ཾ. ·˚ ༘ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 . ➶°⁂🎤
𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 -ˋˏ 𝑗𝑎𝑐𝑘 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑜𝑤 ˎˊ-

ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: The Night Is Still Young — Nicki Minaj
･♩: *･ﾟ🎶:* ◄◄  ▐▐   ►► ･ﾟ♪: * ･ﾟ♫:*
❝ 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍
𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚢? ❞

( just so this makes a lil more sense...
the • means like a cut to the next clip/scene
of the video and then the lil gifs are just
for scenes so it isn't that confusing ok? k.
more london shenanigans for you guys
bc it's chewsday innit... ik it isn't but just
enjoy it ahlie 😕😚 )

"hello prime minister- boris! it's nicki minaj and i'm actually bri-ish. how was that?" micaiah looks over at aitch for approval but he just blankly stares at the camera. after a good moment of silence and no answer, micaiah bursts out laughing.

"what's up bitches? it's micaiah aka..."

"the reason your dad is now an ass man and today..." her and elisandra recite the line together, micaiah giggling after. "that's probably the best intro i've ever heard."

"awww elis," she wraps an arm around her shoulder and hugs her tight. "ouuu, you look real good here- hol up." they both give model face for a few seconds.

•

"we're in london town, lads and lasses. fuckin' settings, ya get me?" she flips the camera and focuses it on the scenery outside the window. zooming in, she mutters, "you see that? that's the fuckin' london eye, fam."

"your british accent is actually... pretty good i can't lie."

"see y'all can't even get onto me this is basically my second home."

•

micaiah sets the camera down so she could show off her outfit. "this is the sightseeing fit, feel me?" she had on a cream bodysuit with some high waisted jeans and gucci open toe heels.

"elis looks hot as always. c'mere and into the frame," she drags her over. elis had on leather pants and a lace tank top with artwork on it and some black leather pants. she puts on her shades, making her look even prettier.

"sorry for breathing your air," micaiah blurts out, making her laugh and stop posing.

•

"the boys are out 'cause jack's filming his chicken shop date and i can tell it's gonna be so funny. i love the girl that does it too. shoutout amelia," micaiah explains.

"i'd show cailyn for you guys but she... yo! cailyn!" she shouts and waits for response. "ohhhh, she's in the bathroom. just remembered."

•

"aye!" her and elisandra shout. "cailyn back here takin' a shi—"

"i'm also hella excited for the uh- tour. we go on those double decker bus things and they take us 'round the city," elisandra enthuses as she claps her hands together excitedly.

"mhm. and we're seeing aitch too. all my uk boos," micaiah directly addresses the camera, "y'alls country is fire. the love y'all got is immaculate i swear to god. i don't even feel like leaving. only if someone does a weak american accent one more time. then maybe."

•

"this ain't my city baby, but it's my city baby!" aitch exclaims with a (poor) american accent into the camera.

•

elis and micaiah stare into the camera blankly then pretend as if aitch never spoke.

"anyways, guys. we're on the bus now. we've relocated the stray white rabbits. urb, c'mere," beckoning him over, urban comes into frame and they hug, him smushing his cheek against hers so their faces are squished.

"my makeup, dumbass!" she exclaims before pushing him off. "so stupid. anyways, jack's here too. jack," she says alot more soft and he wraps his arm around her and mumbles, "wassup, y'all? unsubscribe from her right now, her shit is not funny."

"haha. so hilarious."

•

"musty ass."

•

"oh my god, guys. buckingham palace is right there," micaiah whispers before turning the camera over to showcase the monument.

"yo, queen lizzie! we ain't forget what you did to my girl diana! come outside hoe!" elisandra shouts from over the bus rail.

"you was talkin' allat shit lizzie! what now?" cailyn exclaims, filming the palace on her phone.

"they so pussy. all that talk 'bout how you the royal family and shit... can't even back it up. pathetic behaviour." micaiah mutters as they drive past the palace.

•

"guys, the three lil' kids wanna bet- what is it here? five pounds. they wanna bet jack, urb and aitch five pounds that they can't beat them in a lil' soccer match right here," micaiah explains.

"we gotta go easy on you guys, though. you're still a bit too young," aitch says to the kids offscreen. micaiah flips the camera to show the playing field; an abandoned basketball court with their bags and coats as goals.

before the game even starts, a football is sent flying past micaiah, hitting the fence behind her. she zooms in on the culprit — jack with the cheekiest smile on the face.

"so we just takin' niggas heads off now?" she asks him as she flips the camera over. "nah." he replies bluntly and you could see him just slightly as he gets the ball back.

"tryna get your attention."

"really?" she questions and he mumbles a 'yes' offscreen, making her smile stupidly.

•

"if i win can i get a lips?" one of the kids, with short little braids and a nike tracksuit, says to micaiah. confused, she asks him to repeat himself.

aitch, laughing his head off, replies with: "nah, little man is wild. man said he wants to kiss you!"

