Jack's POV
Ugggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I know I should be happy for Mark and Y/N but ugh I don't know, I kinda liked the idea of septiplier. Whatever I went to record a reading your comments video.
The comments were randomly chosen. "Do you ship Y/N and Mark" damn great way to start the video. "What I don't know kinda I guess" I scratched the back of my neck "as long as their happy" I sighed.
The rest of the comments were about random things.
I ended the video and went to upload.

Mark's POV
Y/N and I went back to the hotel and hung out in my room. We talked about the panel and signings and that weird girl. "She freaked the fuck out of me" she said thinking back to the girl. "Y/N?" She looked at me. "Was Jack acting weird to you...kinda like...jealous" she thought a bit, opened her mouth then shut it again. She shrugged and went on her phone. "JEEZ US FUCKIN' HELL" she yelled. I looked at her in shock by her outburst. "What....something wrong" I asked, as she stared at her phone, mine started vibrating. It was Twitter and it was exploding with our ship name and photos of our kiss and us holding hands. I was smiling until I also noticed the hate bombs.
"NUU SEPTIPLIER FOR LIFE SCREW THAT BISH"
"Ew who the hell she think she is"
"Mark can do way better"
"Septiplier only please thanks"
And those were the nicer ones.
I heard a faint sob. I looked up at Y/N she was biting her lip with tears in her eyes she must have seen the worse ones. "I gotta go I'll see you tomorrow" she said before running out and locking herself in her room. What just happen?

Back to you
You stayed in your room not knowing what to do. You didn't feel like doing anything. You sat there on your bed with dried up tears covering your cheeks. You had turned off notifications for all social media and left the phone on silent. You played some music softly on your iPod and laid down to fall asleep.

The next day you got up late and put on some makeup to hide the fact you were crying all night. You wore dark grey (joggers/sweatpants) and a light (color) crop top that said fuck off in really small lettering. You put your hair in a messy bun and put on some boots.
You grabbed your bag and phone and left for PAX day 2 except you were also three hours late. Oh well.
At least you had no where to be today it was a free day. To make today even better you got to meet more haters who would tell you to stop being a whore or to get out or that you don't belong here. Great to meet you guys too. But you did meet a hand full of people that supported you and defended you. True fans.
You meet up with Jack since Mark has another panel thank gawd since you'd been ignoring him all day.
"Are you okay Y/N" Jack asked his voice full of concern. That's when you broke down crying. He pulled you into a hug telling you it's okay. "I c-can't do this anymore" you cried into his shoulder. "What can't you do" he said calmly. "Anything Jack, I can't keep ignoring people's rude comments" he looked at you as you wiped away tears. "Y/N you can do anything I believe in you, Mark, he believes in you" you noticed him cringe a bit when he said Mark's name but it could have just been the fresh set of tears threatening to fall.