wow i actually scrolled all the back to his tweets from last year

So I finally went through omgeverythingplease and here are things that I didn’t know
  • Bitty is OBSESSED with food. OBSESSED.
  • Boy has a *problem*
  • Like I know we like to headcanon that Bitty goes into some sort of media, but he’s more likely to become a food critic. Basically he’s more into the “baking” part of “baking vlog” than the “vlog” part.
  • Holster is a grumpy messy bitch.
  • For real, the team seriously debated who was grumpier: Jack or Holster
  • (for like, a hot second, before the answer became obvious)
  • (It’s Jack. Jack is the grumpiest)
  • Ransom and Bitty are very close friends. Close enough that Bitty chirps Holster that he’s being replaced via tweet.
  • Ransom and Bitty get PSLs from “ ‘Bucks”.
  • That is a quote. Eric Richard Bittle has called Starbucks, ‘Bucks.
  • (I bet he calls Target, Tar-zhay too)
  • This one was a bit more analytical: we found out about Jack coaching peewee via Bitty’s twitter
  • Bitty is the one who tells us that the Jack says the kids call him “Coach Z”
  • Because Bitty is the one who typed out the tweet, if the kids called Jack “Coach Zed”, he would have spelled out “Zed.”
  • Therefore we can assume that the kids called Jack “Coach Zee” and not “Coach Zed”
  • However this revelation by Jack was immediately followed by a debate over Zee vs. Zed. So who really knows?
  • I still don’t know how either of them pronounces “pecan”
  • More after the cut because this is getting long

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anonymous asked:

Prompt: rewind a bit to before Negative Nancy came out and have Adore be nervous about whether or not the fans would like it and Bianca comes over at like 1AM to comfort her cause Adore is freaking out

I know this is super long for a prompt but I just couldn’t help myself! I go a little off track but I hope that it’s still what you were looking for anon. Enjoy! 💕

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Memories Back Then

Originally posted by defsouljb

“I don’t get how you could look me in the face and lie, knowing it’d hurt me a lot more then the truth,”

Summary: Jaebum was an ex of yours. He was your one and true love who hurt you at the end. Took you a while to move on from him and as soon as you thought you could move on, there he is…. What will happen??

(Y/N): your name

(Yfa/n): Your favorite artist name.

Previous Parts:

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3

Part 4 is here~

More Parts

Part 5 // Part 6



You smiled to yourself. You had more good memories than bad with that boy. You guys treated each other like best friends but also as lovers. You looked at your phone hoping he would text you at least once but nope… nothing.

What are you going to do? You looked at the couple and then looked back at your phone… 

Have you finally made up your mind?


Your boss decided to let you out earlier than planned since business was very slow. In a way you were thankful because you were so out of it. All you’ve been thinking about was whether you were going to forgive Jaebum and start all over or let him go. 

You arrived home and without even doing anything else and you laid down on your bed and looked up at your ceiling. Why are you so confused? Why couldn’t this decision be easy? Why did you have to meet him? Not that you regret ever being with him but you wouldn’t be here confused as hell on your bed debating if you should stay with your true love or not.

The day you met him was a good day, it was an accident but you both clicked instantly. 

“Can you put your phone down for once?” your best friend complained as you looked down hoping to win tickets to your favorite artist. 

“No, I can’t! I need to win these tickets even if it kills me,” you said as you continued to look down at your phone.

“You invited me here to bond and instead here you are glued to your phone,” your best friend complains and you looked at her. 

“I’m sorry, but look let me just try to win these tickets and then as soon as I win them I will put my phone down and pay attention to you, I promise.” you said looking at her and she finally gives in. 

“Fine, if you need me I am going to go tan, I’m pale as hell,” she complains and you nodded and continued to walk as you looked down at your phone.

You kept looking at the time on your phone waiting for it to strike 3 to call the radio. Little do you know you’ve been so distracted to your phone you didn’t even notice someone in front of you till you bumped into them. 

You looked up and your eyes widen. The first thing you noticed was the person you just bumped into. They had ice cream and since you weren’t paying attention you made the person’s ice cream stain his shirt. His white shirt….

“Oh my god! I am so sorry!” you said looking at the person's shirt and then looked up looking at the person’s face. 

He looked at you and you couldn’t help but to blush. That’s always your first reaction when you meet an attractive boy. Of course you’ve just destroyed a cute boy’s shirt, just your luck.

“It’s okay,” he says looking at his shirt and then back at you. “How much was the shirt, I can pay for it. I am so sorry,” you said pulling out your wallet and you hear him laugh.

You looked at him confused and he just smiles. “What’s so funny?” you asked him confused as hell. “You don’t need to pay me for my shirt, I have plenty of white shirts,” he says and you awkwardly laughed. 

“Well how can I repay you then? You can’t let me off the hook that easily,” You said crossing your arms and he smiles. “I’ll think of something,” he says and you nodded and smiled at him. 

You were going to walk away but he stops you again. “Something in your phone must be really important since you’re so attached to it,” he says causing you to stop walking. You turned around and looked at him.

“Something like that,” you said and he nods. “Let me guess a text from your boyfriend?” he asks causing you to laugh. Does he really think that you were capable of even being a relationship? Ha he’s funny. “As if, actually I’m trying to win tickets for (Yfa/n)” you said and he looked surprised. 

“Wow a girl with good taste in music, that’s rare,” he says and you both began to laugh. “By the sounds of that I’m assuming you like (yfa/n)?” you asked him and he nodded. “Great guesser you are,” he says causing you to playfully roll your eyes.

You looked down at your phone and looked at the time and it was 3:05. SHIT! You just missed your chance to win tickets. “Fuck my life,” you mumbled to yourself but Jaebum heard. 

“Didn’t win the tickets?” he asked you and you looked at him. “Sadly no… Another year of not seeing them again,” you breathed out disappointed and Jaebum stood there quiet. You were about to say something but Jaebum finally said something. 

“Do you know where they are going to perform?” he asks you and you nodded. “Great. Since you and I both like (Yfa/n) we should sneak in,” he says smirking and you looked at him taken back.

“Are you crazy?” you said surprised and he laughs. “Sometimes,” he says smirking. He pulls out his phone and next thing you know you both swapped numbers.

You both were about to walk your separate ways till you forgot to ask him the most important question. “Wait,” you said as he turned and looked at you. “What is your name?” you asked him and he smiled. “Jaebum, you?” he asks you. “Y/n” you said and that was the last thing you said to each other. 

Until then…


After the day of meeting him you had his number and you were tempted to text him but you stopped yourself. He didn’t even bothering texting you so what was the point? 

He probably forgot about you anyways. It was the day of the concert and you were scrolling through your phone looking at others getting excited to see you idol. 

If only that was you…

As you were depressingly looking at others tweets till your phone vibrates. You looked at the message and it was Jaebum:

Still up to sneak in?

You couldn’t help but to smile in excitement. You never were the type to go against the rules, but there is a first time in everything. So you texted back;

Of course, meet you there~


You arrived at the arena that your idol was performing at and there was a huge line of fans waiting to get in. You looked around hoping to find Jaebum but no sign of him.You looked at your phone and just as you did that you felt your phone vibrate. 

Have you always been this short before~

You looked around and spot Jaebum waving. You giggled and walked up to him. 

“Ready?” he asks you and you looked at him. “What if we get caught?” you ask him and he smiles. “We get caught,” he said and you playfully shoved him. “I’m serious,” you said and he chuckles.

