After another half an hour waiting for the boys to finish up their new video so me and Freya could go home with them.

Soon enough, they had packed up and grabbed their things. I threw on my favourite green coat, and noticed Harry putting on the same one. I laugh and he jogs over. "Matching, are we?" He winks and I playfully shove him.

"How cute!" Freya nudges us both. We immediately step away from each other, and Harry changes the conversation. 

"What you doing this week?"

"Not much, why?"

"I wondered if you wanted to film another gaming video tonight so I can kick your arse on film once again." He smiled and held out his hand.

"Game on."

~

I knock at a new apartment door. A face I hadn't seen before greeted me at the door. He was very tall, had a long-ish face and a huge smile. "Hey, you here for Harry I'm guessing?"

I nod. "Thank you-"

"Cal. Freezy is easier as the other cal is over there. He points to a rather pale, jet black haired boy, with his feet up on the coffee table. "Yo," he called, his eyes fixated on the tv.

"Harry is just down there," Freezy points to the door right at the end of the left. I knock gently and he tells me to come in.

"Knew it wasn't one of the boys, I thought a mouse was knocking," Harry jokes, spinning around on his chair to face me. "Prepared to loose?"

"You said that last time," I say confidently, but stand there awkwardly not knowing whether to sit.

"Just make yourself comfortable,
ignore all the clothes."

I sit on the bed, revolted by the ladies underwear under the bed and on top. I knocked it off the bed with my feet. Harry certainly didn't clean his room, it was a pigs
sty.

"What we playing?" I say, trying to take my mind off of the clothes lying around I did not want near me.

"Rocket League " he replies and
turns on his Xbox.

I didn't worry about the fact I'd never played it before. I would pick it up as we went along anyways.

As I got my game face on and silently hyped myself up, he turned on his camera and enthusiastically greets his subscribers. "Yo whatsup guys, today unfortunately is not another pack opening but instead we have someone's arse that is gunna get kicked!"

"Wow what a gentleman. Doesn't even introduce his guest," I pretend to be offended, but giggling and blowing my cover.

"I'm Kelli, and your gunna watch his arse get beat," I say, pumping my chest.

He laughs and says let's get into it.

I first learn how to drive my vehicle. It's pretty simple, but the hardest part is defending my goal. Harry is 1-0 up and is boasting about how he's going go win. I tell him not for long as I manage to get the car to hit the ball into the top right hand goal, an easy win. As Harry is distracted, he turns back to the game to see me sat in silent, flipping him off. He turns to the screen to see 'goal!' flashing on the screen.

"WHY CAN'T I JUST WIN FOR ONCE!" He screams, one of his signature, high frequency, deafening screeches, and throws a wooden chair that was lying in his cluttered room at the blank wall. It shatters to pieces and I howl with laughter as I shield my eyes.

I roll off the bed in laughter, screaming when I land on some dirty underwear. He cries with laughter too, and takes the camera to zoom in on my face. I stick my tongue out and we giggle lot's more. I really forget about my issues when I'm with Harry, and I think he does too.

"You really piss me off you do," Harry grumbles as he picks up the broken chair pieces.

"Don't I know it Lewis."

After another groundbreaking win, I say goodbye to Harry. As I open the door he frantically shouts "Rematch."

I laugh and call back "Of course."

As I walk on home, my thoughts slowly come back the more I walk away from his apartment. Even though everything is laid out of the table now, I can't help but feel a sense of vulnerability. People know everything about me, couldn't they just use it against me?

I unlock the door, remembering my keys this time and welcomed in by Freya, she pulls me into a hug and I reciprocate, smelling her hair. "Strawberries," I mumble and she giggles.

"How did the filming go with Harry?" She asks inquisitively, and I sigh.

"Really well actually. But the thing is-" I stop talking and fiddle with my hands. Freya ushers me to talk and I do. "I don't know, something small inside me tells me not to trust him, or he isn't telling me things which makes me not want to trust him. It's weird, Freya. Even after uploading that video I still can't seem to trust anyone but you, Talia and Hattie."

She nods. "He isn't the most talkative guy, he hides his emotions very well and confuses everyone. I know you had trouble in the past with trust and we are an exception, just take your time, I don't think he fully trusts anyone either and you wanna take the video down because your scared the more people that see it, the less you'll trust anyone."

I don't understand how she knew any of that. I hadn't told anyone about wanting to take the video down, I just pretended it didn't bother me. I place my head in my hands. "I try. I try and trust but it hurt me too much the last time and I don't think I wanna go through that again. More so with guys, maybe I'm getting better with talking to girls."

"Yes you are. It's all about progress, and you've made loads. You don't even realise it. We are proud of you and if you aren't ready to take the next step then don't."

This girl doesn't understand how much he's changed my life, and for the better. My life is so much different than what it was a couple weeks ago. It's unbelievable how one person can go from homeless to hot news in such a short time.

I go onto my Twitter and tweet:

'new ideas for my yt channel, I'll
do literally anything lmao'

I had picked up some more abbreviations from the guys and was using it more than I should.

I hit send and immediately people begin commenting ideas on what I could do. I grab a notebook from the desk drawers, scribbling down the ideas from my new fans. I never knew having fans would make me feel so loved and appreciated.

@extraordinaryidiot
film your death on camera, your a
liar and a fake

I was shocked. And when I'm upset I get angry, so begin typing my response, my fingers typing faster than my brain trying to stop me.

@kelliwills replied to
@extraordinaryidiot :
read your name sweetie, that's what you are so keep your dumb comments off my channel or you'll be sorry❤️

I didn't even have time to comprehend I had just been told to kill myself. These lowlifes really had nothing better to do that ruin mine. I could feel my ears ringing, my head pounding.

My heart racing faster than all the rest, I slammed the door shut and screamed my anger away into my pillow. Tears began to follow with my screams, and I didn't have the strength to stop it.

I heard knocks and voices checking up on me, I ignored them all, too weak to even talk.

—
Harry Lewis

Thanks a lot, asshat.

Harry: don't tell me this is about that message. I apologised.

Thanks to you, I just got given a death threat. Told to film my death on camera because I'm a liar and a fake.

Harry: shit, I don't know what to say.

Say nothing you jerk.
read 9:45pm

—
I'd done it again, took the blame out on Harry because I was mad. I instantly felt regret and guilt, but still couldn't apologise.
—

galdem😌😘🔥

Freya👀⭐️ babes I saw your reply to that awful comment, I'm so sorry
Talia😜💅 if you wanna come let out your anger on Simon, feel free he's being really annoying and won't do the dishes

Thanks guys, but I need to apologise to Harry for taking it out on him and saying it's all his fault, again. I'm so bad at keeping friends.

—

I sigh, how was I going to apologise to him this time? I only sorted things out with him only hours ago.

Ten minutes later I arrived at his apartment, I knocked on the door to be greeted by the other Cal. "Hey there," he said cheerfully. "What brings you here, again?