Pretty Little Vloggers|PLL and Youtuber Crossover

Shane I

Shane had never been as popular as he had right now. As the crowd cheered him off, he realised he had officially made it. 'They all like me'. After that interview Shane thought he never would of still had his fans. 'I'm such an ugly loser so why do they like me?' he often questioned himself like this. Shane had suffered from eating disorders and depression for most of his life. Since his dad had abused him as a child, he would always fear others. He would ask questions like Do they think I'm fat? ugly? annoying?. He feared rejection and judgement and never could trust anyone. YouTube had helped him conquer his fear. Since last year he had lost lots of weight and began to come out of his shell.

"Dawson" said a familiar soft voice. Shane turned to find Christina stuffing her face with a doughnut. "Tina how are you? You look like crap" Shane teased. Christina was a less popular Youtuber but her voice was like an angel and she never once looked sad. "Don't call me Tina" she insisted punching Shane in the arm. They both laughed. "Anyway I have to go" Shane admitted "I will catch up with you later". Shane turned to leave but was stopped. "Shane" Christina shouted. Shane turned to look at her. "I was wondering" she said walking closer "Do you wanna get something to eat maybe?". 'Wait is she being serious?' Shane asked himself. Her blushing face answered his question. "Christina I don't know if you mean as friends or ..-" "We can go as friends" she interrupted "but I would rather go as well ... like maybe a date type thing". Shane was taken a back by what she had said. "I mean .. I guess" Shane finally answered after leaving the poor girl waiting to long. "Really" she uttered in shock. She took a deep breath and smiled "I'm so glad you wanna go out with me Dawson" she joked while smirking. "and now can we give a warm welcome to Christina Grimmie" the interviewer said followed by a round of applause. "Bye Dawson" Christina said. She turned to walk up onto the stage but quickly turned back and hugged Shane catching him by surprise.

As she ran onto the stage with her black hair shining from the lighting, Shane tried to figure out what happened. 'I have known her forever so why now? Did she always like me? and what does she see in me?'. "Shane come on" his mother urged as he left the building. "We have to get back to the hotel" she added. Shane got in the car and looked out to see the O2 Arena in the distance. 'London is so beautiful even when it is raining' Shane realised. 

The drive out of London was long, gloomy and lethargic. Shane couldn't keep his eyes open for most of it. He began to dream about a long line of people waiting for something. Shane didn't know exactly what. He began to grow tired of waiting and so went past people. Who managed to push to the front where a man told him to get to the back. "He is with me" Christina said. Shane walks in to the room to find a stage. "I will be back soon sweetheart" the raven haired girl spoke and off she went. 'This room it is kind of familiar'. Shane continued to look around. Bang! A loud noise filled the room and everyone around Shane began to rush and panic. A second Bang! went off and with that Shane woke up from his doze, sitting in the car and covered in his sweat.

By the time Shane was home, all he could think about was the dream. He tried to remember what the place looked like and pinpoint where it was but to no avail. Shane could now only remember one key part of his weird car dream. Two Banging sounds. 'Was it a gun? or a bomb? and why do I care? it was only a dream!'. Shane entered the house to find Darren was there. "Hello Shane" the broad man said. Darren was muscular, tough and strict. He was born and raised in a military camp out in Cyprus and when moving to England became a Police Officer. Since last year, Shane had been going to England on a more regular basis when his mother first got with Darren. "Shane honey" Teresa said in a strict tone "Why are you going upstairs? Darren was talking to you". Shane sighed. 'For god sake I just wanna go to my room and listen to some music'. "I was thinking maybe we could all go out for dinner" Darren enthused "My treat". "Thanks but I'm just gunna stay and chill" Shane replied. Before Shane could leave, once again his mother stopped him. "Shane dear! Darren has kindly offered to take us out for a lovely family meal". 'You have got to be kidding me' Shane was thinking trying not to be annoyed out loud. "Yes mother and I kindly said no" Shane pointed out in a sarcastic tone. 

Shane walked up stairs to his room. He assumed his mum and her boy toy went out for dinner although he never knew for sure. He just put his headphones on and blasted out music. For hours he sat listening to his music trying to drown out the world. Ring! Ring!. His phone was loud and he had to stop his music to answer. The time was 9:15 pm and it was clear Shane had been under the spell of music for at least two hours. "Hey Shane" Joey said in a high-pitched voice "I was wondering about when we were going to collab?". "Oh" replied Shane "I'm actually in England right now but maybe when I get back ..-" "that's fine it's only I had this cool conspiracy and I thought we could do a joint conspiracy video". "Sounds great" Shane answered. "One more thing" the voice over the phone uttered "I was wondering if you had been gym lately. I'm starting to get out of shape". Shane looked over to the mirror and realised he looked like he had gained weight. 

"Shane! Shane!" Joey cried out. "Sorry ... let me call you back" replied Shane. He hung up the phone immediately and rushed over to the mirror. He lifted his shirt to find his abs were not visible anymore and a layer of fat had appeared under his belly button. 'I have got fat again' Shane realised 'Oh my face it's got more chubby and round'. As he began to nit pick his flaws a voice boomed in his head 'Stop eating so much then you fat fuck'. The voice sounded very familiar. Ding a ling! Shane's phone had just received a text. 'What the fuck' Shane thought as he read the message he had just received:

So Dumpy Dawson wants to go on a date. Remember Shane, Food makes you Fat! Kisses - P         

The number was unknown and unrecognisable. 'The voice. The familiar voice calling me fat that was Felix'. PewDiePie had helped Shane in secret to lose weight and become appealing to audience members. 'Oh my god' Shane remembered 'He said that exact thing to me when he first began to help me!

*Flashback: 2 years ago*  

"Why are we meeting here again?" Shane asked. Felix had told Shane to meet him in the McDonald's Bathroom after Shane ate his Friday Evening Meal. "You enjoyed your massive ass unhealthy meal and now you get rid of it" Felix answered smirking. "Wait what?" Shane murmured in shock. He took one look at the toilet that both boys stood over and backed away. "I don't wanna do it. Please Felix" Shane cried. "It's PewDiePie to you" Felix barked "You have to do it". "I said I can't" Shane barked back. "Stop eating so much then you fat fuck" Felix ordered "You either eat shit and get rid or you eat nothing. As for now you ate that meal and it has to come up". 'Oh no I don't wanna. Shane don't do this to yourself'. "Stick your fingers in your mouth as far down until you puke up that meal or remain an ugly fat ass with no friends or fans" Felix snapped. 'That's it I have to" Shane told himself before going onto his hands and knees, leaning over the toilet and forcing himself to puke up so much his insides were turned inside out. 'I can't believe I did it'. Felix leaned down and patted Shane on the back. "Well done Shane. Perhaps you won't always be Dumpy Dawson after all!" congratulated Felix in a condescending tone. 'Should I thank him for making me do that disgusting thing. You don't his approval.' "You look thinner already" Felix mentioned. Shane blushed and stood up. 'He said it wow he must mean it as well. If I keep doing this maybe I can look just like him or maybe someone nicely built like Joe Sugg!'. "Thank's PewDiePie". "Please call me Felix". 'Wow he is going to let me be one of his friends if I keep this up!' Shane exclaimed in his head. Shane wiped vomit from his chin and tried to catch his breath while Felix went to leave the bathroom. He stopped as he put his hand on the door handle and turned to Shane. "Remember Shane, Food makes you fat!"