“Just trust me,” he says and you gave in. He pulled out his hand giving you a sign to hold on. You laid your hand on top of his and he looked around and then you guys were off to look for a door to sneak in. 

You went to the back of the arena and just your luck there was a door slightly opened. Your heart was racing from fear yet excitement. He looked at you and couldn’t help but to smile at how nervous you looked. 

You went inside and ended up in weird looking hall. There were probably about 6 doors. Jaebum looked through each door that had a window to make sure there wasn’t anybody who could catch us. 

He found a door that seemed to lead to the arena and luckily it did. But however there was a security standing in front of the door. 

“How are we s-” before you could continue Jaebum covered your mouth with his hand and pulled you into another room. You looked around and it was a closet. 

“What are we doing here?” you whispered and he looked at the door window. “I heard people coming in,” he whispers back and you nodded. 

“Guess we have to stay here till they leave,” you said leaning against the wall. “Patience,” he mumbles teasing you and you smirked. 

After a while there was no one in the hall so you both escaped and eventually found another door that you lead you to the arena and you were finally there. 

The show began and you were just happy as hell. At last you finally to got to see your favorite artist of all time. Jaebum and you began to sing along and dance and it was the best night of your life. 

Leaving there was easy since it seemed like you paid but in reality you sneaked in. 

He walked you over to your car and was standing in front of you.”I had fun,” you said looking up at him since he’s a freaking giant compared to you. 

“Surprisingly me too,” he says and you gave him a look. “What do you mean surprisingly?” you said offended and you see him laugh. “I’m kidding, it’s fun teasing you,” he says and you both laughed. 

“Well guess this is goodbye?” you asked him and he looked at you. “No, don’t think you can get rid of me so easily,” he says smirking and next thing you know you both were looking at each other in the eyes. 

“When can I see you again?” he asks you and your heart was racing. Butterflies grew in your stomach and you felt your cheeks heat up. “Soon,” you blurted out smiling and just as you were about to get in your car Jaebum grabs your hand causing you to look at him and he softly placed his hand on your cheek and pulls you into a kiss.

You weren’t the type to kiss on the first date, but Jaebum was an exception.


You two obviously had to meet for a reason. You two finally met again for a reason. Was that reason was to forgive him? Yes he fucked up but we all make mistakes. 

But what if you let him back into your life and he cheats on you again?

How are you suppose to handle another heartbreak?

You couldn’t even manage the first time he broke your heart… You felt like you were about to die from so much pain in your heart. 

You sat up and placed your hands on your head and took a deep breath.

You think you finally made up your mind….


Dan Howell Imagine: Cheeks Brighter than Stage Lights

pairing: Dan x reader

contains: light swearing, secondhand embarrassment, the feels

prompt: y/n meets Dan and Phil at a convention and Dan seems to have a thing for the reader :)

You need: y/n: your name; y/c/n: your channel name


For the last 2 months I have been so excited for SitC it nearly killed me. And finally, the day has arrived. Since I left my hotel in the morning I have constantly been busy and kinda even missed a short meeting about my most important show in the afternoon. I believe I have never been so nervous before – The panel included Dan and Phil, and me. This combination was kind of my own fault: The first and last time I saw Dan Howell in person I made a fool of myself, accidentally spilled a drink all over him and then ran off. Worst part: What a wonderful impression I must have left with one of the most famous people on all of social media. I briefly mentioned the incident in a vlog and with that created a meme of me doing the most ridiculous things when meeting the internet sensation: “Meet Dan Howell be like: he needs wet pants.”

But instead of ignoring it, what I had hoped for, Dan tweeted me his momentary favourite out of all the edits along with a private message already apologising for it. To be fair, that was sincere and cute and it made me feel even worse about being too socially awkward for a proper conversation with this handsome mess.

But back to my panel: I can hear the crowd cheering outside and my stomach turns. No going back now. A staff member receives me at stage entry and tells me he will give me a sign when I have to go on, even though the sign wouldn’t be necessary: I can hear Phil’s voice announcing me.

“Of course we couldn’t ask us questions on our own, could we? So we brought a friend! Say hello to y/n aka y/c/n!”

The crowd cheers again and the stage hand gives me the sign. I breath once more and enter the stage, where I am nearly overwhelmed by the noise. I laugh. Not from something funny but from the incredibility of the situation. I’ve had panels before, but they were all so much smaller! Now that I share a stage with Dan and Phil I realise how big an audience actually can get. I lift the microphone the stage hand gave me to my lips. “Oh my god, this is loud! Hi! How you doing?”

Phil hugs me and so does Dan. OMG. Like, literally. It would be way less mind-blowing if I had not missed out on meeting them earlier to properly introduce without disgracing myself. All I know now is what we’re doing: I tweeted an hour ago that I was going to have the unique opportunity to interview online legends danisnotonfire and AmazingPhil – with questions from my audience. All I have to do now is pull out my phone and start shooting. That’s how well I prepared myself for a panel with the Dan Howell and the Phil Lester. I could hit myself. With a chair. To the face. But now here I am. Yay.

They smell amazing by the way. I am still in omg-mode but I think I’m quite good at covering it up. Maybe my face went a bit red?

“So we finally meet again!” I say sheepishly and place myself on the bar stool opposite the two handsome giants. There is no script whatsoever, I think I have to make this up as I go. What a good foundation to not embarrass myself within the first 5 minutes.  

“Yeah,” Dan replies and chuckles, “Great to see you again! Let’s hope you don’t spill another drink all over me.”

Now I’m most definitely red. My cheeks must be making the stage lights unnecessary. Still I laugh and hide my face in the free hand. The boys laugh as well. The audience cheers.

“Hey, not everybody has such a cool story about how they met Dan for the first time!” Phil jokes with his incredibly happy attitude and we laugh again. “That’s true.” Dan comments.

“I promise I won’t be as clumsy today. After all, all I have to do is sit and ask questions that aren’t even from me: What could go wrong?” Optimistically I look at their fans and give a thumbs up, earning laughter and cheers. I am amazed by how much they interact with me since basically everything we do on stage gets a huge reaction. I don’t even know if I would wish to be as famous as the two guys because wow, how do they handle this? Finally my eyes find their way back to the boys, I give them a smile and they return it. I am flashed by how bright the room gets when I see Dan’s cheeks widen and his dimples pop up.

Pull it together, man, you’re trying to be professional and have all the time you want to swoon over a cute boy later. I tell myself. More or less successful.

“So, let’s see what my sweet fans are dying to ask you!” I introduce the questionnaire and pop out my phone. Scrolling through just before the show now proves to have been a good idea and I almost already know what to ask them. We go on: What’s your flat like behind the camera? Are you messy? What would you make your url if you were a fan blog? Where would you want to spent the end of the world? And: What’s your favourite meme?

“Oh, I can answer this one for Dan! It’s most certainly you spilling water over his pants.” Phil yells and I realise I should not have asked this question. Dan laughs and nods with embarrassment in his eyes, “I think I even know his favourite version. Now, don’t pin me to this, but is it the edit where somebody put something like: ‘Meet Dan Howell and be like: put water on his shirt so he takes it off.'”

Again, I dig my face deep into my hands to cover up the glowing colour my cheeks have accomplished. But still, I laugh. As well as Dan. “Yeah, that’s actually nearly right!” he says, “Meet Dan Howell be like: wet t-shirt contest.”

