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Youtuber •vs• Celebrity

TWENTY-TWO

(Two Weeks Later)

*Alexandra*

"Hey guys! Alex here and um- I decided on doing another Q&A. Sadly Frankie is sick and I don't feel like getting sick so I'm doing this video alone." I said.

I unlocked my phone and went to the first question.

"@JennyKidd: how did you go from hating @Harry_Styles to dating him?!" I read, "Well- he isn't as bad as I thought I guess."

"What the fuck." I laughed at the next question, "@Brittany68: Are you a virgin?"

I stared into the camera.

"Well- no, I'm not. But I honestly don't understand who would want to do that with someone who talks to a camera, by themselves, in a dark room?"

"ALEX!" Ariana screamed.

"BEDROOM!" I screamed back.

Soon enough she bursts through the door.

"What's going on? I'm making a video you know?" I said

"Taylor's here." She whispered.

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Harry grabbed Taylor's bags and I lead her into my guest bedroom- or her new room.

"Thank you Alex." She said.

"Anytime." I muttered.

I walked past her Harry so they could mingle- and strutted outside. I walked with my hands in my jacket pockets to my secret place- so I can have some thinking time.

"Alex?" I heard a little girls voice behind me.

I turned around to face a girl who looked around thirteen with wide eyes.

"Oh my gosh! It is you! I am such a fan!" She exclaimed.

"Awe- thank you." I smiled.

"Can I have a picture and autograph?" She pleaded.

"Hunny- I'm sure she has better things to do." He mother shushed.

"Oh it's quite alright." I smiled.

The little girl pulled out her phone and gave it to her mom. I posed for a few photos with her. Fat wards I signed her phone case and I was on my way.

I finished my walk down the forest trail- and took a secret path that lead to a beautiful oak tree. By it was carefully placed a stone- with words gently carved into it.

Mack Gilpen
1995-2013
Someone that will never be forgotten

I slumped next to the grave stone and felt a lump grown in my throat. Tears fell freely as I looked at the grave.

"..You can count on me like 1, 2, 3
And I'll be there.
'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do.."