I'll pick you up tomorrow at 10:00 in the A.M! See you later girl!" He gave me one last charming smile. He started to walk away and I closed the door. I stared at nothing for the next few minutes, thinking over the conversation. I had just talked to Toby Turner, my role model. And I was going to spend the day with him tomorrow. It became harder to breathe when my brain finally started to soak in the fact that me and Toby were hanging out tomorrow. Then terror struck me. I needed to find the perfect outfit.