You, Simon and The Sidemen

Very First Introduction

A/N: The basics

Y/N- Your name
Y/L/N- Your last name
Y/F/N- Your full name
Y/Y/N- Your YouTube name (it can be whatever you wanna be! Get creative and comment it here!!)

You sat there cross legged on the floor, your back resting on the wall and the laptop placed on your lap charging. You had taken to sitting on the floor, one because your awkward and two because there is not enough plug sockets next to your bed to charge your phone and your laptop while having your TV and Xbox plugged in.

You lived in a apartment with your best friend Zoe Suggest and her boyfriend Alfie. It wasn't a big apartment but it was good enough for you.

You had a million subscribers and you had everything you wanted, amazing besties and your dream career. Yet you didn't have that perfect boy. Well you knew who he was and you knew you fancied him like mad.

But he didn't know you existed.

And now you were sat on the floor like a weirdo scrolling through all Simon Minters videos to choose which one you should watch for the 4th time that day.

You clicked on another football video and you stared, fascinated about how many tricks he could complete till he would wipe out and make you giggle uncontrollably.

Then you heard a slight tap at your door. Your eyes switched from Simons adorable face to see Zoe peeping her head around the door, her hair messy and displaced as if she.....just woke up.

You rubbed your kneck nervously knowing what was about to come next.

"Y/N it's 2 in the morning and your still up" her voice croaked.

"I'm sorry Zo I can't help it" you mutter, your eyes lowering to the keyboard.

"Let me guess. Simon?"

You nodded your head slowly and raised your eyes back to her.

But she didn't look moody or angry.

She was grinning. You stared at her worried. And she let out a quiet laugh. "Welllll....." she began and then stopped you chuckle.

"Welllll....." you imitated her "what?!?"

"You know the vlog Weekend in Somerset this weekend?" She questioned you.

Of course you did you had been counting down the days for weeks, marking them on your pug calander above your desk/workspace.

"Yes"

"Well the sidemen will be there....."

You felt you heart hit the floor, you gently but hastily shoved the laptop off your lap and jumped up excitedly.

"Your lying!!!" You squealed.

"No I'm not!" Zoe ran up to you and wrapped her arms around your waist, and you to her and you hugged for a short while.

"4 more days till the weekend!" You laughed.

Now you were even more excited. This was your chance to prove you were someone. Your chance for first introductions.

After moments of Zoe joining in your fangirlingness over not only Simon the man of your dreams being there this weekend but the whole gang as well, she said goodnight and asked you multiple times to be quiet.

As soon as th door closed you lowered yourself to the floor and settled yourself down and got comfy.

You opened up your twitter and began a tweet:

Extatic for this weekend! #miniminter #zoella #pointlessblog prepare to get vlogged!

Moments later your computer pinged. You opened up the twitter notification and it was from SIMON:

#Y/Y/N don't worry I'll get ugly photos of you asleep. #TimeToGetPrepared

Then you had a sudden realisation. You had came up with that hash tag.