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"What's the time Harbear?" I ask, accidentally letting the nickname spill. I shrug it off when Harry doesn't seem to mind.
"Time to get a watch again Boobear." Ok maybe he did catch on the nickname.
"Seriously, I do need one. I can't be bothered checking my phone all the time." I reply, lounging into my chair like some sloth. I feel like a sloth right now, very lazy.
"8:30." Harry finally replies and sits beside me, stirring a cup of hot chocolate. "Do you wanna play any games?"
"FIFA?" I ask and he rolls his eyes.
"Of course."
I get up for the first time since I sat down when we came home and complain about how my legs hurt, before going to get the disk from the cabinet. I put it into the PlayStation and turn on the TV.
"I bet you that I'll beat you in a game of Just Dance." Harry says from the side and I chuckle at the random comment.
I take the FIFA disk out and go get the Just Dance disk. Don't judge us for having it; everyone likes a good boogie every now and then.
Nowadays, we pretty much do anything around each other's house.
"Loser has to do one really weird dare from the winner." Harry states. "Are you in hedgehog?"
"Game on frog."
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"How the fuck did you win, you're a terrible dancer!" I yell, throwing my hands above my head in defeat.
Truth is, we both probably looked very awkward because I hate to shatter dreams, but dancing is not our specialty.
After all of that I managed to get the 23rd worst score in the whole country, Harry closing in at the 27th worst. Yes, I said before, dancing is definitely not our specialty, even non-legitimate game for kids dancing.
"I can't believe a bunch of 12 year olds beat us in this game." I say, scrolling through the high scores and realising the average age of this game is children not even in their teens.
"Now, you must complete my dare Tomlinson!" Harry says evilly from the side. I groan in frustration, forgetting about the whole dare thing. "Ok, so you're going get all dressed up in my sister's clothes and sing "I got a feeling" with a lot of auto tune and record a whole really cringey music video for YouTube, and keep it on there for a few months."
My mouth drops at the dare. What sort of sick mind does he have to come up with that dare?
"I'd never do that.' I say, throwing my hands up in surrender.
"You have to. It's part of the bet."
"Fuck you." I say, walking out of the room, which he follows and shows me to his sister's room.
Eventually we reach and he opens the door, his sister sitting on her computer watching some video about what seems to be a girl complaining about her life.
That'll be me very soon.
"Hey Gemma, can we borrow some of your clothes. I dared Louis to dress like a girl and make a YouTube music video." Harry asks, walking over to her closet.
"Yeah, just don't rip them or spill anything on them." She clarifies and we agree with her. I'm surprised she lets her brother do anything with her clothes. To be honest, if I was related to Harry, I wouldn't trust him with my dresses.
We walk into the closet, shutting the door and turning on the light. God, that sounded dirty.
He goes through the dresses on the hangers and eventually finds a bright pink frilly one for me, which looks quite loose so it'll fit me.
"I hate you." He says, while we walk out of Gemma's room and he shows me a bathroom to change.
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"And done!" Harry says, finishing off the last recording. I sigh and thank god that it's over. "Come, let's watch it!"
I roll my eyes and walk over to him, looking over his shoulder at the iPad.
He presses play and all hell breaks loose. I can't help but cover my ears at the amount of auto tune we used. In the video I'm running around, jumping off sofas and applying really bad makeup.
Harry starts laughing really hard when he sees the bit where I jump off the swing set into the birdbath. Not funny.
Throughout the whole video, Harry doesn't stop laughing, and I join in sometimes. At the end, I heavily regret doing that, knowing that he's about to post it onto YouTube.
"Louis, would you like to do the honours?" He says, showing me the publish button on YouTube.
"Eh, why the fuck not?" I click the big blue button and then it posts, for the whole world to see. I then realise what I just did.
My question is how did Harry manage to come up with that dare?
After about an hour and a bit, I decide to leave, so Harry can sleep as well, seeing as though it's nearly 1am.
I say a quick goodbye and then get into my car and drive home, listening to some random pop radio station on the way back.
When I get home, I go up to my apartment and run onto my computer to check if anyone has actually seen the video in the past 2 hours.
My mouth drops when I see the numbers.
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Identity || Larry Stylinson (A.U)
FanfictionIn which a boy refuses to send a picture of himself to another kik user but then is in for a surprise in the real world.