“Why have I done this to myself?” I cry in awkwardness but also filled with laughter. You wouldn’t believe how happy I was he took it lightly and even appreciated the joke my and his fans made from it. Even though I’m not sure if people started out joking with or about me, in the end it is all the same: It got me a spot on a panel with Dan and Phil. Damn, I’m lucky.

“Nah, nothing held against you. You were cute enough for me to let it slide.”

I swallow. Dan Howell literally just said that he thought I was cute. WHAT?! These things don’t happen to me. A hoot from the audience proves my ears just heard him right and for a few seconds my brain looks for handbooks on how to react.

“Phew, don’t flatter me like that!” is all it finds.

“Too bad you didn’t stay, maybe he would’ve asked you out!” Phil adds jokingly but I don’t think he is seeing the look his best friend is giving me just now. It’s not staring but I can’t really describe it – a very vigorous glance maybe? And after Phil’s words, he looks caught.

“Haha, yeah!” he says, “look at what you missed out on.” - Confident as ever. But he looks at neither me nor the audience. He looks at Phil with a hint of  'Why would you do this to me?’

For the rest of the show I make sure to only ask innocent questions that would not imply anything too risky; I am still amazing at running a show, even if nothing scandalous gets revealed. Pow, that’s how you do it. At the end it takes us forever to say goodbye to the audience because obviously they would not stop cheering, but when time is up you have to go; Tight schedules with high end YouTubers.

Finally, I get the chance to be a bit of a fangirl myself.

“This was amazing!” my lips disgorge as I walk off stage, “Thank you so much for the opportunity! When I met you last year I honestly thought you hated me and then the tweet and now the panel and I’m just very glad we can laugh about it. This was honestly an honour.”

Concluding my statement I turn around to only see Dan. Phil appeared to have been held back by a stage manager who gave him whatever kind of information. Suddenly, I felt the awkwardness crawl back up from my feet.

“Seriously, no worries!” He replies with his cute high pitched laugh, “You’re being incredibly adorable again.”

I turn blank. He smiles. Nothing happens for a moment because I froze. Until he continues speaking.

“Okay, seriously though. I meant that when I said it earlier on stage and Phil literally repeated what I told him after you had run off last year. I just kinda didn’t want to ask you out via Twitter. So, I’m doing it now because I still think you’re cute.”

Update: I’m still frozen. His wonderful eyes are downsized by an enquiring frown as he shoves his huge hands (like honestly, huge!) into the pockets of his way too skinny jeans for me not to faint. But I pull myself together. I clear my throat.

“I think that would be nice.”

And just like that, he gives me his number. We agree on 8pm in the hotel lobby. What the fuck.


Tank you so much for reading! It’s a bit of a sloppy story but I really wanted to finally post something on this blog again ’_’

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Love & Misadventures: Chapter 24

Love & Misadventures, a sequel to Is this Happening?

A Harry Styles Imagine Series


Only one more chapter (or two) until this series is over!

Enjoy my loves. xx

Chapter 24: Ready to Run

May 2nd 2015

Your POV

Madeline and I were up early on Saturday to support Oliver at his first come back tournament. Oliver had called me last night before he came over, telling me how nervous he was since there were going to be major PGA athletes spectating this tournament, so we couldn’t miss it.

“Oliver!” I shouted when I spotted him with the number ‘13′ pinned to his shirt with Sarah next to him, under the check-in tent.

My 6 foot tall best friend turned around with a huge smile on his face then he and Sarah made their way over to us through the sea of people.

“Good luck Ollie!” Madeline was the first to hug him while I hugged Sarah.

“Good luck loser.” I said in his ear as I hugged him which made him smile.

“It really means a lot to me that you guys are here! So thank you!” He clapped his hands together.

“I’m going to go look for David,” Sarah nodded at Oliver and he gave her a quick peck on her temple before she skipped away.

Last night Oliver came over and we finally hung out just us two because Madeline was off in her room chatting with Niall. Since all Oliver and I did the past month was study together, we never had time to talk about life outside of school. He told me about how Sarah and him had been dating for the past couple months and that he was starting to really like her. They had a lot more things in common than he expected and he said she made him really happy, which I was more than thrilled for him. Oliver deserved a great girl by his side.

After many, many ignored calls, Madeline decided to accept one of Niall’s calls and listened to him apologize profusely for what happened. They resolved their issue pretty quickly because Niall couldn’t stand not talking to Madeline. They agreed to always be open and honest with each other from now on, which they already pretty much were, but since Niall hadn’t had a girlfriend in forever, he was still learning.

I remembered Harry saying that to me once, that he couldn’t stand the silent treatment… but I guess he’s over it now.

I caught Oliver up on everything that happened between Harry and I, he had been wondering since that article about Nadine and Harry hit the news. As I told him everything that happened between us in the past few weeks, he listened intently and after I finished, Oliver gave me advice from his perspective, which was that Harry and I needed to really talk it out in person. 

“Do you love him Y/N?” Oliver asked as he opened up two new bottles of beers.

“Of course I love him.” I sighed and took a bottle from his hand.

“Then why are you being so stubborn? It’s just a city and it’s not like he’s a bad person when he’s around his ‘L.A. crowd’,” Oliver made quotation marks with his fingers.

“Yeah he isn’t a bad-” But Oliver cut me off.

“Then let it go! In my honest opinion, Harry didn’t do anything wrong. I’m sorry but that’s just how I see it. I mean yes, the whole Nadine kissing him and being at the club with him could’ve definitely been avoided, but the whole general argument of him being in L.A., that shouldn’t be an issue. Harry bought that house before he met you, he is forever a part of that celebrity scene and all of that comes with being his girlfriend among a lot of other things… So my question is, do you still love him enough to accept that part of him?”

I was quiet for a moment, racking in my brain everything that happened between Harry and I, my heavy heart was missing him terribly and I would be lying if I said I was okay. It had been almost a week since Harry and I have spoken and I was going insane. I knew that all of this could be easily fixed if I apologized to Harry and accepted that he was going to be in L.A. for a while, but I also needed him to see my side as well. I guess a part of me was still hurt over Nadine kissing him, even though I knew he was already over Derek landing one on me.

“I do love him Ollie. More than anything.” I admitted.

Oliver scooted himself closer and wrapped his arm around me, “Then talk to him, this whole break thing isn’t doing either of you any good.”

Ten minutes later Sarah came back with a boy that had Oliver’s number pinned to his shirt and Oliver handed him his golf clubs. 

“Y/N, Madeline, this is David, my caddie for the day. I’ve been giving him private lessons once a week.” Oliver introduced us.

The boy’s was built similarly to Oliver, tall, thin and fit. He was almost six foot, but had blonde hair and blue eyes, extremely cute and really shy, he blushed as he shook our hands and stammered, “Hi, nice to meet you both.”

This tournament was a tough one and I could tell that Oliver was letting his nerves get to him. Sarah, Madeline and I walked the entire 18 course, cheering him on and support him and for a while, Oliver was not doing so well.

“Ollie. You got this.” I lightly slapped his face as he waited for his turn.

“I know, fuck… I can’t believe I messed up that 7th hole.” He said to us as he took the water bottle from David’s hand and gulped down two mouth fulls. 

“Shake it off Oliver, you can do this. I believe in you.” Sarah patted his arm and I could see that she made him feel at ease. Madeline and I both looked at each other, telepathically agreeing that she’s perfect for him.

