Youtube Boyfriend | L.S

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Harry's POV

"Hey guys, my name's Louis and you're watching the new episode of 'Sit Down Tea Chats with LouisTommo'"

I clicked on the first video that popped up on my bright computer screen. What came onto the display next was something that made my short chestnut hairs on the back of my neck stand up on ends.

The beautiful boy, well man, with striking sea blue eyes and the soft fluffy looking mothers-homemade-brownies coloured hair immediately caught my eye as he introduced his latest video.

New episode? Does that mean he does this sort of thing regularly?

"Today I'm gonna be stupidly talking about the stupid sluts that stupidly live above me in this stupid block of stupid flats that I happen to be living in this point in my stupid extraordinary life." Louis smirked towards the camera with a little spark in his bright eyes, implying that his previous sentence was spoken in a joking sarcastic manner. A little sass included. 

Does he always talk like this? 

"Oh, and of course I have my cuppa Yorkshire tea in my all famous LouisTommo, trademark, one of a kind mug that you can all buy on RedBubble my dirty little bananas. Hashtag shameless self-promo."

Yep, he always talks like this. Not saying I didn't like it...

"Okay so these girls that are situated above me right now, not in that way you dirty bugger, I know what you're thinking," Now that made me laugh. "Recently, they've been having loads of house parties and loud music playing like, isn't that like illegal in flats and shit? Is that allowed? I mean they could have at least invited me, I've lived under them for at least three months now, they should know i'm the king of the building." He flicked his hair to the left when he said that. The stupid but sexy smirk not leaving his lips.

I'd been too mesmerized by the gorgeous boy on my laptop display to notice that Liam was trying his hardest to get my attention. The next second, I had the sofa pillow thrown at the side of my head.  

Ow.

"OI! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" 

"You looked lost in your own little world Harold. We had to pull you out of your bubble before you went insane." Zayn spoke with a slight giggle.

I mumbled a short apology before the boy with the quiff started to speak up again.

"I think we're headed off Harry, I've got to get back to finish that stupid chemistry project I've got due on Wednesday and Maura's just asked Niall to come back, something about looking after Theo for a little bit."

"SHIT, Zayn I'm in your chemistry. We have a PROJECT DUE?!" That was Liam. The Bradford lad shook his head with a look of amusement on his face whilst Mr Buzz-cut was stood on the other side of the room with a hand to his head, a panicked look of his face.

"Right, goodbye Curly, see you tomorrow yeah? Football in the Park, right? 11?" I briefed nodded to Zayn as a short acknowledgement. Soon him and Liam were walking towards the wooden oak front door situated to the left of the kitchen, my favourite room in the house. 

"What you watching?" Niall questioned me, his mouth right next to my ear. The smell of his Dorito breath already making it's way to my senses.

"Oh, just no one... a boy..." I trailed off. Smiling towards the computer screen where Louis was rambling on about how his upstairs neighbours once let the bath run for too long and it overflowed and began to rot his ceiling. 

"I got a bit angry, had a little go at those two. Maybe that's why i'm not invited to their 'hang outs'... THOSE LITTLE BITCHES!"

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four months later and elizabeth has given up on this story. may carry on later, beg if you want, i am the queen after all. now i have to go read a book written by my platonic wife, goodbye chaps *insert heart emojis and cute shit like that* xx