I logged on like I do everyday. I checked what was trending, and...of course I knew it was Harry's birthday...duhh. Just like I knew all of the others. Liam, 29th August 1993...Niall, 13 September, 1993...and Zayn, 12 January, 1993. Any stringer would know their birthday.
Oh right...you might be wondering...what the hell is a stringer?? Well these four right here, individually, they are HOT MESS OF MELTED SEX ON A STICK. But together, they are...drum roll pleeeeease... 4 HOT MESSES OF MELTED SEX ON A STICK. Also known as the 4 Strings, the most POPULAR, HOTTEST, TALENTED, MAGNIFICENT, YOUNG, CUTE AND ADORABLE BOYBAND in the WORLD. Did I mention they were hot? Right well...they're hot.
And who am I? I am an eighteen year old gay-guy...yes I'm gay got a problem?...from Doncaster with no life no friends no job...nothing except my obsess...I mean dedication of my life over these four boys. I have been a stringer for well forever. From the day I saw them on that stupid X Factor show, which is 4 years now. Quite funny how I became a fan of 4 Strings actually
*flashback*
I was sitting in the back of the class like I usually do because what idiot wants the teacher to know that they are on their phone while she is teaching a class about...well I'll never know about what but who cares. I was busy watching the XFactor on YouTube, without sound of course I was trying to pick up what they were saying from they're actions.
I had my school blazer sprawled out on my legs covering my hands. My phone rested on my knees covered by the blazer. With my left hand, I lifted one side of the blazer and rested my head on my hand looking lazily to make it less suspicious.
Any who I was watching the boot camp phase where all contestants had to show off their dance moves. They were put into groups of six but apparently, or from what I could make out, one of the contestants was missing, Zayn Malik. My heart jumped 'oh no zayn don’t tell me you're gonna back out now you are so close to making it through' I thought.
I have watched all the boys' auditions individually and have fallen in love with each and every one of them. 'This year is going to be hard to vote" I thought. I started nibbling on my fingernails while watching eagerly to find out if Zayn was found or not. Luckily Simon went backstage and found him. Zayn said he didn't want to make a fool out of himself in front of everyone on TV because he couldn't dance. OMG WHAT A CUTIE!! But eventually he was convinced by Simon.
Anyway they were about to announce who went through to the Judges' House. My nerves were killing me now and when they announced all the finalists I was heartbroken as none of them made it through.
"Are you all right Mr. Tomlinson?" I heard my teacher ask me a question as reality hit me
"Yeah why wouldn't I be?" "Seems to me like you have tears on your face" By that time everyone was looking at me and I felt my cheeks heat up.
"I'm fine Miss. Just getting emotional about your teaching, you are SUCH a great teacher Mrs. Chester" I said smiling widely at her trying to cover up the fact that I haven't been paying attention.
"Such a lovely student Mr.Tomlinson"
Luckily I got away with that one and I continued watching my phone. I didn’t know what was being said since I missed a lot during my conversation with the teacher but suddenly all four were on stage and hugging each other and jumping around.
"YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH OH GOD FINALLY YES!! OMG I DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING” I thought. Or at least I thought I thought.
"MR.TOMLINSON" I heard Mrs.Chester shout from the other side of the class room
*end of flashback*
Of course I was sent to the principal's office that day. But who cares, my BABIES WERE FORMED INTO A BAND AND IM SO PROUD. I went onto Twitter and claimed that I was a STRINGER and a proud one :D
From that day on, my life, well my existence consisted purely of stalking them 24/7, tweeting about them, trending hash tags, listening to them everywhere, following them (and hoping they follow me back) and dreaming about them while fanboying myself outta control.
Back to the point where I mentioned it was Harry's birthday.
I quickly changed my profile picture to a cute Harry one and changed my name to 'Hazza the Bear'. I clicked save and when to see who was trending what on the hash tag #Happy18thBirthdayHarry and #HarryWeLoveYou. I immediately clicked on the photos and started retweeting every single one of them and favouriting the ones I don’t' already have saved on my laptop so that I could save them later. When I retweeted over 200 photos on both hash tags, I open a new tweet box, tagged the birthday and love tag and opened my 'Pictures of Harry' folder. I scrolled through the 856 pictures I have of Harry until I found one that fit the caption "happy birthday kitty ears" and tweeted it.
I kept on doing this with several of my harry photos, of course with different captions and I must say my followers' numbers were going up and my notifications started beeping one after the other.
Harry Styles' Birthday followed you
harry the potato retweeted and favourited you photo
harry follow me and harry the curly one followed you
Harry's curls retweeted your photo
HARRY PLEASE followed you
harrygivemesomeofyourgravy favourited your tweet
HARRY ~ CurlyBoy and harry the pussy followed you
HappyBdayHarry retweeted you
'Wow a lot of harry's today huh' i thought to myself. I followed each and every one of them back, cause you know, I'm a nice guy, and kept tweeting. I let a bunch of notifications consume so that I won't check them one by one and when I was at 40 I clicked on it. I scrolled through all of them replying to some mentions and I saw one that said
"quite an original username for me babe ;)"
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FanfictionI followed each and every one of them back, cause you know, I'm a nice guy, and kept tweeting. I let a bunch of notifications consume so that I won't check them one by one and when I was at 40 I clicked on it. I scrolled through all of them replying...