After a gruesome four hours, Oliver placed second in the tournament. Which wasn’t bad for someone who hadn’t actually competed in almost three years.

Madeline and I treated Oliver, Sarah and David out for dinner afterwards at one of Oliver’s favorite restaurants, Mighty Quinn’s, a BBQ place.

“Why… are people talking pictures of us?” David asked as he nodded towards a group of girls that were sitting a few tables from us.

“Ah shit, I’m so sorry about that.” I apologized.

“Sorry Sarah, Sorry David…” Madeline shook her head.

“It’s alright!” Sarah smiled at then turned to David, “Y/N and Madeline are famous.”

“No, our boyfriends are.” Madeline took a drink of her water.

“What? Really? Who are your boyfriends?” David was intrigued.

“One Direction.” Oliver teased.

I lightly hit Oliver in the arm, “We are not dating the entire group.”

“No way…” David looked at us with wide-eyes.

“I’m sorry guys, I’m sure your social media is going to be blowing up any minute now.” I apologized again.

“What? Why? They don’t know us.” Sarah raised her eyebrow.

“Oh but they will. Directioners find out who people are that are associated with the boys are their girlfriends faster than FBI can track a call.” Madeline stirred the straw in her glass of water.

“Oh shit, no way.” Sarah pulled out her phone and soon enough, she was being tagged in a ton of tweets and IG posts and then a while later David’s phone as well.

“I am so sorry guys…” I felt my cheeks turning red.

“Y/N. Stop apologizing. It’s really okay, I already warned Sarah about it… she just didn’t believe me.” Oliver chuckled.

Sarah scrolled through twitter and saw that Oliver had been tagged in a ton of photos with me, I saw her quickly glance at us before she scrolled through some more photos.

Oliver put his hand over her the screen of her phone, “Come on, let’s ignore it for now and enjoy dinner.”

Sarah nodded and turned her phone on silent, David did the same after he switched all his accounts to private.

As we ate, we all talked about our future plans. Sarah was planning graduate at NYU in Biology then hopefully get into medical school to become a Sports Medical Physician. 

Oliver was still set on being a doctor himself, but wasn’t sure if Pediatrics was his calling, he said he will find out what he really wants once he actually gets into medical school.

David came from a wealthy family and was already had a shoe-in at Columbia since his father was an alumni there. I told him it was a great school and that Oliver and I absolutely loved it there.

Madeline said Vogue already offered her a position after she graduated and she planned on working there for a few years for experience and then hopefully her designs will be noticed and she’ll have her own line of clothing.

As for me, Sarah and David didn’t know about my secret, so I told them that I was debating on taking over the C.E.O. position of Sony U.S.A., but Oliver and Madeline knew that a part of me wanted to be a musician as well.

After dinner, Madeline and I went home, quickly showered and then joined Louis at a club with his friends.

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May 3rd 2015

Your POV

Louis and I spent the entire day together since he was leaving to L.A. that evening. Liam was already on his way there from London while Niall and Zayn weren’t scheduled to fly into California for a few more days.

“How are you holding up Louis? I mean honestly… all you’ve doing in clubbing and I know that’s exactly what you’re going to do in Cali and when you’re in Vegas.” I asked as I handed him a cup of tea that I had made. Louis actually gave me a English tea-making lesson earlier that week, I got the hang of it faster than he thought I would.

“I miss her, can’t deny that… but I’m not going to beg her to take me back, you know? She’s happier without me, so it seems.” Louis fiddled with the handle on the tea cup, “I still love her and I want her to be happy, it hurts like hell to be without her so that’s why I drink, I’ve told you this.”

“Oh Lou, you can’t keep drinking like that. You’re going to fuck up your liver.” I shook my head as I took the seat next to him on the couch.

“I’ll be fine. Really!” He winked at me.

“Okay, well if you get alcohol poisoning and need your stomach pumped, I will personally fly to where ever you are and punch the living day lights out of you.” I huffed.

“Wow! I can really feel the love!” Louis grinned, “Anyway, must be nice that you don’t have to take a single final this week huh?”

“Yes!” I nodded as I sipped on my tea. Since I had an A in each class by after the last round of exams, I was exempted from my finals, which was a relief. I ended the semester with a GPA of 4.3, so I was quite proud of myself.

“Why don’t you and Madeline join us in L.A.? We’ll be there until the end of May since our next leg doesn’t even start again until June.” Louis suggested.

“Really? That long? I thought you guys would leave right after the Billboards.”

“No… we all have to finish some writing for the fifth album, oh and we are going to be on James Corden… don’t tell anyone about that.” He clucked his tongue.

“That’s awesome! He’s so funny! I like him!”

“Then you should come to L.A. with me! Join us! I know Zayn misses you and so does Liam… and-”

“Oh I don’t know…”

“Just promise me you’ll think about it, alright?” Louis nudged my arm.

“Alright, I promise to think about it.”

Louis accompanied me to a museum, having to hide himself. At first he was going to just wearing a hoodie but I told him that he would look silly wearing his hood up in a museum, so he wore a beanie instead but of course, girls still recognized him.

“Have you read ‘The Psychopath Test’?” I asked as we looked at an exhibit.

“Is that a book…?” Louis’ Doncaster accent will never get old to me.

“Yeah, it’s pretty good. I just finished it last night, you should read it, I think you would like it.” We walked together side by side.

“Why is that?”

“It talks about the idea that many corporate and government leaders are psychopaths… it’s really interesting.” I nodded.

“Yeah? Well if you suggest it, I guess I’ll have to give it a shot. I’ll be able to understand it right? I know you’re a genius and all so don’t give me a book that will have me googling every other word.”

I let out a big laugh and quickly covered my mouth to quiet myself, “Yes! You’ll be able to understand it, dork. I’ll give it to you to read on your six hour flight.”

A huge group of girls were waiting outside of the museum for Louis after we finished and Alberto swiftly guided us into a suburban and got us out of there. Funny thing, Alberto and I got to know each other while he was in New York with Louis, he was such a great person and he really did care for Louis a lot. We both agreed that Louis’ mouth was definitely going to get him in trouble one day; I was really happy Louis had someone like him protecting him.

Louis finished packing his things after we got back and had a homemade dinner booked by Madeline with Oliver and I before he boarded a private jet to L.A with Oli, Calvin, Alberto, his manager and the rest of his team.

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May 4th 2015

Harry’s POV

It had been a week since Y/N and I talked and I thought I was going to lose my damn mind. Jeff, Ben and James could tell something was off about me but I really didn’t want to tell them what was going on between Y/N and I. I felt bad for what I said to her, about running to Louis’ for everything, but she did. I was more private about our matters, while Y/N liked to talk to her closest friends, which was fine, as long as they didn’t give me shit for it, but I already knew I was going to get an earful when I saw Louis today.

Louis, Zayn and Liam decided to rent out a nice place to stay in Beverly Hills, near my house, saying they didn’t want to inconvenience me. Niall told me he would probably stay with me for a few days and then the rest of the other boys for a few days. I honestly didn’t feel like playing host while Y/N and I were on a break, knowing that they were probably all going to tell me to stop being stubborn and apologize to her or something of the nature.

Louis and Liam were suppose to come over for dinner this evening so I hired a great chef to cook dinner and invited James, Jeff and Ben as well, wanting to make it a guys night.

