I sat in the living room that I shared with Alex and George, scrolling aimlessly through social media.

"Well, you look super bored." I looked over the edge of the sofa and smiled at George as he walked into the room.

"Just finished editing and uploading my video, I'm taking a break." I nodded. He returned it and looked at me.

"You fancy being in mine? It's a main channel one." He spoke. I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Will there be any questions about my relationship with Will?" I asked.

"Will you do it if I say no?" he returned. I nodded, making him shrug and smile.

"Then no." he shook his head. I chuckled and returned it, raising my eyebrow again as George grabbed his large bottle of vodka from the kitchen cabinet.

"What exactly does the video entail, Georgie?" I teased as we headed along the corridor and into his room.

"So, I kind of needed you to say yes because a few days ago, I tweeted out asking for questions that people wanted both of us to answer. So, we're going to answer them, and if you don't want to answer one, you have to take a shot as a forfeit." He explained.

"So we're playing truth or dare, just without the dare?" I asked as we sat down at his desk.

"Essentially, yeah." He nodded, putting on his bandanna, sunglasses and hat before pressing "record".

"Hey, everyone, welcome back to the main channel, today I'm here with Y/N, also known as Y/Y/N." George spoke.

"How's it gannin', lads?" I smiled.

"Speak normally, you filthy Geordie." He teased, making me gasp jokingly and hold a hand up to my chest in fake offence.

"So, today we're answering the questions that you guys sent to me, and because we're two adult and very stressed alcoholic YouTubers, we're going to take a shot as a forfeit for every question that we don't want to answer. You ready, Y/N?" George asked as he looked at me.

"Let's go." I smiled.

"No, I'm not going to tell your four million subscribers what my kinks are, George, why are all of my questions so fucking sexual?" I groaned, my head starting to feel the effects of the previously downed four shots as I knocked back another one.

"Not going to lie, probably because you're female." George chuckled, his speech also slightly slurred from his alcohol consumption.

"Here's another good one, Y/N. Out of the Eboys, who would you shag?" George read out.

"Ew. Considering that three of you are like my brothers and that I'm already shagging the fourth, I have to say the one that I'm shagging, Will." I giggled, too drunk to care that I was exposing myself and Will.

"Oh, yeah, your whole friends-with-benefits deal. How's that going?" George asked.

"It's going well, he's a good shag. But I want him to be more than that." I drunkenly pouted as I rested my head tiredly on George's shoulder. He looked at me.

"You what?" he scoffed.

"Yeah. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love shagging him, but I'm in love with him, so I want everything else that comes with the shagging. He doesn't, though. That's the issue." I sighed, sadness and heartbreak seeping into my drunken mind.

"Y/N, mate, talk to him about how you feel. You never know, he might want more than just friends with benefits too." He nodded. My eyes widened and I raised my head slightly to look at him.

"George, what has he said to you?" I gulped. I could see his eyes widening slightly through the sunglasses.

"No, nothing, I just think that actually talking to him would help clear up how you feel. That's all." He shrugged before looking back at the camera. I sighed and gulped, trying to reassure myself that he didn't mean anything by the statement, though the alcohol numbing my head quickly allowed me to forget the statement.

Will's P.O.V

Will sat at his desk, editing his most recent video and making sure that it was perfect before uploading it. Suddenly, his phone buzzed with a text from George, making his eyebrows furrow as it seemed to be a link for a video. He unlocked his phone and clicked onto the text.

George: Obviously not going to post this since she ended up getting quite drunk, which is why she admitted what she did, but YOU need to see this. Skip to 09:36. You're welcome ;).

Will's eyebrows furrowed, George's text confusing him as he clicked the link. It opened YouTube to reveal a private video, only visible to George and Will. The title read "getting drunk with Y/Y/N!", making Will chuckle and shake his head. He started playing the video and then skipped to the time-stamp that George had told him to go to.

