What I Did In My Boyfriend's Bedroom Went Online (it backfired) | This is my story
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Hi, my name is Bella, and the whole world knew me after my boyfriend streamed me doing something so embarrassing.
I’ve played video games for as long as I can remember. I’ve always loved them, and when I got into college, I started watching people stream online. Now, this was in the early days of streaming, so there weren’t a lot of celebrities, but there was one guy that caught my attention.
For the sake of remaining anonymous, I’m going to call him Nicky. Now, Nicky was my dream guy. He was goofy, he loved all the same games as me, and honestly...he was handsome as hell. I found myself staying up all night, watching all his streams and becoming obsessed with him.
I had notifications anytime he was online or anytime he posted anything. I was the first person to respond to every post, every message, every tweet! One day, I realized it had worked. He followed me back and started liking all my photos!
We started chatting and I was trying not to fangirl, but I was really, really in love with him. One night, he invited me on a date. I went over to his house and we played video games. He even let me be in his stream because he had to work! It was like a dream come true.
Within a few months, we were a couple. Nicky was a great boyfriend. We spent a bunch of our time streaming, playing video games, and watching movies. A huge part of his following started following ME on social media! Honestly, I felt like a celebrity. I had girls calling me pretty and telling me how lucky I was to be dating him. I was really happy.
But soon, things weren’t so dreamy...
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