As the chef was preparing dinner, I heard my doorbell ring around 6pm, which was odd since I told everyone to come at 7. 

I opened the door to see Louis and Liam standing in front of me, Liam holding two bottles of wine in his hands. 

“Harry!” Liam gave me a quick hug and then walked inside.

Not even two seconds later, I felt a strong kick on my ass which nearly knocked me on my knees but I grabbed onto the doorknob for support.

“Louis! You wanker!” I shouted as I balanced myself, Louis gripped my arm and helped me stand up.

“I promised Y/N, I would kick your arse and I always keep my promises.” Louis huffed but then he shrugged,“So how you doin’? You look quite tan there Harold.”

“You dick.” I spat as I slammed the door shut.

“Yes, I do have one mate.” Louis clucked his tongue as he made his way in the kitchen.

I shook it off and introduce Liam and Louis to the chef and then all three of us walked out onto the bridge that connect my house and the guest house and talked.

“Zayn is coming in with Niall on the 8th.” Liam leaned his back against the rail.

“Yeah? So what exactly is the plan the next few weeks? Hit the studio? Record? Taping with James? Billboards?” Louis pulled out his phone to answer his text messages.

“Sounds about right.” I nodded.

“You boys ready for the rest of the tour?” Liam asked.

To be honest? I wasn’t. I didn’t feel like performing when I was feeling like shit. I didn’t want to start touring again without Y/N. She told me she was going to be by my side all summer and now that we were on this stupid break, I didn’t know when the hell I was even going to even see her again.

“Earth to Harold?” Louis’ voice brought me out of my thoughts.

“Oh, sorry… yeah, no I’m not sure if I’m ready.” I didn’t want to lie to them.

“It is because of Y/N?” Liam asked as he placed a hand on my shoulder.

I didn’t say anything and they both knew that my silence meant it was because of her.

Louis had a long chat with me about Y/N while Liam listened, telling me how she felt after we fought and what she told him, I was curious since she sure as well wasn’t telling me and it made me feel a bit better knowing she had missed me.

As soon as James, Ben and Jeff showed up, I pushed my problems to the side and enjoyed my evening with friends.

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May 7th 2015

Your POV

“Okay babe, get there safe, text me or call me when you can… I love you too… bye.”  I heard Madeline say as she walked out of her room.

“Niall on his way to L.A.?” I asked her after she hung up.

She nodded with a big smile on her face, “Yeah. He should get there in about 12 hours.”

Madeline had been working tirelessly all week on her final project for class and then her part-time job at Vogue. She was exhausted so we agreed that this week was going to be very low key so that she could catch up on her rest.

Before I could say anything, my phone starting vibrating on the table and I saw a picture of my mother and I in Singapore light up my screen.

“Hello? Mom?”

“Darling! How are you?” My mum’s cheerful voice boomed through the receiver.

“I’m okay, I’m glad this school year is over.” I motioned at Madeline to eat the sandwich that I had made for us.

“Your father, Aaron, Lisa and I are in L.A., we were wondering if you and Madeline were planning to come here.”

“You’re in L.A.? You all are? Why?” I was really surprised.

“Well we are all planning to hit Vegas next week since we’re going to the Billboards. Speaking of! Your lovely boyfriends have been nominated for a few awards this year! You two are coming right?” 

I hesitated to answer, I wasn’t sure if I was ready to face Harry, much less thousands of other artists and celebrities.

“I saw the article Y/N, do you want to talk about it baby?” My mum’s voice was now full of concern.

“Which article…?” I sucked my bottom lip in.

“The one about that model kissing him. Your father and I are worried about you.” 

I felt my stomach drop a bit, of course my parents know about it, “You don’t have too. I’m okay. We are working it out.” 

“Working what out? You honestly don’t think he’s cheating on you, do you?”

“No. I don’t think he is, I’m just still upset that he could’ve avoided all of that.”

“What do you mean?”

“He didn’t have to go to the club with her.”

“Y/N, that’s silly. They are friends and so what she has a little crush on him? It’s not as if he feels anything for her.”

“How do you know mom?”

“Because I see the way he looks at you. When I met him in New York, the time I spent with him in Singapore and lord, all the paparazzi pictures of you two together… he looks at you as if you are the only person on the planet. I know that he loves you. I don’t doubt that one bit.” My mom said confidently which brought tears to my eyes.

“We’ve been arguing a lot lately, I’m just a bit overwhelmed with everything so I asked for a break.”

“What in the world is a break?”

I almost let out a laugh as I wiped away the stray tears that fell, “I just asked for space so that I can rethink this relationship.”

“Y/N… I know you, I can see how much he means to you, do you really want to walk away from him?”

“I don’t know anymore. I do love him and honestly, I don’t even know why we are even still on this break anymore. At first, it was because of him being in L.A. but now I realize that I’m being silly… I’m so exhausted.” I admitted to her.

“Then you know what you have to do.”

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May 8th 2015

Harry’s POV

I wanted Niall to come out with me this evening but he was really jet-lagged so he decided to crash in one of my guest rooms instead. Jeff, Glenne, James, Julia and I decided to go out to dinner together and I might have had one too many drinks.

A few fans saw us and asked for pictures and it took me a minute to gather myself before posing and then as we left, we were bombarded with paparazzi. James and Julia decided to take the back entrance, since Julia hated being papped, but Jeff, Glenne and I were sort of used to it. 

After I climbed in the car, I checked my phone to see if Y/N had called or texted but there was nothing, almost two weeks since we’ve spoken and I was about to break. I needed to hear her voice and if it wasn’t for all the damn work we had to do this up coming week, I probably would’ve flown to New York by now.

My phone was opened up to her text conversation and my thumb hovered over my keypad as I debated on sending her a text.

“Harry, you alright?” Glenne asked.

“Yeah! I’m good…” I grinned then locked my phone.

“Drunk? Your face is flushed!” She pinched my cheeks as Jeff just shook his head at us. Glenne oddly reminded me of Gemma at times, the way she teased me and joked around with me.

“I’m pretty sure I am.” I slurred.

“Well we’re almost to your house. Don’t throw up now.” Jeff chuckled as he leaned forward and looked at me from the other end of the backseat.

“I won’t, I won’t…” I waved him off.

“Whoa… guess what someone just sent me….” Jeff held up his phone to show us a picture of Nadine and Derek together at a restaurant close to the one we were just at.

“That’s… nice.” I didn’t know what else to say.

“I haven’t seen or talked to Nadine since that night she kissed you and now she’s all cozy with one of the biggest music producers in L.A.? What’s going on with her?” Jeff questioned.

“I couldn’t tell you. I haven’t talked to her since that night either. I think I’m going to be staying away from her from now on…” I sighed.

“Are you and Y/N okay? We’ve noticed you’ve been a bit down lately.” Glenne asked.

“I honestly have no idea anymore.” I drunkenly admitted.

“Why don’t you give her a call?” Jeff suggested.

“It’s like 3am in New York right now.” I looked at the time on my phone.

“So? I think she’ll pick up no matter what time you call her.” Glenne nodded as she laced her hand in Jeff’s.

“Yeah… maybe I will.”

I had been out since 8 o’clock that evening and it was midnight now, I was out right knackered and needed my bed. 

Our driver for the evening dropped me off at my house and I stumbled into it,l. I tried not to be so loud knowing that Niall was probably knocked out down the hall from me, but I failed miserably when I tripped over my feet and almost face-planted on my wooden floors.

