In this story you are a famous YouTuber that, well, obviously is apart of the world of YouTube. You will develop different relationships with many other famous YouTubers. Along the way of becoming YouTube famous, many outcomes appear and they can be...
As you and Cat approached the double doors the nervousness started to surface. The last time you went to a YouTube party, you humiliated yourself. One too many shots and you had taken off your shirt and pants, thankfully Dan Howell was very lovely and let you borrow one of his very large sweatshirts. And oh no! The beautiful Y/N does not stop at stripping. You also ran down the sidewalk screaming, "I WANNA SEX YOU UP!" Thankfully no children were near and many people from the party forgot, because well, we were all drunk off our asses. But one thing that makes YouTube parties a little less laid back and IDGAF! You are all YouTubers. So? You all make a living off of videotaping things and showing them to the whole damn world, if you like it or not... So now many people have seen Zoella, Louise and you stand in a line grinding on each other. Yeah, to say the least parties were fun AF, but they were a pain in the ass to explain during the following week.
"Don't worry. I won't let you have any whiskey or vodka." Cat pulled you out of your thoughts. "Don't remind me, but thank you." you say, smiling at her. You both walked up to the double doors of the wonderful Tyler Oakley. Cat began to knock.
"Who invited you bitch!" at first you were shocked, but then you notice Tyler's signature cackle. "Well bitch, that would've been you!" you told Tyler sarcastically. He gasped in shock, "Well come in my darlings." Tyler gestured Cat and you inside. The room was extremely loud and it seemed everyone had already shone up, but it wasn't even 7 pm yet. "Howww?????" you questioned nobody in particularly.
"I honestly have no idea." Cat said shocked too. "Oooooo food!" you shout. Cat laughs and walks to a group of people to talk to. You head over to the large table of food and sight a large plate of Y/F/F (Your Favorite Food) and you literally dug in. You were at a party, thrown for your excellence and you were in the corner at the table full of food, indulging yourself. Good job Y/N!
"Oh bitch, I feel the same damn way!" you here a rugged voice behind you. "Shane!" you shout, practically spit balling Shane Dawson in the eye with the food you were eating. It didn't seem to bother him and the very hairy man leaned in for a hug. "Congrats on 800,000! Bitch that is a lot of people that are watching your nasty ass..." Shane says sarcastically. "Yeah, I know. I'm still questioning the sanity of my followers." Shane laughs, "Oh honey, me too." he gives you another hug before indulging himself too.
You began to walk around the room, slightly nodding your head to the music. You continued to walk around Ty's house, until you found a group of people that will make this a party. Mamrie Hart, Hannah Hart, and Grace Helbig.
"Hey guys!" you shouted all too loudly at the group. "Hey girl!" Mamrie saw you first and gave you a tight hug. "Congrats on 800,000!" Grace shouted at you and you went over to give her a tight hug. "Thanks!" you smiled at her.
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"You know what this calls for?!" Hannah shouts. "I'm guessing alcohol...?" Mamrie questions, tough she knew that's exactly what Hannah meant. "Yeah! Lets take some shots!" Grace yells over the loud music. "YEAH!" Hannah and Mamrie shout even louder.
