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isabee London I'm finally here! So excited to share this new journey with you all and my new roomies ✌🏻 🐝imalexx so excited to have you here so George will shut up
isabee I'm really feeling the love here
memeulous fucking finally could Australia be further away
isabee you're just worried I'm gonna give you a run for your money under your roof
user1 omg my favourite masked YouTubers under the same roof I can't
user2 SHOW US YOUR FACE PLEEEAASE
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memeulous getting ready to show my best pal my collectionisabee I'm so excited
jamesmarriotyt finally someone else to sit through his Pokémon waffling 😂
willne I'm getting replaced
memeulous you're irreplaceable
imalexx jealousy doesn't look good on you mate
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willne warding off bad spirits
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Thanking my Uber, I shut the back door and pick my suitcase and two carry bags off the side wall. To say I was shitting a brick was an understatement. I looked down to my phone and triple checked the floor and door number of their apartment George had messaged me. I made my way into the building and lift, pressing the 11th floor button, feeling sick in my stomach. I do not like lifts. When the door opened I walk out and down the hallway until I reach number 5.
I pause out front of the door, nerves making my hands shake. I knew it would all be okay, but I was still nervous that the boys would finally see my face and not like me. I had a great idea, I reached into my handbag and pulled out my mask I would usually wear on camera and fitted it on. If anything it would be a laugh, and I was less nervous, so I gave three hard knocks to the front door.
"She's here!" I hear Alex yell on the other side. I recognised his voice from his videos and our group phone calls when we would collab. I noticed the peeking hole in the door and hope no one would look through, but those dreams were squashed when I hear a manic laugh on the other side of the door. "Alex you're not going to believe what she's done" George chuckles before opening the door.
"Isabel!" he yells as he swings open the door and envelopes me in a hug. "Finally! Come in!" he says grabbing my suitcase for me as we walk in. "Nice touch," he says motioning to the mask, I only laugh in return, totally overwhelmed at meeting my best YouTube friend.
Alex jumped off the couch and rushed over, giving me a big hug. "Come on I want a face reveal!" he said hurriedly.
"Wait wait I need to take in you guys first!" I laughed. I looked over at George, he was to put it politely, fucking handsome. He had loosely curled light brown hair and light blue/green eyes, and my my what a jawline he had. His cheek bones also perfectly placed on his heart shaped face. "You're so fucking cute!" I squealed and pinched his cheeks, laughing.
"Okay okay are you ready?" I ask as I bring my hands to my mask, the boys nodding excitedly. I pull it down quickly and smile, feeling like a massive weight lifted off my shoulders. Both boys had wide eyes and were smiling.
"Well, you're fucking gorgeous" Alex says as he puts a hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah shit," George says laughing. "I'm gonna have to heard the lads away from my best friend in the club."
"Oh shut up you guys," I laugh, tucking my hair behind my ear. "Right so I better settle in!"
George showed me to my room and I took some time to get showered and unpacked. Apparently George's comment about the club was specific to tonight, and much to my dismay he explained people were already coming to the house in an hour to have some drinks earlier before we left, and meet me. I managed to get myself as ready as I could before walking out of the room in a short black dress that had a low back with cross straps, and my hair with simple waves, along with a natural makeup look.
Walking down the hall with my heels in hand, not ready to put them on until we actually left I yelled out. "So who's actually coming?"
As I walk into the the lounge room, the boys are no longer alone, and I find myself rolling my eyes at the tall Geordie lent against the floor to ceiling windows.
"So that's what the renowned Isabel Rogers looks like," he says with a shit eating smirk.
My eyes narrow as I stair at him from across the room. "Lenney," I seethe.
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FanfictionNot everything is sunshine and daisies upon Isabel Rogers' arrival to London. Surrounded by new friends, new housemates and a whole new life, a fresh start is seeming hopeful, not to mention a promising step forward in her YouTube career. That is un...