"on the cheek. can i get a kiss on the cheek from you if i win?"

she turns the camera over and pauses. "these fucking fast ass kids man..."

•

"i can't believe this. y'all- give me this fuckin' camera," cailyn grabs it, unintentionally getting really close. "these niggas just lost. they fucking lost to some literal twelve year olds."

•

"they're literally in pain." cailyn speaks over as she films jack and aitch, sat down, back against the fence with their heads in their knees. "i can't do this no more. what the fuck?"

•

"cailyn, get that camera out my face. bruh," urban pushes it away.

"uh, watch your hands, mr caucasica! this shit expensive." she snaps back, fluffing her hair up and pouting for the camera.

•

"this is my new favourite person in the world, yeah?" aitch wraps his arm around micaiah's shoulder. they were back at the hotel; it was later at night when everyone was drinking (some drunker than others).

"micaiah fucking tamayo, are you mad? c'mon," aitch hugs her even tighter before walking off camera. micaiah pouts like what he did was the cutest shit ever then picks up the camera.

"that man is such a softie when he's drunk, bruh. but yeah this is probably where i'm gonna film the outro 'cause the last thing i've got y'all is some exclusive footage of a jack harlow backstage experience," she whispers the last thing.

"shit is so bummy, by the way!" elisandra exclaims, popping up into the shot. "yup! bummy, rats everywhere, giving you old ass water bottles, shit is dookie!" cailyn adds, going overboard.

"yeah what they said. anyways. thankyou guys so so so much for watching, i love you guys so much the support is brazy and... i'll see y'all at the o2!" she blows a kiss to the camera.

•

the crowd was booming, so full of life as they rapped to the lyrics of already best friends with absolute ease. jack didn't even need to be on that stage.

the camera pans from elisandra wrapped under urban as they watched on, to the crowd, to jack vibing with every single one of them there as he performed, cailyn who sings along to the camera and lastly micaiah flipping it over to do it with her.

as the song ends, jack speaks up. "i fuckin' love you guys." right after, there were deafening screams heard. "know what's so crazy? we got the bestfriends literally right here as i sung this. look at them."

he points over to the girls and once they see micaiah, they get loud too. so much that she had to wave and blow kisses that got her arm hurting a little. "now she loves y'all too," he starts off, "she said it's y'alls energy.

now i can't really believe her until i truly see it. so i want y'all to sing- not even sing, i want y'all to scream this.. from the top of y'all fuckin' lungs, alright? play that shit."

the first few seconds of whats poppin began to play and the cheers start before the song is really even heard.

𝗮 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿:

"sooooo. i don't have much to say. imma just show y'all this picture. okay yup. keep watching."

•

"dude. dude. dude. is that jack grealish? oh my god it is. oh my god, i'm nervous. i'm so nervous. he's too fine in person what the fuck?"

•

"y'all, i'm boutta fart and shit and poo all over the floor or sum, i'm so scaredddd-ah."

•

"daddy? sorry. daddy? excuse me? daddy. sorry... daddy?" micaiah and elisandra say at the same time while looking at him talking to jack.

•

"i said i love it here, i love it even more now!" she says in a joking manner but you could hear all the shaking in her voice when she said it.

"awwww, come here, sweetheart," jack wraps his arm around her and plants a kiss on the side of her head. "finally. finally here with her. it's a dream, i swear to you."

•

"and you're actually hilarious too. i watch your videos and try not to crack up. that video where you pranked your dad and he started cursing up and down in spanish- that fuckin' had me in tears," he went on, not realising he was on camera.

•

"m'kay. micaiah," he gives her another hug, "lovely meeting you. you're amazing."

"so are you, are you kidding? got so much love for you." she was about to say something else but her train of speech gets cut off by another kiss (on her cheek this time).

•

"yep." the video cuts back to just her in her room, where she currently was.

"my pussy dropped. it dropped to the ground. it flatlined after having a heartbeat that fast. thanks for watching i'mma... okay bye."

𝗨𝗣 𝗡𝗘𝗫𝗧 |

𝐇𝐄𝐘, 𝐕𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐂𝐄 ! 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐒𝐊𝐈 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 .
ask siri what a filler is they'll show you
this i stg. but micaiah can't just be a
youtuber without me making a
vlog chapter bc... i feel like that'd be
dumb . but appreciate my skills a sec
bc that last clip of the photo of jack
and jack popping up that you can
hardly see? guess who made that...
yeah me 😁

also 50k... 50 thousund
i ballz fam... 🤨 das
crazy . no but i love u
guys so much it's sooo
cool to see you guys
enjoy my book so much
and the comments y'all
are so FUNNY omg. don't
worry either y'all the
fuckery ends soon...

...or does it?
😏