Harry Styles One Shots

Chapstick Challenge

I was a Youtuber. I posted videos every Tuesday, Friday, and Sunday. Today was Sunday, and one of my friends, Harry, wanted to do a live stream. He's a Youtuber, I'm a big fan of him, but he does live streams as well. It gives him a chance to interact with his fans and followers. Maybe I should start doing them too.

Me and the curly haired cutie were sitting down in his room, on his bed, logging into his twitcam, or live stream. I don't remember what it was, the app was twitcam and the video was called live stream, or it was the other way around. Or maybe they weren't even related, I don't remember.

I was wearing a white tank top, and my black, fluffy pajama shorts. He told me to be as comfortable as possible. I had my long, blonde dyed hair straightened, and my silver necklace my Grandmother gave me hanging loosely around my neck.

He entered his bedroom, and sat next to me. He typed in his password and we waited for it to load. He pulled out his phone, and started typing.

"It loaded," I mumbled after a few seconds. His head shot up and he did some weird things. "Alright, in like.. Two minutes we'll start it." He nodded.

The video didn't start, but I saw almost five thousand people were already logged on. "Whoa," I whispered. Harry chuckled. "I usually have more, but I guess its whatever." He smiled.

I gave a small smile back. "I told some of your followers that we were doing a twitcam, so some of yours might be logged on too." I nodded.

I looked around Harry's white room. He had posters of different bands and drawings. Pictures of him and his family. I smiled seeing him smile.

I had a minour crush on the Youtuber next to me. Before I became recognized, I was obsessed with Harry Styles. I followed him, I stalked him, I tweeted him everyday. He tweeted me once, and that was about two years ago. I'm still new to being 'famous' and being a popular Youtuber.

"Y/n," Harry snapped his fingers in my face. "Hm?" I looked to him. "Ready?" He laughed. "U-Uh.. Yeah.. Sorry, I zoned out." I shook my head. "I could tell," he said. I looked to the screen, and saw a countdown from 3.

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"Hey guys!" Harry smiled, waving. "Ehm.. Today, I'm here with the beautiful Y/n. She shall be accompanying me for the twitcam this evening."

Tweets popped up on the side. "I'm new to this, so I don't know what to do," I laughed, embarrassed. He smiled and wrapped his arms around me.

As Harry talked, I focused my attention to the incoming tweets.

Y/n is so pretty!

HARRY HAVE MY BABIES!

HAAARRRRRYYYYYYYY!!!!!!

Ew, that blonde whore is too close to my man.

There were lots more, some being hate. I've received hate plenty of times, its something you have to face as a Youtuber. Not everyone is going to like you. Haters find that one flaw and use it against you for the rest of your life.

"Uh, let's do... Truth or Dare?" Harry asked. I looked at him, and shrugged. Immediately, dares and truths popped up.

"I'll go first," I slightly raised my hand. "Uhm... Harold. Truth or Dare?" I asked. "Truth."