“Holy shit, Harry! You alright mate?” Niall’s voice scared the hell out of me as he put one of my arms around his shoulder.

“Yeah! I’m fine! Sorry mate, did I wake you?” I slurred as I turned my head towards him.

“No, I slept pretty much all day, I’m wide awake now. Up and at’em.” Niall’s arm was around my waist as he helped stand and walked me up the stairs.

“Thanks, you’re a good friend Niall.”

“You would do the same for me.” He shook his head.

“Get some sleep Harry,” Niall sat me down on my bed and I kicked off my boots and took off my blazer.

“I miss her.” I finally allowed myself to say outloud.

“I know you do.” Niall stood up straight and stretched his arms over his head.

“What if she doesn’t want to be with me anymore?” I felt my heart cripple as I dropped my head in my hands.

“Don’t think like that Harry, she said she just needed space right?”

“Yeah but we’ve been arguing and fighting so much, I miss being with her. I miss being us. You know what I realized today?” I rubbed my face and looked up at him,

“What’s up?” Niall leaned against the wall parallel from me.

“I haven’t done anything particularly special for her lately…”


“You know… I just really haven’t done anything to make her feel like she’s everything to me. I keep telling her but I haven’t actually shown it and I think I need too.”

“Hey, whatever you want to do Harry, I’m not going to stop you.” Niall held up his hands.

“When I first met her, I did everything I could to get her because I fell in love with her and now that I’m thinking about it, I stopped doing those things.”

“Oh… well you know, I’ll help you if you want! I’m quite romantic myself you know.” Niall motioned a hair flip.

“Okay, now that’s a lie.” I chuckled as I slightly leaned back and pulled my phone out of my pocket.

“Hey! I take offense to that.” 

“What’s the most romantic thing you’ve done for Madeline?” I set my phone on my side table, along with my wallet and keys.

“I’ve surprised her with a candle light dinner! Sent her flowers! Showed up at her place and cooked her dinner… I… ummm… whatever! I’m romantic!” Niall pouted.

“Okay, okay you’re romantic. Now let me get some sleep you leprechaun.” I laid down on my side and rolled to the center of my bed.

“Good night you lanky tree.” Niall mumbled before he shut the door to my room.

That night, I fell asleep dreaming of Y/N.

- - - - -

May 10th 2015

Your POV

What am I going to do? Seriously. 

I haven’t been able to sleep properly the last few weeks because I had missed Harry so much and I was going insane trying to decide if I wanted to continue this relationship or not.

I love Harry with everything but I was starting to realize that love isn’t enough sometimes. Yes, I knew that when I agreed to be his girlfriend, it came with a lot attached to it, such as the lack of privacy and constant paparazzi. 

But at the same time, it’s Harry. I was deeply in love with him and I don’t think anything could ever change that.

I had recorded a new cover last night and I was debating on whether to share it publicly or not. It was already uploaded onto my account but was set as a private video. It was one of my favorite songs and it described exactly how I felt about Harry.

I let out a big sigh as I listened and flipped open the book that was sitting on my lap, Lullabies by Lang Leav. 

After a minute or so, I heard a loud voice boom through the intercom and pulled out an ear phone, “Good evening Ms. Y/L/N, this is Captain Jerry Bright and we are preparing to leave the hanger, please turn off all electronic devices or switch them onto flight mode.”

I decided to hit the share button next to my cover before I switched my iPad and iPhone on airplane mode.

I stared out the window as the plane reversed onto the runway and positioned itself.

My cover of ‘Unconditionally’ by Katy Perry kept playing in my ear since it fully loaded before I turned the iPad to airplane mode; I changed up the notes here and there, made it my own and it sounded pretty damn good.

“We’re preparing for take off Ms. Y/N.” The flight attendant, Carrie, smiled at me as she headed towards her seat.

“Thank you.” I shut my book, put my iPad in my lap after I hit shuffle on my iTunes and waited for the jet to ascend as I looked out of the window.

The captain came back on the intercom and I listened to him with my right ear as ‘Ready to Run’ started playing in my left ear.

“Good evening Ms. Y/L/N, it is now 6:30pm here in New York. Our flight will take approximately 5 hours and 45 minutes, we should arrive in Los Angeles around 9:15pm Pacific.”

I took a deep breath as the lights turned off and the plane quickly ran down the runway and the lifted up into the air.

‘This time I’m ready to run, where ever you are is the place I belong.’

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<3 M

Sexy Photos // 4/4 preference


Idk how to explain this one, but basically photos of you end up online? I quite like this one ;)


ding! You have 200 new twitter mentions.

200! The notification flashed up on your phone screen. You were in the middle of icing cupcakes when your phone started rapidly alerting you. Hearing a familiar chuckle coming from the couch, you glace over at your boyfriend with an arched brow. You only ever got this many twitter notifications when he mentioned you in a tweet. Suddenly becoming suspicious, you pick you your phone, and open up twitter.

@michaelskitten: omfg is that @Y/T/N?! @Calum5SOS

@kewtykat: I’m so jealous of @Calum5SOS right now. @Y/T/N is hot!

@thatshellamint: oooooooh @Calum5SOS!!! Does @Y/T/N know? haha xD

Oh god. Last time you got mentions like this, Calum had tweeted about your shopping trip to Victoria’s Secret. You click on his username, preparing yourself for the worst. 

@Calum5SOS: Baking had me like ;)

You widen your eyes as the photo appears on your phone screen. 

“CALUM THOMAS HOOD! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!?” You yelled to your smirking boyfriend.

“What? You were looking sexy, so I took the opportunity,” he shrugs, replying casually. “Anyway, you’re basically asking for it, you know.”

“Oh yeah?” You were sitting on the arm of the couch now, looking down at Calum with the beginning of a grin forming on your lips.

“You’re baking in your underwear, (Y/N), what did you expect me to do.”

“Well I may have been expecting other things, but… It seems that you never caught my drift,” you crawl onto Calum. You position yourself so that you’re straddling him, and you can feel the beginning of his hardness. “But I do have to admit, I look pretty hot.”

He rested one hand on you hip while the other traced along your thighs. “You do.”


“Cuddles!” Calum jumped on the couch.

“Argh,” you groaned, your eyes still shut. It was early in the morning and you were snuggled beside your boyfriend Luke. The both of you had been asleep until Calum decided to jump on you.

“Go away Cal,” Luke mumbled into your hair, one of his arms laying over you protectively.

“But you guys look so cute. Hang on,” Cal’s fumbling around cause you to open you eyes and look up to see what he was doing.

 Calum had his phone out, and he looked like he was about to take a picture. “Say cheese!” Just as he snapped the picture, you covered your face with your arm, and Luke buried his face into your back, muttering swear words. “That’s so going on instagram,” you could hear the smirk in his voice as he walked away.

Seconds later both of your phones dinged, alerting you that @calumhood had taken a picture of you. You reached for you phone, which was conveniently beside you, to survey the damage.

Late night? @luke_is_a_penguin @Y/IG/N ;)

You chuckle as you read the photo’s caption, rolling over and handing your phone over so Luke could see.

A faint blush rose up Luke’s neck, telling you he had read it. “How does he always know?” He mumbled, brushing his thumb over your hipbone.

