Let me in (Jacksepticeye x Introvert!Reader)

Chapter 2

As I hurry my way up to the cafe, a certain Irish man is standing outside; drawing a crowd. I push past the group and into the open café. I caught Seàn's eye as I stepped inside. He gave me a small smile that I returned. As soon as I'm one foot in the door, my scences are overwhelmed by the amount of people.

God, I really didn't like crowds. Should have known; famous persons and new openings bring people in.

I eventually get to the cashier without any contact and step up to the teen boy.

"Welcome to the café, what may I get you?" He says in a monotone voice. I heard him say the same thing to everyone else. I pull my hood off and raise a hand to count.

"One........." I mumble out my order.

"What?" He asks. He didn't hear me.

"Oh uh, One........please" I mumble again. Insecurities flooding in. I hug myself and (play with the zip of my jumper/pull the strings of my hoodie).

"One more time please?" He asks impatiently. Tapping his fingers on the screen that shows the un-made order.

I clear my throat and take a breath. It's just an order. It's just an order. It's just an order.

"One bag of cookies and the new (hot drink), please?" I ask as he jots it down, violently tapping the screen.

"Small (hot drink) and a large bag of chocolate chip cookies?" He double checks.

All I can do is nod. I can afford a large bag. I pull out my (card/cash) and pay the teen. He asks  if I want a receipt. I just shake my head 'no'.

He says thanks and tells me to wait for my pick up. I scurry over to the waiting line and stand by the front window. I pull my pen from my bag and start clicking it like crazy.

With every click my heart beat slows down. I look out the window and see Seàn signing a fans item. I smile at this. How happy he can make people.

I always wish to go public. Meet fans, aspiring artist, and possibly make some friends. But I don't need any. I have myself.
Just me. By myself. All alone.

I should really try opening up. Let someone in. Someone?

My mind wonders to Seàn again. This distracred me from my order being called out.

"-girl in the (hood/jumper)! Yeah you! Come 'ere and get your stuff!"

I timidly walk over to the loud shouting voices. I thank the girl with a small, fake smile.

But as I exit the crouded place my smile becomes real. I sigh in content and begin walking away, drink in one hand, cookies in the other.

A sudden scream startles me. I'm really not used to loud voices.

"OH MY GOD HE HIGH FIVED ME! HE WAS LIKE 'HIGH FIVES ALL ROUND' AND WE WENT WAPISH!!! EEEEEEEEEE-"

I'm so startled that I flinch and spill some (hot drink) onto the pavement. I sigh at the waste and sit on a small bench near the crowd. I swing my bag around and pull out my empty water bottle. I pour my drink in there and take a sip.

"Ahh! Hot hot hotty hothot!" I put the bottle down and fan my mouth. Like that's going to do anything.

A laugh is heard above me. Oh no. I know that laugh.

I look to see-