Your POV

"Finally!" I say out loud to nobody as I wipe the sweat from my brow. I look around my new home. Damn, it looks much better with furniture. I sit down on my new couch and pull out my phone. I've been away from it for too long, people might think I'm dead.

I sink into the cushions and finally get comfortable until...

Knock knock knock.

I groan, then the groan becomes a growl, then a scream. Okay, not a good first impression. My neighbours probably already think I'm off my head, which, to be honest, I kinda am.

I stomp to the front door and open it.

"Didn't sound too happy to have guests."

I roll my eyes. "You're such a prick, Minter."

"That's me," he chuckles. "Can I come in?"

"No, you're not welcome, Simon." I stare blankly at my best friend. He pouts. "Until you give the only girl you'll ever get close to a hug."

"Haha. Make fun of the single one." He wraps his long arms around me and squeezes.

"Not my fault you're my only friend who isn't in a relationship."

"What about the rest of the Sidemen?"

"Except for the ones with actual girlfriends, they date their imaginary friends."

"And Dan and Phil? They're your friends."

"Si, you know I'm a hardcore Phan shipper. Even if it's not canon, it's still real in my mind."

"So I'm your only single friend?"

"Yep. Now are you going to let go and come inside or continue to squeeze the air out of me in this cold arse hallway." He lets go and I move to the side to let him in.

"Wow, this place is nice." He looks around.

"Yeah, thank goodness. Only took me five hours to make it look like someone actually lives here."

"Why did the last people move out again? I mean, why was it so soon? There has to be a reason for them to think, 'brah, we need to get outta here quick'."

I begin to laugh. "Because they thought the building was haunted. They would always hear loud banging and weird sounds coming from the the flat across the hall. I asked some of the other neighbours about it. Apparently the woman across from me is a whore and brings a different man home every night."

Simon bursts into laughter. "That actually happened?!" He shouts. I nod and he runs around the room like an idiot. "Two friends of mine had a neighbour like that. Funny, their place looked a lot like- OH MY GOD!"

I give him a strange look. "What?"

"Do you know who used to live here?"

"Ummm, two druggos who thought the neighbour getting laid was a ghost?"

Simon face palms and looks at me as if to say, 'seriously?!' "Joe Sugg and Caspar Lee!"

I look at him, confused. "Sugg? As in Zoe Sugg?"

"Yes, he's her brother. Do you seriously not know who Joe Sugg is?"

"Or Caspar Lee."

He places his hands on his head. "Y/N, you're a Youtuber. You're supposed to know your fellow people!"

I snort. "Says you. Dan Powell? danisonfire? Don't you bitch to me about not knowing my fellow 'colleagues'."

"Fuck you."

"Sorry, Si, but I'd rather you not. We're best friends, not fuck-buddies."

"I really hate you sometimes, did you know that?" I shrug. "Anyway, back on subject. Me not knowing who Dan was is one thing, but you not knowing Joe and Caspar is just... wow. First of all, Caspar was Jack in Laid in America, a movie that one of your closest friends, next to me, starred in as a main character!"

"Ohhhh, yeah! Now I remember Caspar. That's the only way I know him, though."

"And secondly, Zoe Sugg is, like, your only female friend. And a close friend, too. Surely you should know Joe."

"Nope. But, hey, I'm back in London. I can easily catch up with him sometime. And I'll look at some of his videos, just for you."

"Yay!" Simon grins like an idiot and claps his hands, earning an eye roll from me. "Now sit your arse down, we have a very delayed horror movie night to get over and done with, followed with a Joe and Caspar education. Did you bring snacks and drinks?"

"Yes, I did. What's for dinner?"

"I'm ordering pizza."

"Yay. If only JJ was here, then it would be just like the uni days."

"Yes, yes it would."

Once I've ordered the pizza, I jump onto the couch next to Simon.

"Now, I know we're over this, but... I heard that I'm not the only single one in this room. And I don't see Terry around anywhere, either."

I sigh. "Okay, yes, we broke up. He thought I was really immature, Youtube was just a childish dream and it would never work as a 'proper job' and shit like that."

Simon gives me a look of disbelief. "You met him at one of your meet and greets. The guy was crying and loosing it when it came to his turn to meet you. He's supported you more than anyone. He was basically your biggest fan. So I believe that what you told me was absolutely bullshit."

"Okay, fine! I walked in on him "woohooing" with one of his students."

"Seriously? What an arse! Fucking uni teachers. Bet she was really slutty. I'm so sorry."

"Don't be sorry, it's fine."

"Are you sure?"

"No, I hope they both get herpes."

Simon cracks a smile. "That's my girl."

"Now enough of this. Terry is out of my life. Let's get this movie night started."

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A/N

There, first chapter. A bit less tame than my other x readers? Yeah, I agree.