"Here's another good one, Y/N. Out of the Eboys, who would you shag?" George read out.

"Ew. Considering that three of you are like my brothers and that I'm already shagging the fourth, I have to say the one that I'm shagging, Will." Y/N giggled, clearly too drunk to know what she was saying. Will's eyes widened.

"Oh, yeah, your whole friends-with-benefits deal. How's that going?" George asked.

"It's going well, he's a good shag. But I want him to be more than that." She drunkenly pouted as she rested her head tiredly on George's shoulder. Will's eyes widened further. No wonder George had wanted him to see this video, Y/N was admitting that she felt the same way about Will that he did about her.

"You what?" he scoffed.

"Yeah. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love shagging him, but I'm in love with him, so I want everything else that comes with the shagging. He doesn't, though. That's the issue." Y/N sighed. Will's heart started to speed up, his brain trying to process the fact that Y/N had admitted to loving him back, and George had been genius enough to get it on camera.

"Y/N, mate, talk to him about how you feel. You never know, he might want more than just friends with benefits too." He nodded.

"Aye, lad, convince her." Will mumbled to himself as Y/N's eyes widened and she raised her head slightly to look at George.

"George, what has he said to you?" she gulped. Will gulped too, his heart in his throat as he waited to see what George would say.

"No, nothing, I just think that actually talking to him would help clear up how you feel. That's all." He shrugged before looking back at the camera. Will paused the video, giving his mind a second of silence to process what he had just watched. What he had just heard. But he didn't get it as his phone buzzed again. He looked down at it, his eyes widening against as this time, the text was from Y/N.

Y/N: Hey, can we meet up? To talk? X

Will gulped, already knowing what she wanted to talk about. And boy, was he more than ready for that conversation.

Will: Aye, sure. I'll come over? X

Y/N: Sure, see you soon x

Will took another deep breath as he hyped himself up for what was about to happen. He grabbed his keys and threw on a "Your Mother" hoodie.

"Let's go get ourselves a girlfriend, lad." He mumbled to himself as he headed out of his room and then out of his apartment.

Y/N's P.O.V

I opened my front door to reveal Will standing there, hands in his hoodie pocket and his grey beanie covering all of his curls bard the front few tiffs.

"Hey." I chuckled as he leant down and pecked my lips before walking in.

"You alright, lass?" he smiled, taking my hand and pulling me back into the apartment.

"I'm okay." I nodded as we both sat down on the sofa and looked at each other.

"So, you wanted to talk." He stated, looking at me as he clasped his hands together. I gulped and looked at him.

"So, obviously we have this arrangement of friends with benefits, but I don't want that anymore with you. I want it all, Will. I want to keep the sex but I want to add to that the dates, the hand-holding, the falling asleep together and waking up next to each other, the you getting jealous if another guy tries to pick me up, the romance, the...well...everything. I want more." I rambled. Will nodded and bit his lip as he tried not to smile.

"Well, lass, it's good that you told me. Because I want it all too." He admitted. My eyes widened.

"You do?" I scoffed.

"Why wouldn't I, pet? You're everything that I want, and more. I love you, Y/N, I love everything about you. I want all of the stuff that you mentioned too. I want more." He nodded. I stared at him, my lips quickly cracking into a laugh as Will smiled at me.

"So, what do you say, lass? Want to upgrade this friends with benefits deal to a full-on relationship?" he chuckled, making me laugh again at his phrasing.

"Yes, Will. Yes, I do." I nodded before leaning forward and pressing my lips against his. He returned the kiss immediately, my hands holding his face as his hands held my waist. He broke the kiss and looked at me.

"I'm so glad that George got you drunk enough to admit what you did." He chuckled and shook his head. My eyes widened.

"He did that on purpose?" I scoffed. Will's eyes widened slightly.

"Um...no." he lied. I rolled my eyes and smiled as I leant in and kissed him again, Will smirking against my lips as he returned the kiss.