“How does he always know what, Lucas?” You arch a brow, running your fingers through his perfectly dishevelled hair. You knew exactly what he meant, but Luke always got uncomfortable talking about sex, and it was adorable to see him blushing like a little kid.

His already pink face reddened. “Uh… You know… Like-“ You cut him off by placing your lips lightly on his.


It’s late and you couldn’t sleep, so you opened your laptop and decided to scroll though tumblr. You felt like checking out the “5SOS” tag, and you were absentmindedly surfing until you saw a familiar picture. You scrolled back up, just to make sure you were imagining things. You weren’t.

“Ashton,” you nudged your sleeping boyfriend.

“Mmmm?” He mumbled, still obviously half asleep.

“Ash, this is urgent, please wake up,” you had a twinge of panic in your voice now as you hit him with your pillow.

Ashton finally sat up, rubbing his eyes. His voice was serious as he spoke. “Babe? What’s wrong?” You felt tears stinging in your eyes as you passed him the laptop. “Shit…”



Ashton and Y/N ;)

“Ash what are we going to do,” your breathing quickened and it felt like you were about to have an anxiety attack. This was a private photo. No one was meant to see it expect you and Ash. No one. “How did anyone even get it?”

“I don’t know (Y/N), I don’t know…” Ashton closed the laptop, and pulled you close to him, taking your hand in his and brushing circles across the back of your hand. “No one has proof this is us, ok? It’s going to be alright…”

You snuggled into his side, throwing an arm over his bare chest. “Promise?”

Ashton sighed ever so softly, and you knew deep down, that this would come back to haunt you. “Whatever happens, (Y/N), I’ll be right beside you. That, I can promise.”


“So Michael, we hear you’ve got a girlfriend?” The TV interviewer asks. The boys were in the middle of a big interview with MTV, and you were sitting off camera watching them. 

“Yeah, I do actually,” your boyfriend, Michael, caught your eye and grinned. “(Y/N) and I have been dating for, I think it’s two years now.“

“Two years? Wow! That’s a long time for a young couple like you two!”

“Well we’ve known each other since high school. She’s my best friend and I love her with all my heart. She’s been the one keeping me sane with all this newfound attention.” A smile grew on you lips as Michael spoke.

“So boys,” the interviewer turned to Calum, Ashton and Luke. “You’re all single. What’s it like when (Y/N)’s on tour with you all?

The boys shared a quick smirk between them before Calum took the microphone. “It’s quite loud. If you know what I mean.”

“Oh my fucking god,” you mutter to yourself, shaking your head. Calum looks over at you and you raise a single finger to him.

“I don’t think (Y/N)’s too happy you just said that,” Michael laughs, shaking his head at Calum.

“Well with what Calum said, that leads us perfectly to this. We found this picture, care to explain?” The interviewer shows a piece of paper to the boys, to which Michael throws his head back in laughter. Oh shit, you think.

“Holy shit!” Calum pats Michael on the back, while Luke shoots you an almost apologetic expression.

Mikey holds up the piece of paper to the camera. “So this is my incredibly sexy girlfriend, (Y/N), everyone!”

“We all still wonder how on earth he got a girlfriend, and how the hell (Y/N) puts up with him,” Ashton adds. “It’s a mystery.” 

You feel your face reddening as your eyes land on the picture. “Fuck me.” You bury your head in your hands.

“Later babe,” Mikey winks at you. You hadn’t realised you’d said that out loud. 


2/4 (CAKE) They find your tumblr.



It had just turned 10 at night and I was aimlessly scrolling through Tumblr, mostly looking at myself because the 5sos fam seemed to like posting pictures of me. Was I really that pretty? Lost in my own world I didn’t notice Luke calling my name from the couch opposite.


‘Yeah, sorry babe I wasn’t paying attention.’

‘I noticed…did you have an old Tumblr account?’ He spoke the last part quite fast, it took me a second to understand what he said.

‘No…’ He found it. Oh God. How can I pull this off? He already found my old tweets about them. What if he finds the fanfiction? He cannot read the fanfiction.

‘You did! Look I found it right here and I read the fanfiction, quite good if you ask me, you got Michael on point, should of wrote more about me though, have you seen me, I’m sexy!’ He shoved the phone in my face, the screen to bright to actually see anything that was on it.

‘Oh my gosh. You read?’

‘Shut up; just admit that I found your blog…and your fanfiction.’

‘Fine, you found it. And anyway the fanfiction was fun to write.’

‘And why was that.’ He gave me a smirk and attempted a wink.

‘Because it means that I can do all that with you now.’ And with that he took my hand and pulled me into his lap, lips crashing onto each other, hungry for each other. I guess you can see were that went.


I was on the phone to my best friend, we were planning a shopping trip as we haven’t seen each other in while and I missed her. Just as we were saying our goodbyes Calum’s voice came ringing through the room.

‘We found your Tumblr!’

‘What.’ I did not want this happen. He couldn’t find out. This is too embarrassing!

‘We found your Tumblr, well Luke did. No idea how though. We read some of your fanfictions about us…’

‘Well, they were pretty good if I do say so myself.’

‘Yeah they were, my ones were the best though, and I was obviously your fave though right? I mean by the way you wrote about me makes it obvious.’

‘You were my fave…I think I’m more of an Ashton girl now.’ I gave him a wink as I stood up, making my way to the kitchen. 

‘Hey! That’s not fair, I cuddle you!’ He pouted at me, stepping closer.

‘I was joking Cal, of course you’re my fave. Did you find anything else on my Tumblr?’

‘I found some of your old selfies, like this one’ He showed me the lock screen of his phone which was a picture of me from a year ago, hair just dyed and I was in my pj’s.

‘Wow Cal, such an amazing picture, I have no makeup on and I’m in my pj’s.’

‘You look beautiful Y/n.’

‘Thanks, but I just don’t understand why I’m your lock screen.’

‘Because I like it.’

‘I like you but it’s not my lock screen.’

‘Well, maybe it should be.’ He stepped closer if that was possible and placed his large hands on the small of my back, pressing me into him slightly. His head dipping slightly to reach mine, lips touching, the spark that appeared in my stomach every time we touched, just like the first time and definitely not the last.

 A/N - if you want a Mashton one just send me a message and I’ll do it. Requests are also open, I’m finally ontop of all my psychology essays! :)


Citizen Erased (Pt.1)

A/N: Hey guys! This is my first chaptered phanfic! I’m really excited. I have always wondered what exactly happened behind the camera between the two boys. Remember, this is not going to be exactly alike to all the facts and hints that Dan and Phil have given us over the years. Events will not seem to happen in perfect chronologically order as well. Later chapters will also be longer. Anyways, enjoy! And keep sending in those prompts :) 

Summary: This is the story about how Dan and Phil met. The story behind the camera. The story of how two internet friends found their soulmate.

Warnings: (I’ll let add warnings at the beginning of each part.) None

Word Count: 1583

Chapter Song: The Calendar - Panic! At The Disco (I really recommend listening to the songs while reading.)

Dan slammed the door behind him before plopping back down onto his bed. 

“Whatever, Mum.” He mumbled to himself.

His mum had told him he was no longer allowed to keep going out until his grades have gone up. They’re Bs. Why is that so bad?

Dan was eighteen at the time and was finishing up his last year in Sixth form. His family were quickly counting down the days until it was time for University, but Dan wanted that to be the last thing on his mind. He had absolutely no idea of what he wanted to do.

