Lately I have been living a Harry free life, and god bless me for that. No petty DMs, zero sarcastic comments, and a lack of a big ego in my life. That was until now, it's currently 7pm on a Sunday and my manager KINDLY texted me earlier today to inform me that the Sidemen tinder video would be posted tonight. Great, just great. I get to relive the moment where I developed a silly little girl crush for Harry and all the horror that followed it. So like any girl would, i'm sat in my bed hitting the refresh button on my laptop waiting for the video to show up. Yes I know it sounds narcissistic but come on, let me have this.
Eventually the video shows up on my screen. Deep breaths Maddie nothing bad happened in the video, you're gonna be just fine, you looked good and you were funny (I think). After giving myself a pep talk I click play. "LADIES AND GENTLEMAN" one of the boys voices boom out of my speakers "Welcome to Sidemen tinder... in real life". I get myself cozy ready to endure the next 40 minutes of my life attempting to avoid second hand embarrassment i'm away to endure from my past self. The same introduction then plays from my brother's room, where I can only assume he's reacting to it live, on stream. Great.
"And we'll see you guys next time for another Sidemen Sunday". To my surprise that wasn't as bad as I imagined, yeah it's incredibly cringe to listen to your own voice back but between me and you, I was not the worst person on there. In fact I was quite tame. Seeing harry on my screen in his suit and tie, all shy and slightly flirtatious with me did help me enjoy the video more, I mean look at the man how can't you be attracted to him.
It's been about 2 weeks since our instagram DM scandal and we haven't really spoke since. Harry did like one of my posts the other day which consisted of me on a night out of my face. No not on drugs, just a very large intake of alcohol. Business as usual. I didn't really think too much of it though because we know Harry is a seasoned professional when it comes to "chatting" to me on instagram DMs. And the fuck boy persona i've created of him in my head tells me, if he wanted to message me and flirt with me he absolutely would, zero fucks given, no hesitations on his end. He's got the upper hand, I mean the millionaire Vs the girl whose carpet and wall paper matches the interior of a very shitty pub, it's a no brainier that he has the upper hand. On the thought of instagram, and Harry, and the recent Sidemen video I feel it's only right to promote it on my platform too. I mean I do feature in it.
Head over to the sidemen's new video on youtube and show it some love if you guys haven't already, for every like i'll do a shot x
Attaching my witty little comment to a screenshot of me in the video, I post it on my instagram story and then head over to tiktok to do the same thing. Finally I @ them on twitter thanking them for having me again. God my job is SO hard.
Wroetoshaw liked your story.
Wroetoshaw sent you a DM.
Instant butterflies. Two weeks without talking to the internets most arrogant boy and he's still given me butterflies. I haven't even opened the message yet and i'm grinning ear to ear. Fuck me. I'm getting a little bit of deja vu here. And fuck me this is not looking good, I can't be feeling this way about Harry of all people. Anyone, literally anyone but him.
someone told me you were after a new job, i've got one for you darlin... and it blows
Great. Just fantastic. At least he stuck true to his word and sent me a tinder line, I can't fault him for that. Unfortunately it's a fucking good line, as crude as it may sound, the sarcasm, the nicknames, it's got me giggling at my phone again like it did 2 weeks ago when we messaged for the first time. Mr cockys tinder line consists of him telling me my new "job" would be to give him a blowjob. It's 10pm on a Sunday night, I just want everyone to know that. Learning my lesson that fighting back with this boy usually goes nowhere, I decide to play him at his own game. I believe it's my turn to get some entertainment.
oh yeah? how much does it pay an hour
you would be paying me just to have this job Mads
Smug little fuck. The lust I had for him 10 seconds ago begins to seep away, but the nicknames he uses, yeah it keeps me interested. This boy loves to use my name in sentences, even my nickname, shit he even called me Maddison the other night. Tonight however he introduced a new nickname, darling. That one is my favourite to date. He knows what he's doing and it fucking shows more and more in each text.
modest much?
Snarky little reply for a cocky little man. Only feels right.
it's easier to get your attention this way x
He's not wrong. He absolutely has my attention.
see you Sunday Maddison
Sunday? What the fuck happens on Sunday? Sunday roast, Sunday church, rot in my bed after a violent night out kinda Sunday? None of these Sundays consisted of Harry being a part of them.
what happens on Sundays? i'm flattered of course but you don't strike me as a "going to church" for a first date kinda guy
a date? bless ya Mads, it's the charity match on Sunday, and as a good sister I assume your gonna cheer on your brother?
Aw fuck. Harry wins this round, maybe I got a little too cocky and sarcastic there and it backfired, heavily.
you win this round Harry x
And with that he hearts my message. Roll on Sunday I suppose.
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Fanfiction"QUIET ON SET PLEASE" Everything came to a hush, I wasn't up first so I could relax, not that I needed to be nervous anyways right? It's a job Maddie, but it's a SIDEMEN job, then again it's hardly serious it's literally called 'tinder in real life'...
