Brothers Best Friend.

22. Lables

I'm not a morning person in the slightest. Especially today. Today was not my day. I hadn't plugged my charger in last night so my phone was basically dead. I had slept in and didn't get my coffee before Will was dragging me to day two of vidcon. I finally got a coffee, but some tiktok wank bumped into me and I ended up wearing it instead of drinking it. So of course my mood was not the best today.

"Piss off." I snap at Will when he comes over to me sitting by his merch stall.

"As much as I love you, you aren't going to sell much of my merch sitting here with a face like a smacked arse." I just glare at him.

"I will literally put you on the bloody shovel list you dickhead." I snap. He just laughs at me which doesn't help my mood at all. Suddenly our attention is diverted as we hear a bunch of screams... female fangirl screams not the morbid screams. My eyes are drawn towards Alex and George who are walking towards us with Simon and Josh from the Sidemen. George has apparently taken my advice as he had his hoodie (his own merch of course) on with the hood up even with his hat on. I can just tell that he also has a Joshy style mash on under his bandana. The group walk over to us.

"Khloe." Alex nods his head at me.

"I will whack you all with shovels." I huff before slumping further into my chair.

"I brought you a Starbucks." George says handing me a Matt black, exclusive, reusable Starbucks cup.

"Thank God. The evil demon needs to be killed." Will grumbles.

"It's a caramel macchiato I know you like them."  He says shrugging, before turning and waving at passing fans.

"Cheer up Khlo. It's Vidcon." Simon says.

"I don't care if it's vidcon I will cut a bitch today." I snap.  Causing Simon and Alex to take a step back from me. Fans who were walking past stare at me. "I'm going for some air." I say sighing and standing up, I take a sip of my drink as I make my way to the closest exit. As the side door shuts behind me I take a deep breath in the warm air. "Get your act together Khlo." I whisper. I sip on my drink as a few other of the youtubers come out the door and stand at the other side to me, I glance up and see they're all pulling out cigarettes and lights. Makes sense I'd come out the smokers exit. Great. I start making my way round the building.

"Khloe!" I turn around and see that George has followed me outside. I pause and wait for him to catch up. "You look like shit." He deadpans

"I genuinely really feel awful." I say as we sit on a bench out the front of the large building. I place my head on his shoulder as I sip from the straw, he places a hand on my knee. "George." I whisper.

"What's up Khlo?" He says.

"It doesn't matter." I chicken out.

"You can tell me Khloe."

"I want to be more secretive. Like I want to have more privacy from the world. I want to be yours George." He squeezes my leg.

"Khloe... I don't know what to say." He pauses. "I was about to tell you I wanted to be yours and I wouldn't mind being a little more open n public." He laughs a little.

"I suppose we could make a compromise. I'll work on being a lil more private if you come out your shell a little bit." I laugh. "I'm joking you do you boo. Life's a journey not a destination."

"Shut up." He says laughing. "So what are we?"

"Are you wanting to put a label on it yet?" I say.

"I'm not sure that's why I'm asking you. I just know I want to be with you. I want to be able to cuddle you and kiss you whenever I want." I lift my head from his shoulder and look at him. He still has his disguise on but I just know he's smiling.