-Your POV-

I wake up in bed and hear laughter coming from the other room. It must be Mark and Sean playing a game, since the two of them said they were going to earlier.

I climb out of bed and sighed. I didn't want Mark to kiss me. Did I? I mean Sean is who I want, but he has a girlfriend... Wait, no he doesn't.. I remember them talking about that. Still, he wants nothing to do with me.

Mark is nice, he was smooth with the kiss. I think I liked it. His lips were soft and warm... and... I cover my face with my hands and take a deep breath. I need my diary... I need to sort out my feelings.

I scampered out of the room, trying to be quiet just in case they just so randomly hear me. I go to my bag in the front room and open it. I searched and searched and searched. Nothing seemed to pop up. WHAT?! Where the hell is my diary? Did one of the boys take it! No, this is not okay. I know I brought it! At least, I hope I did.. Maybe I did accidentally leave it in Ireland.

I furiously stomped all the way to the recording room and opened the door. There were flames in my eyes and I don't care what happens at this point. I am getting my diary back. No. Matter. What.

"Where is my diary!" I say straight forward. The boys turn towards me surprised and take their headphones off.

"What are you talking about, Y/N?" Mark questions me and I run my fingers through my hair. "My diary, one of you took it. I want it back now." I demand and getting closer to the two YouTubers.

"Y/N please calm down a bit." Sean calmly asks standing up. I look at him as if he was crazy. He had a hint of sympathy in his voice, which I might add, was surprisingly quiet and calm.

"I have personal stuff in there. I know I brought it. I didn't use it yet, so it had to be in my bag. Guess what? It is not. So somebody better had it over now." I finish my sentence, steam coming out of my ears. I looked Sean dead in the eye, knowing he is the one who has it.. I

Both of the guys I like are in the same room and I can't deal with it. Both of them bring me stress in someway and all I want to do is cry. I don't even know why! Wait, did I just say both the guys I like? I don't even know if I like Mark yet... Why do I think I like Mark.

Sean sighs and he digs something out of the back of his pocket, from what I assume. My diary was in his hand a moment later.

"Sean.." My voice cracked, I was on the verge of freaking out from embarrassment. He read my diary... He must think I'm like every other fan-girl ever now...

"I'm sorry. I swear it was just one page." He says as I take it back quickly.

"Why? What page?" I say with tears forming in my eyes.

Sean sighs and just bows his head. "I don't know." He admits.

I press my lips together and try to scurry out of the embarrassment. But Sean grabs my wrist.

"Just leave her alone Sean." Mark commands Sean and I scoff. Sean and I both gave him a look. Sean looked offended, while I looked.. well, pissed.

"Don't try to stick up for me just because you..." I say quickly shutting my sentence down.

"Because.. What?" Sean says sternly and I suck my cheeks in.

"Because I kissed Y/N, Sean." Mark says with defeat in his voice. Mark looked frustrated, like as if he didn't mean to say it, but he didn't regret saying it. I actually sympathized over him until Sean..

"You what!" Sean screams furiously. His face started to turn a dark rose color as if he was going to burst.