𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 (𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨) (+ 𝙢𝙘𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨)

𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 - 𝘨𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦

< Type: fluff, slight angst, mature >
< Word count: 2401 >

A/N
"THIS FANFICTION WAS ABOUT TOMMY BEFORE BUT ONE OF MY GIRLIES INFORMED ME HE WAS UNCOMFORTABLE WITH FANFICTIONS SO I HAVE DECIDED TO CHANGE IT TO A GEORGE FANFICTION"

This story takes place when George a new student in Uni(college) so he would be around 16-17
[George's POV]

To be completely honest, when starting this whole YouTube thing I didn't expect to blow up as much as I did. Now, I barely even focus on my classes. And it feels like I've lost touch with my real-life friends as I've gotten closer to my online friends such as Clay, Nick and so on.

The stream had been going on for 30 minutes now and I already felt tired. I sighed. I knew tomorrow I had to give socialising a chance. I cringed almost just thinking about it. Chat noticed my slight sigh and the lack of energy. I just explained that I had a lot on my plate. I'm grateful that my fans didn't mind the slight lack of energy.

I smiled at the thought of them supporting me no matter what. I raised my head cracking my back. I continued on streaming knowing I won't have much time to stream or make videos after today. So with that thought, I just decided to enjoy the rest of the night.

The light from the window kissed my forehead slightly but was interrupted by my alarm clock. Haven't heard that monstrosity in ages now. From the sound, I sprung up from my bed almost breaking my phone trying to turn off the alarm clock.

I adjusted to the now uncomfortable light hitting my eyes. 7 am. Today was mostly like a trial day. Explaining day you could say.

I felt like absolute rubbish. I groaned, my body weight falling back on my bed.

I placed my hands on my face rubbing my face harshly. I rolled over to check my phone. I had plenty of DMS to check but I just wasn't in the mood. I had already wasted a good amount of time in my bed forcing myself to get up.

And when I finally did, I barely had any time. "Mum!!", I shouted. I looked around for her everywhere. Forgot she had an early work shift on Mondays since I never wake up this early on Mondays.

I groaned at the inconvenience. I had to take the bus. I couldn't be arsed to eat anything for breakfast. As I was grabbing my bag, and my pc and a few notebooks that my mum had gotten me to use last year but I didn't.

I checked my school email for my schedule, I struggled with it for a bit being the dumbarse I was. I finally got a glimpse of the time and realised the bus was coming in 7 minutes.

I hurried down to the bus stop, only barely making it. Surely this day couldn't get any more shit like. In the bus, I was still messing around with my school email trying to figure out where they had sent it.

I almost missed my stop being frantic and stressed out. But out of pure luck, someone took notice of this.

I felt a slight tap on my shoulder. "Excuse me", a high pitched. A female voice interrupted me.

"Is this your stop?", she pointed with her thumb out of the window. I just looked at her dumbfounded.

"Is this (college name)", I asked her. Gosh, I probably sounded like an absolute imbecile in this exact moment.