Our Little Secret [Finished]

Chapter 6

"FOUR MILLIONS SUBSCRIBERS, LET'S GO!!"

Those were the first five words I woke up to hear. 

I opened my eyes groggily, before wondering what the hell was going on. 

I pushed myself  out of my bed and walked out of my room into the living room to see Ethan, Tobi and Harry celebrating. I looked over at the television to see a split screen between two slides- one showing Behzinga's sub count, and the other showing W2S's sub count. Behzinga's was on four million, and W2S's on fifteen million. 

"Congrats." I put on a smile and mumbled before walking to the island and making a coffee with the machine.

"We're going out, tonight, yeah?" Harry confirmed with the boys.

"100%" Ethan agreed.

"I'm down." Tobi added.

I picked up my coffee and walked into my room, putting the hot drink on the desk before opening my laptop and checking to see whether my applications to the modelling agencies had been replied to.

Urban Outfitters had replied. 

I opened the email instantly, not looking up when I heard someone enter my room.

"Sa-" Someone started.

"Wait!" I exclaimed, pausing them so that I could read the email.

I had secured myself an interview with Urban Outfitters tomorrow at five o'clock in the afternoon. I grinned in delight before shutting my laptop and taking my earphones out, pushing them to the end of my bed and facing Ethan, who stood at my door.

"Congrats on four million subs." I congratulated him.

"Thanks." He grinned back, before his smile faltered slightly. "Look, we're all going out to a nightclub tonight... You're going to have to come."

"I will come, but first I need you to answer two questions."

Ethan nodded.

"One, why do I have to come, and two, who all is going to be there."

"Well, you have to come since nobody will be able to..."

"Babysit me?" I finished for him, raising an eyebrow.

"Make sure you're safe." Ethan corrected.

"Right. Now remind me who will be there." 

"Well, the Cals will come, the Sidemen and their Girlfriends, and a few of our YouTube community friends who live near." Ethan explained.

"Alright, well..." I wondered what to say. "Wait, can I bring my laptop?"

"What?!" Ethan exclaimed, shocked.

"Well, do you guys usually have a booth to sit in?" I questioned.

"Yes, but-"

"Well then I can just bring my laptop and sit in the booth and do nothing!" I exclaimed happily in realisation.

"Sadie- nobody does that, though." Ethan reminded me. "Everyone drinks, dances and... well, has one-night stands." 

"Let's be real here, Ethan." I started. "I don't drink, I can't really dance, and I don't want to have a one-night stand."

"Still..." Ethan tried to think of something to say back. "Look, just take your phone and go on that whilst you're in the booth for the time." 

I thought about his offer for a few minutes.

"Alright." I nodded before grinning.

"But please do try to talk with everyone." Ethan pleaded. "Oh, and also- don't take offence if people ask you to hold their drink or make sure nobody drugs their drink."