Making Me Laugh (Damon Fizzy Story)

Chapter 9 - Please Don't Be A Rapist

The rest of the day went pretty well. I was given so many gifts, I had to walk back to the hotel room three times. (I had to use Evan's card while I did my deliveries).

Damon was etched into the back of my mind. Would he text me or should I just text him? Every time this thought came into my head, I was immediately being whisked away to do a quick appearance on stage or talk with some fans.

The weirdest thing about today was when I was vlogging, the people who said those nasty things about me yesterday were being totally fake on camera. It made me want to slap their faces, but I was a role model, so I told my fans the true story later on when I found some alone time.

By the time YouTubers began leaving VidCon for their hotels, it was almost eleven at night. Everyone looked so tired, but I was full of energy. That's how I got when I drank coffee. I'd get really tired after drinking it, but it would finally kick in twenty million hours later.

Honestly, I didn't even want to go back to my hotel, because that meant that after I slept, I would only have half a day in LA till I had to go back home. My reality wasn't the best and I was so sad I had to go back.

Before I could even begin walking inside the hotel, my phone began vibrating in my back pocket. I pulled it out and was greeted by a text that said 'Hey! Want to go to WalMart and film something there?' The number was unknown and I was scared.

'Who's this?o__o' I immediately texted back. I swear, if it was some kind of rapist, I was going to change my number right then and there.

'Damon, silly!' How could I have been so sure?

Instead of texting the person back, I texted Morgan.

'Do you have Damon's number?o;'

'O yh, its -fill in numbers here-. Wht r u goin 2 do ??'

Without texting her back, I checked the number that had texted me first. They both matched up, so I texted Damon back.

'Sure. Come outside by the big palm trees in the front.' I looked around for somewhere to sit and smiled to myself as I saw a bench. Before I could even sit down, Damon's figure was approaching me.

"Hey Samm." He said once he reached me.

"Hi." I said, my whole insides feeling kind of weird.

"So, you want to go to WalMart and film a bit?"

"What would we film?" What the hell do you even film in a WalMart?

"You've never seen my videos, have you?" I shook my head in a 'no' formation before he slimed weakly. "We'll, I'll just have to show you what we do."

Without another peep, he grabbed my hand and began pulling me to the street. He looked around quickly and made a squeal of happiness when he saw a large sign that said 'WalMart' in bright neon blue and white lights.

He said nothing as he held onto my hand tightly. He didn't even say anything when we crossed the street together, my side pressed up against his warm body. Surprisingly, he didn't even say anything when an elder lady told us we looked like an adorable couple as we walked into WalMart.

"Get your camera out." Finally! He speaks!

I took my camera on and turned it on. Luckily for me, it was about 40% charged, which meant I could film for about another eight hours. I was lucky to have such an amazing camera.

"Hey guys! Samm here with a new face! Some of you guys know him as DeeFizzy or Damon Fizzy. Say hi Damon." Damon looked up from his camera that was in his hands before he turned to look at my filming camera and wave hi.