Wrong Choice

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Y/n has been asked by Colby's viewers to pull a prank and the one they request the most is a breakup prank. She decides that her first prank should go hard, but she finds it harder to go through with it than to pull the prank itself.

Warnings: some curse words

Word Count: 2208

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"Bye babe, love you," Colby told me as his lips landed on my cheek before he walked to the door of our shared apartment. I waved and blew him a kiss as his ring-adorned hand stretched out for the doorknob. He "caught" the kiss that I sent his way with his unoccupied hand and brought it close to his heart, letting the kiss rest there. I smile in response as I watch my love walk out the door. As soon as it shuts, I softly run up to it and watch out the peephole as Colby knocks on Sam's door, Sam walks out, and the two go to the elevator. My sweet smile turns mischievous as I find Colby's camera and press record.

"I'm not who you were expecting, am I?" I say to the camera and pause for a second, knowing that Reggie will Colby's vlog intro clip right there.

"Okay, so Colby has pulled a few pranks on me as you guys know. Cut to the clips." As time passes, I think back onto all the pranks Colby has pulled on me.

"First, he fake proposed but I knew that wasn't real. Then, he took a page out of Elton's book of pranks and filled my car with packing peanuts. And the list goes on and on. But I have never pulled a prank on him, so he definitely won't be expecting it. And he always says that he would never pull the breakup prank on me, but I'm going to do that today. So, Colby just left with Sam to go to a meeting and he has his location on for me so I can see when he will be here. Let me show you guys what I plan on doing," I say as I grab the camera and show them to our room. I set the camera down on the bed and walk into the closet and pull out my suitcase.

"So, the plan is when he comes home, I'm going to act as if he caught me leaving like I was going to leave before he got here but he got here before I could get out. And then we're just going to wing it after that, so I'll see you guys in a little bit." I cover the camera lens with my hand before ending the recording.

I walk over to Sam's apartment and grab his two cameras, then turn around going back to our apartment. My eyes flicker around the apartment in search of good places to hide the cameras and I decide to place one in the corner of the kitchen, facing the door. The other one I positioned between two pillows on the couch so that the camera would face the entrance to our room and most of the living room.

Going back to our bedroom, I grab the camera I was recording the intro on earlier and set it on the bed, propping perfectly between pillows and a blanket. Once I was sure those couldn't be seen, I opened my suitcase and began throwing my clothes into it. If I was really leaving, I would be trying to leave as quickly as possible, so I lazily tossed in my shirts instead of taking the time to fold them. After most of my things were in, I left a small pile of clothes beside my suitcase to throw in when Colby gets here.

I checked his location to see where he was, and he looked like he was leaving the building where their meeting was held. A text notification came through my phone from him as well.

C💙: we're otw back babe

Okay see you soon: Y/n

Okay, it's go time. I pressed the record button on each of the cameras and sat down next to my suitcase and pile of clothes, getting ready for this act. From the outside, I looked ready but, on the inside, it was setting in what I was doing.

This is going to break Colby's heart. He is going to hate me for this. I get a little angry with him after he pulls pranks on me, but it doesn't take long for me to get over because I love him. He going to think I don't love him. Shit. Why am I doing this? I can't do this. I realized that tears had brimmed my eyes, and a few had slipped out while I was lost in thought. Fuck. Why am I doing this?

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