I'm a youtube star?! (One Direction fanfic)
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Last published Sat, Oct 25, 2014
~Mitchell (little brother)~ Hey I'm Sams little brother. This story is about her, but she doesn't know why, so that's why I'm here. She is 19 years old, I'm 15 years. We both have blonde hair and blue eyes. But Sam painted it brown. Now, why am I here? I have a youtube account with over 1 million watchers. Yeah I'm populair I know. My sister loves dancing and singing. She is soo good but she is way to shy. So I film her and put that on my account. Ofcourse she knows about my account but not that she's on it. I know, I'm brilliant mwuahah. Okay maybe I'm a bit devilish-ish, but that doesn't matter. The people must know about her talents. But what will happen when a man, named Simon Cowell, finds out about those videos? Yeah, you will have to read. Mwuahaha I told you, devilish ;) BTW I'M NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR THE TRAUMATICS YOU CAN GET AFTER READING WEIRD THINGS. IT'S ALL YOUR RESPONSIBILITY IF YOU'LL BE DOING WEIRD STUFF LIKE DRINKING OUT OF A TOILET :P
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