Minishaw Oneshots

{2} Oblivion

Harry never dreamed that he'd be 23 and basically a millionaire. Then again, he'd be lying if he said that he's never envisioned himself driving around London or another big city with a Lamborghini and a massive apartment to go home to every night. Going on lavish holidays and spending money on nights out.

It was luck really. Who knew that filming videos of yourself playing Fifa would shoot you to stardom? Could make you enough money that you'd never have to do another days work. Definitely not Harry Lewis.

But pretty early on in life he realized that there was more to life than money and fame. Specially when his best friend moved away when he was 16. He felt really heartbreak that day. And if he was honest, he never wanted to feel it again.

He did spend the first 2 years of his new found wealth on useless shit. Like that Lamborghini (that he had to sell more than a year later). Maybe spent a bit on some illegal substances but that was the old 20 year old Harry that knew nothing about the world.

Who knew a few comments about him being a druggie would lead to a whole new lifestyle for him. He halted the money he spent on things that would never benefit him. Instead, decided to move into a flat with 2 friends he had made through YouTube.

Got back to filming on his main channel and a maybe 2 videos once a month on his second. YouTube was the second best thing to ever happen to the boy.

The first thing was definitely his ex best friend. He says ex but they never really fell out. The other boy moved away. Harry has always known that it was coming. He was 2 years older than him and it was only natural to leave the town once you turned 18.

That's when Harry turned to YouTube. He desperately needed to find an escape from his broken heart. And he found it. Who would've guessed almost 6 years later he'd be sitting in his flat in London arguing with his best friend over a party.

"But Ca-," "No "buts" mate! We promised Tobi that we'd be at the party. Do you really want to break our sweet little innocent Tobis heart?" Cal asked him, giving him eyes that always made Harry give in. "Only for Tobi," he muttered making his way to the bathroom. A shower was most definitely needed.

"Yes Boggo! You're the best. Promise you don't regret this! We might even find you a new boy!" Cal smirked. Even from the bathroom Harry could sense it. "Fuck off Cal. Go get ready!".

Hour and a half later and they had arrived at Tobid flat. Instantly being met with the smell of alcohol and the sight of drunk people stumbling all over the place.

Harry desperately wanted to turn around. Normally he was up for a party, any excuse to get drunk really. But he was trying to get better. He was really was. But once he saw Tobi bouncing up to him he knew he had to stay.

He quickly found Ethan talking to a few people. Decided to go see if he knew where Jj was. He hadn't seen the boy in almost a month and as much as he didn't want to admit it. He missed him.

"Hey Bez!" Harry grinned walking over to the boy. "BOG!" He exclaimed throwing an arm around his shoulders. "How've you been mate?". "Good good, just wonderin if Jide's comin?" He asked.

"Aye yeah! He's meant to be bringing an old friend. Apparently he's moved in with JJ and he feels bad leaving him alone. I'm sure he'll introduce you," Ethan explained softly nudging the boy. Harry rolled his eyes, "you're as bad as Cal".

Looking around he quickly found the drinks table. I mean, 1 or 2 wouldn't hurt him. Would it?

"Can't believe I've to break my "no alchol for a month" rule," Harry sighed. "You don't-," Ethan began. "No no. I can sense that bottle of vodka has my name on it. And I'd hate to keep it waiting".