(Y/N)'s POV:

"Hey Kurt? You got a charger?", I asked.

"Huh? Oh what yeah sure it's right here, ABC!", Kurt said rummaging around finding the lead.

"Always be charging!", I reply laughing slightly.

"Exactly, so (Y/N) I'm actually recording like a tutorial on like growing your platform and stuff, do you mind like explaining to my fans how you got all your followers?", Kurt asks with a smile.

I smiled at how awkward Kurt sounded (trying to ignore the fact that he'd already asked this question) , "I guess it was just pure luck, I woke up one day and one of my song covers has totally blown up". I smiled remembering how happy all the notifications made me feel, it's weird how much social media had changed me.

"So what's your story Kurt? How'd you get into streamings?"

"Back in 2009 I started my channel um Kurtsworld96, I guess I've never blown up properly but my friend Bobby Bud Lee, bobbybasecamp, has been really supportive in a way and promised to share my stream tonight", Kurt answered waving towards one of the cameras.

"Oh right nice! Hey Bobby!", I laughed waving at the camera behind me.
Our conversation was interrupted by my ringtone, "sorry gotta take this real quick!"

Kurt replied with an ok hand gesture before turning the music playing down.
Shit it was my boss.

"Hey boss what's up?", I said nervously.

This wasn't going to end well...

"Sup (Y/N)! No point coming into work today I got a DJ set coming up in a few hours, I'm performing alongside one of them bitches from the rival company, she's got a huge following! Catch ya later!"

That was some weird ass phone call.

"Hey Kurt turns out I don't have to go to work today...", I said hoping he wouldn't be pissed.

"Do you want me to drop you off here or back at your house? I'm sorta low on gas at the moment but we should be able to make it.", Kurt answered focused on the road ahead.

"No, no I can't get off here I'm sure I'll be able to find my way back home!", I replied smiling.

"(Y/N) I can drop you off at your house, wouldn't want you having another break down in the middle of the road!", Kurt laughed

(Kurt's POV):

This girl really wasn't all that bad plus she has a major following, although it kinda sucked that I couldn't find the right moment to ask her to tag me on her story. Before dropping her off back at home, i drove to the nearest gas station.

"Hey (Y/N) I'm just gonna fill up real quick, you need anything?" , I asked proceeding to fill the car up with fuel.

"I'm good", she smiled.

I still couldn't work at where I knew her from; now was probably a good time to check how my stream was doing.
Looked like Bobby was the only one on there...

Bobbybasecamp: lol

"What's that supposed to mean Bobby?"

Bobbybasecamp: your contents so fucking shit man

" Bobby I'm literally out here killing people", I lowered my voice, if (Y/N) heard she'd run away immediately.

Bobbybasecamp: it's awkward and boring...

"Whatever Bobby", I finished filling up my car and got back in next to (Y/N).

"Is everything ok?", She asked me looking slightly concerned.

"What? Yeah...Yeah! It's all good just replying to some comments on the stream", I laughed.
I started up the car and began driving

We drove past the turning to (Y/N)'s house, thankfully she was on her phone and didn't notice.
I continued driving, occasionally looking next to me to check (Y/N) wasn't watching.

After a few more minutes of driving I pulled up outside of Bobby's.

"Hey Kurt, I don't think this is my house...", (Y/N) turned to me with a concerned look on her face.

"I'll just be a minute", I replied feeling for the knife in my pocket.

She nodded, I quickly checked if all the cameras were in place, this had to go viral.

(Y/N)'s POV:
I looked up from my phone as Kurt knocked on the door of the house. A couple of seconds later the door opened, I couldn't make out what he was saying it seemed like they were having some sort of argument? Something about the lesson? Kurt was still streaming, out of curiousity I joined his stream.
Wow he really hadn't blown up...his stream had one view which happened to be me.
Kurt was talking to some boy ,who I assumd to be Bobby, he looked about 15 or something, he looked pretty young for someone who lives alone.
Their discussion continued on for a few more minutes when Kurt's phone dropped and what seemed to be a harmless talk turned into breathless gasps and shouts. Shit.
I ran out of the car, I'd only known Kurt for less than a day but if he died I wouldn't forgive myself, I'd hardly been of any help to Brittany during her death. I bolted through the door, Kurt and Bobby were fighting over what looked like a gun. Kurt was covered in blood, at first I suspected it to be his until I noticed the knife stabbed into Bobby.

"Kurt...?", I whispered, breathless at what I'd walked in.

Kurt turned around to look at me, releasing his grip on the gun.
I stood there my voice stuck in my throat.
Bobby picked up the gun and aimed it at Kurt.
I didn't stick around to find out what happened next.
I had to get out of here! I'd been riding with a murderer for the majority of the day, a murderer, the same sort of person who killed my best friend. Wait the same sort of person who killed my best friend? I stopped for a moment, maybe I could get Kurt to help me? It'd be risky but definitely worth a shot if it meant getting justice for Brittany. If Kurt didn't help me catch and perhaps kill Brittany's murderer I'd threaten to turn him into the police. I guess there was always the chance that he could kill me but part of me still felt as if I could trust Kurt.

(A/N: once again I don't own any of the GIFs they're simply for aesthetic purposes!! )

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