"Gemma, can I have it now..?" Harry asks, as it's been an hour and she still hasn't given it to him.
"No, Harold. Be patient." She says, picking at her fingernails. She and Harry are currently playing Battleship, and it's Harry's turn. He refuses to go, however, until he gets his gift, because he's acting like a brat. He knows it though, so it's okay.
"I'm not going until I get it." He states, crossing his arms.
"Then, I quit. I was going to win anyway." Gemma laughs as she shuts the game with a slam.
"You were not! The only way to really tell is if we keep playing.." Harry persuades.
"How will we keep playing if you're boycotting?" Gemma points out, and Harry frowns. "Plus, I already sunk four of you ships out of five, and you've just sunk one of mine."
Secretly, Harry had removed one of his ships so Gem could never win. A sneaky little bastard, is what Harry is.
"Fine. You win. Does that make you happy enough to give me my present?" Harry sticks out his bottom lip and gives her the puppy dog face.
"Every time you ask, I make you wait longer." Gemma smirks, standing up out of criss-cross-apple-sauce position. She picks up her game board and Harry's, putting them both back in the box and then back in her closet.
"Why aren't you giving it to me, though? Like, what's the point of not giving it to me now?" Harry asks, genuinely curious.
"I don't know. It's funny when you're mad, I guess." She says, laughing quietly. "So, anyway, what's new in your life?"
"Oh, right. Uh, Gem, I've got something to tell you." Harry says reluctantly. "I'm bi."
"You think I didn't know that?"
"I didn't even know until a week or two ago!"
"Oh. Now this is awkward." Gemma says, gnawing at her bottom lip. Harry just shrugs. Then, he goes across the room and picks up the bag with his present in it, and Gemma doesn't stop him. He opens the bag to reveal... a bunch of bananas?
"Really, Gem? You probably didn't even get these for me! You just said you did!" Harry says, peeling a banana nonetheless.
"Maybe.. But you still like them, anyway." Gemma shrugs, chuckling.
"Yeah, okay." Harry says, chewing. "Do you know who Louis Tomlinson is?"
"'Course I do." She says with a smirk. "He's my favorite YouTuber."
"Hey!" Harry scoffs, "Anyway, I'm going on a date with him soon."
"Where?"
"I was thinking an arcade. Is that dumb?" Harry asks.
"That sounds good as long as you do something else, too, like go out for dinner or something." She says. Harry nods.
"Okay. Wanna play Mario Kart?" Harry asks and Gemma smiles, both then heading into the living room to play.
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Louis has just gotten home from Zayn's house and is anxious. He knows Harry asked him out on a date, but when? And where? He didn't give any details and now Louis is scared Harry won't really follow through. To get his mind off it, he decides to make a video. What else?
"Hello, my people!" Louis starts. "Today I'm going to be just talking about my opinions on debatable topics. So, if you're offended easily, I say you should politely get the fuck off my channel and grow some balls, okay?" He grins cheekily.
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YouTube ➸ Larry Stylinson
Fanfictionwhere two famous youtubers deal with stolen cars, crazy girlfriends and their crazy fathers, movies, tea parties, traveling, and quite possibly, falling in love.