Her Second Chance-a One Direction story

Chapter 18

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“Hello, Twit world!” Harry grinned into the camera. “Everyone, this is Tiff!” I smiled and waved. A chorus of hellos came flying back at us on the chat responses. “Tiffany and I were just mucking around and got bored, so here we are on TwitCam! Let’s see how many viewers we can get on this thing!” Harry crowed in an excited voice. 

“Oh my God, it’s already up to 2,000!” I exclaimed, pointing at the screen. 

“Come on, guys, tell your friends, Hazza and Tiff are here to answer questions, comments, concerns, etc!” he continued as I laughed. 

“Hazza and Tiff sounds like a good talk show name,” I read off one of the comments. 

“Not bad, not bad, how would you like to be a talk show host with me, Tiffany?” Harry asked me with a grin. 

“Sorry, Haz, gotta finish schooling first,” I laughed. 

“LarryHoran wants to know what you study in school,” he told me, squinting at the screen. 

“I take forensics, biochem, criminal justice, toxicology, and statistics,” I rattled off. He gaped at me for a second, then turning to the camera and saying 

“Warning! We’ve got a bloody genius in the room! Watch out!” 

“Sorry, I’m a nerd,” I said sarcastically. “Nah, it’s kinda hot actually,” Harry winked at me. 

“Oh, thank goodness for that!” I retorted. 

“Oooh, EmEm71 asks, ‘are you two dating? You’d make a great couple!’ What do you think, Tiff?” He turned to look at me with a mischevious face. 

“I think that’s so flattering, thank you!” I smiled brightly, avoiding the question, mostly because I wasn’t sure myself. Suddenly my phone started buzzing. I picked it up and saw it was Liam. “It’s Liam!” I exclaimed and pressed talk. “Hey Liam!”

“EVERYONE, PUT YOUR HANDS UP! THIS IS A STAND UP!” Harry shouted in the background.

“Oh my god, Tiff, where are you, what’s happening?” Liam yelled into the phone, sounding panicked.

“I WON’T BE LEAVING TILL I FINISH STEALING EVERY PIECE OF YOUR HEART, BECAUSE YOU STOLE MY HEART!” Harry shouted again, trailing off into song towards the end. I giggled and comforted Liam, who was now swearing into the phone.

“Don’t worry, Li, it was just Harry stealing my heart,” I said smiling as Haz grinned goofily.  I mussed up his curls with my hand, mentally sighing as his head leaned into it. 

“Good God, Harry, I thought this was a hostage situation or something!” Liam complained crossly. 

“Uh, Liam, Paynesgurl69 wants me to tell you hi,” I smirked as I read off the messages that were flooding through.

“Oh, you’re doing a twitcam? Hi, Paynesgurl69! Interesting name…” Liam was instantly back to his cheery self. He loved connecting with his fans, even the mildly perverted ones. “Anyways, the reason I was calling was to tell you that Paul needs to talk to you and Harry, Harry won’t pick up his phone.” I looked over at Harry who had picked up his phone and was looking sheepish.

“Oops!” He shrugged, tossing it over his shoulders. 

“What does he want to talk about?” I asked Liam.

“Um, I probably shouldn’t talk about it on twitcam, Paul will tell you, he said to meet him back at Harry’s ASAP,” Liam rambled off. “I’ll see you guys later!” he quickly hung up. I frowned, confused, as I turned my attention back to the computer.