BasicallyIDoWrk x Reader // I Love You

Chapter 1. The New Girl

- 3rd Person -

It had gotten to the stage in your YouTube carreer where you wanted to meet more people.

Word had spread that you're the one and only little Delirous, in other words, the annoying ratbag who is faceless to all, is your brother. I guess the overreacting Delirious puts off is where you get it from, oh well.

Anyway, before we jump right into your story, we should make a proper profile of yourself. Your name is (y/n) or otherwise known as (yt/n). You've just turned 23 and to celebrate your special day, you invited Jonathan (Delirious) and said he could invite some of his friends. You also called up Amelia, your best friend, you two have known each other since the start of highschool.

- Your POV -

"Yes Johnny, you can bring as many as you like, it's not like all of them live near here anyway," god my brother is so melodramatic sometimes.

"Hey! I have friends, and they do live near me! This party is gonna be wicked!" he shouts in his husky high voice. I pul my phone slightly away from my ear so i don't become deaf. "Do you want me to help set up? Or, even better, i can host it. You know my appartment is right near a hall that people hire weekly, i can hire it for the day! Oh this'll be sick, drinks, balloons, pumping music, and PRESENTS!"

"You know i'm not one to care for presents Johnny, i would rather presence then presents." I'm not one for greed, unlike my brother. Whether it's his birthday, Christmas, Easter or Halloween, he's always so greedy. But hey, he's family, and i love him for it.

"Alright, alright... Oh yeah! You should play online with me and the crew, seeing as though most of them are gonna come to this kick ass party. We're playing GTA 5, so join child!" he cackles, what an idiot. All though he does have a valid point, i can't rock up to my own party not knowing anyone. I turn my PC on and start up my Xbox, logging into my account on GTA.

- Delirious's POV -

"Guys! My sister is coming online, her name is (y/n), or just call her by her tag name (yt/n). I'm making the party for her like i told you about a while back, so just be nice, and try not to kill her too many times."

- Your POV -

I listen to Delirious tell all the boys about me, as if i was a 5 year old on my first day of school. I clear my throat to signify that i'm here, and ready to do whatever it is that these guys do.

"Uhh, hi?" i make an effort to speak up, but i have a problem with being slightly shy at times.

"Oh hey, you must be (y/n), I'm Evan, or Vanoss. Either one, i don't mind." One by one the group tells me their names, showing me their weird yet amusing characters on GTA. I'm terrible with names, but i'm pretty sure it was Evan, Delirious, Mini, Daithi and Brian. Some of them went by their YouTube names, while others their real, they said they didn't mind being called either.

~ time skip brought to you by breadsticks ~

- Your POV -

it had been around half an hour and i managed to get some good footage for my videos. I wanted to keep playing and goofing around, by now i was kicking the boys asses in the windmill races, let's just say Delirious was jealous for not getting as much attention as me. I'd managed to find my voice and was now speaking at a normal volume instead of my shy 'don't notice me' voice. That's when i realised someone else had connected into the game, his tag was: Basically.

"Oh hey Marcel!" Evan laughs, oh, so this is the guy they were talking shit about before. "We were just talking about how much of a hot head you were in the windmill races." Marcel sighs, i can't tell whether he;s actually offended or is just used to it.

"Thanks Evan you piece of shit," he almost yells, iritated clearly, i think they're just messing around. "Wait, woah hold up, new lad. Who's the new idiot that has fallen into this mess?" I cough, he clearly realises that it's more of a ladies cough then a mens grunt. "Oh... Sorry." The whole group starts laughing at his stupidity of speaking before thinking, hey, even i had a giggle.

"The new idiot is the sister of the hockey masked clown. (y/n) in other words. The pleasures mine," all the boys 'oh' as if someone had come up with a kick ass comeback.

It had now been hours of playing, and it was almost time to head to bed, and when i mean almost, it was 1am. I say goodbye to the boys and log off the game, keeping my computer on though so the video uploads to YouTube. Then i hear a little message ring tone, i look at my computer realising Skype is still open. I open up the page a realise it's from Marcel:

"Hey (y/n), sorry for being the prick i was when i logged into the game. Honestly thought you were an old friend of someones, and not a girl. It's not everyday we have a kick ass girl like you playing with us, heck you showed us all a lesson in the races. Anyway, i hope to hear from you again :) goodnight princess." Princess? The heck? Maybe it's cause i am the only girl, the odd one out i suppose. Should i reply? It does say if i've read a message, stupid new update.

"Hey Marcel, chill, Johnny's called me a lot worse of things. Hey, since we did get off on an awkward start, how about we do a 1v1 tomorrow? Just you and me, no recording, and we can talk things out. Sound good?" i click send, and almost straight away another message came through. God if i don't go to bed in a minute i think i'll pass out on my computer.

"Sounds good. Goodnight :)." And with that, he's gone. And I'm about to be. As i hurl up into bed, i just stare at my glow in the dark star patterned ceiling. Princess. He called me a princess. That's so... Cute. And with that last thought in my head, i fall into a much needed, heavy sleep.

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