let me down slowly - wilbur soot

chapter 45- the vlog

i write one more song for the new ep (and title it "model buses") before i hear my stomach growl. i check my clock and see that it's 12:04 pm.

i groan. i love writing music, but it takes up so much time.

but i know this will all be worth it once the ep is released and i hear all the support from our fans.

and the support from aubrey.

i smile thinking about her. what would her reaction be if she knew that one of the songs on the album is dedicated to her and her boyfriend?

i turn on my phone and order chinese food to be delivered to my apartment, and once it arrives i sit in front of my computer and power it back on.

a minute after i turn it on, i see a notification in the top right corner of my screen.

Tom Simons uploaded a new video: The Best Weekend Of My Life

it's up.

the vlog is up.

i immediately click it and watch the intro. it's tommy sitting in his room talking to his camera, his typical youtube intro.

"this video, i met with wilbur-"

a clip of me from the weekend pops onto the screen.

"tubbo-"

a clip of tubbo appears on the screen.

"and aubrey-"

a clip of aubrey smiling and waving flashes on the screen.

"and we hung out for a weekend!" he smiles his bright, charismatic, tommyinnit smile at the camera. "this was the most fun i've ever had. keep watching to see the four of us hanging out at HOGWARTS!"

a b-roll clip of the hogwarts castle appears on the video.

"i hope you guys enjoy!" tommy waves at the camera and the vlog starts.

i watch the vlog, replaying the exciting events from the weekend on the screen. i smile at the keepsake memory that i have. even though it's on the internet for everyone and their mother to see.

the vlog is honestly really well made, and i have to give credit where credit's due. i can tell tommy put a lot of effort into this vlog, and i see what he meant when he said it reminded him of a niki vlog.

his use of b-roll and montages are perfect. he definitely took aubrey's advice.

i find myself smiling throughout the video. from when the four of us first meet, to karaoke, to us singing carpool karaoke, us at the lanes, i stopped smiling at the awful mukbang, then begin smiling again at the flower field.

wait a minute.

my eyes widen. i know what's happening next.

please tommy. please tell me you didn't-

the montage of the flower field ends with me and aubrey's silhouette in front of the sunset. i'm handing her a flower and it ends with her reaching out to grab it.

HE. DID. NOT.

i press the spacebar and stare at the freeze frame of aubrey's fingers reaching out to graze the delicate petals of the flower.

it's so obvious that it's us. who else would it be?

who else would the curly haired, sweater wearing, tall boy be other than me? and who else would the perfect girl be other than aubrey?

i let my head fall forward and bang on my desk.

"fuck," i mumble. partially out of pain, and partially because i know i'm so dead.