Dan tried to let himself calm down, but failed to and quickly climbed out his window. He needed to get anyway from his family. 

His pace was fast as he was still enraged. The short 10 minute walk to his boyfriend, Jake’s, house was not long enough to calm him. With a few knocks, he heard footsteps and movement behind the closed door. In the next 10 seconds, he was greeted by Jake’s mum.

“Hello, Dan. How are you?” She asked before turning around back inside the house. “Jake! Dan’s here!” 

She left him with a soft smile. Dan heard footstep coming down the stairs and soon his boyfriend appeared in the door frame.

“Hey, babe. What’s up?”

“I got into a fight with my mum. Do you mind if I just stay here for a couple of hours?”

“Yeah, sure.” He replied pulling him in with a kiss to the cheek and then closing the door behind them. The boys headed up to Jake’s room.

“So, what happened?”

“Nothing much. Just a lot of yelling about grades.” 

“They probably just want you to get into the university you really want to go to is all.”

“Yeah I know, but..” Dan paused for moment, slightly tilting his head down. “I have no idea where I want to go or what I’m going to do.”

“Well, you love acting. Why don’t you major in that?”

“Who actually becomes an actor, Jake?”

“True.” Jake sent him a smile.

Dan let out a sigh as he sat down on the bed. Jake followed and pulled him into a hug and rested his head on Dan’s shoulder.

The next few hours were spent with small banter and a couple of pep talks. Dan realized that it was almost time for dinner back home and that he should better head back so that he won’t be caught sneaking. Jake walked Dan downstairs.

“I’ll text you tomorrow, yeah?”

“Ok.” Dan put a smile on his face for a split second and then placed a quick kiss on Jake’s lips. “Night.”


When Dan got home he noticed that the family must have gone out for dinner. He checked his phone to see if his parents had freaked out at him in a text, but he found that he had no new message which means they either gave up on even trying with him or they didn’t even want him coming to dinner. Dan really didn’t give a damn. He sat down on his bed wrapping himself in his duvet and then checking his YouTube subscription feed.

As Dan scrolled through, he found that AmazingPhil had posted a new video. He let out a girly squeal that he would probably cringe about later, but at the moment it wasn’t on his mind. It was only on the absolutely adorable boy on the screen, Phil Lester. Dan was one of the first to leave a comment as always.

Danisnotonfire: Hehe :) This made my hellish day a bunch better.

Dan then added a new tab and scrolled through his twitter for a bit. He saw a few cheesy inspirational and a couple of lyric tweets before hearing a little notification bing and switched back to his YouTube tab.

AmazingPhil: Yay! I’m glad <3

Dan froze the second he read the reply. What the hell? Had The AmazingPhil replied to him? Dan shook away the shock and pure glee filled him and he debated on a reply.

Danisnotonfire: I cannot believe you just replied to me. You now made my life x

Dan stayed up for about another 10 minutes before deciding he should best head to bed and that Phil was probably not going to reply again. It didn’t matter though. One comment had surely made sure that he would have nice dreams that night.

Dan woke up to the sound of his alarm. He gave it a sturdy whack before checking the time to realize it was 10 and it was a Saturday. Dan went to the toilet before heading downstairs to find his family at the table eating breakfast.

“Morning, Dan.”

“Morning.” He replied dryly before quickly grabbing an piece of fruit and heading back upstairs.

Dan, once again in his browsing position was scrolling through his YouTube subscriptions feed. He did this for about a minute until he noticed he had a new notification.

AmazingPhil: I’m glad I get to make videos for amazing fans like you ;)

Danisnotonfire: I’m glad we have amazing phils like you to cheer us up ;)

Dan smiled that Phil had replied to him again. He then he checked his email, half hoping that Phil would quickly respond again soon.

AmazingPhil: Found you on Twitter, Dan :) Dm me, maybe?

Dan didn’t think his fingers had ever moved so quickly as he scrambled around for the twitter app. 

Dan: Hey Phil! You asked me to DM you. Wow. I still can’t believe your talking to me. I’m such a huge fan.

Phil: Awe. I’m just a regular person. Nothing special. 

Dan: Well, I’ve always thought differently :)

Phil: ;)

Phil: Tell me about yourself?

Dan: Well I’m 18 almost 19 finishing up Sixth Form. Trying to basically figure out what I want to do for uni. I love video games and acting. I don’t know. I’m pretty boring.

Phil: No you aren’t! I am though. I’m 23 and I’m finishing up uni. I’m not really sure what I’m gonna do after that.

The boys spent a couple more hours DMing each other asking questions about their lives, themselves, and Doctor Who.

When he got another notification, he immediately picked up his phone to check expecting it to be Phil, but to his surprise it was Jake reminding him of their plans today.

Dan: Sorry, Phil. I have to go. I forgot I had plans with my boyfriend today.

Phil: See already. I’m ruining your love life. -_-

Dan: No, of course not :) I hope we can talk again soon sometime.

Phil: You better asap. ;)

Dan: Thanks. Bye, Phil.

Phil: Only for you. <3 Bye, Dan.

Jake rung the doorbell about 15 minutes later. Dan rushed down to open the door so that he wouldn’t have to face his parents.


“Hey, babe.”

“You ready?”

The boys walked to their local park where they sat next to the lake. This was Dan and Jake’s spot. They’d go here once a week to spend a little time distressing.

“What’s it like in America?”

“Pretty good. I miss it, but I wouldn’t want to leave here.”

“What has it been 2 years now since you moved?”

“Yep, almost.” The corners of Jake’s lips curved up. “Things cool down with your parents, yet?

“Kinda. I just ignored talking to them.”

“So, I guess you were locked up in your room all day, checking every social media possible?”

“Basically. Actually though, remember that guy I showed you on YouTube? AmazingPhil?”


“Well, he replied to one of my comments and we started talking more and more. Then this morning, he DMed me on Twitter and we talked for hours.”

“Sounds like you had a good morning.” Jake’s words sounded genuine, but Dan could see right through him.

“Oh, don’t give me that look. You aren’t actually jealous of him, are you?”

“A little. I mean of course he would notice you. You’re amazing, Dan.”

Dan didn’t say anything in response, but placed a soft kiss to Jake’s lips.

Jake walked Dan home late that afternoon. They said their goodbyes before Dan walked up to his room. He lied down on his bed for a bit. He was tired and he needed to figure out what he wanted to do about Jake. I love him, I know. Just not like that anymore.

Dan just stared at the ceiling for a while. He needed advice. And who would be better to go to then AmazingPhil? He meant Phil. He was just a person after all.

Dan: Hey, Phil! I’m back.

Phil: How was your date? ;)

Dan: Umm…

Dan: Okay, I guess.

Phil: Is your boyfriend being a douche or something?

Dan: No no

Dan: He’s great. I just kinda need some advice on telling him that I kinda wanna just be friends.

Phil: Oh. okay.

Phil: Invite him over one day. And just explain how you feel.

Dan: Easier said than done

Phil: Well you still want to be friends, yeah?

Dan: Of course. As I said he’s great. I just want to be with someone else.

Phil: And who would that someone be? ;)

Dan: Flirty much, Phil? ;) There’s no one specifically. I just mean he’s not the right person for me.

Phil: I say, let him know gently. Tell him that you love him, but you don’t think that you two are compatible in that way.

Dan: I think he might be in love with me tho

Phil: Who wouldn’t fall in love with you? ;)

Part 2