The Vloggers [1D]

chapter 69

I was crying.

I hated myself.

I was crying, blubbering, in front of the worlds famous boy band.

My heart hurt.

In such little time we became the best of friends. Now, they were leaving and doing what they do best: killing girls by their dashing good looks, stellar voices, and hilarious personalities.

"Aw jazzy don't cry!" Zayn cooed, bringing me into a hug.

"I'm not crying. I got something in my eye. Must've been a worm or something." I sniffled, rubbing my eyes.

"Sure love." Harry chuckled, pulling me into a hug as well.

I hugged every single one of them at least 5 times. Between me and Addie I didn't know who was a bigger mess. We were very emotional when it came down to this stuff.

"Thank god you guys are leaving." Addie said while rubbing the tears from her eyes. "Never liked you guys anyways."

Even Javier was upset to see them go.

"I have a beach house down in Miami you guys are more than welcome to come. I'll introduce you to the Miami babes."

"We really are going to miss you guys. If you ever want to meet up and have a couple drinks or prank each other you have our numbers loves." Louis told us.

"Thank you for making this break an actual break. No drama. No craziness. Just fun." Harry grinned at us.

Niall was the last one to come up to me.

"I'm really going to miss you Jazzy." He smiled taking my hands in his.

I flung myself into his arms and squeezed the life out of him.

"Don't forget about little ole me." I smiled pulling away.

"Trust me, I won't." He whispered, leaving a lingering kiss on my cheek.

With one last group hug, One Direction left Holmes Chapel.

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"Jaz, you need to see this. Like now." Addie demanded, pushing my laptop towards me.

My eyes widened immensely and my jaw dropped.

"No way." I breathed.

After editing all the videos of us pranking the boys and putting them together titled "Pranking 1D", our video went viral.

Over night.

We gained over two million subscribers and even more followers on Twitter. The comments were over flowing:

"I can't believe they did this"

"legendary"

"who even are they"

"this is the best thing I have ever seen"

"they are my role model"

I looked at Addie. In an instant we both were jumping and screaming.

While we were celebrating, Ayden barged through the door.

"You will never believe this." He stated, holding up his phone.

"We know Ayden! We know!" Addie shouted, parading around him.

"We're viral!" I joined in, grabbing his hand to spin myself.

"No. it gets better." He grinned, putting a hand on our shoulders.

That stopped us from jumping around.

"Better?" I questioned doubtfully.

"I may have said I was your guys manager and if it was anything business related to give me a call and well someone gave me a call." He couldn't stop grinning.

"Ayden. Who called?" Addie asked slowly.

"Wait, how come youre their manager?" Javier exclaimed. "Totally not cool Jazzy." He huffed, glaring at me.

"Who called?" I repeated, ignoring Javier.

"Mr. Alexander Wrights. Producer of WBS. You know the channel with all the talk host shows?" Ayden smirked. "Well he wants to know if you guys will humbly accept his offer of making your own show where you two will be the talk hosts."

I don't know who screamed first. It didn't matter. The feeling of euphoria I had in my chest was the best feeling in the entire world. I never wanted to forget this feeling.

Addie and I never knew what we wanted to do with our lives. We always worried about the present,having fun and living life. We never thought of our future. We figured we would go with the flow like we have always done.

But, after hearing we could have our own show, I knew exactly what I wanted to do with my life and with one look at my best friend, I knew she was thinking the same thing.