Chapter Eight

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A/N: So yet another month has gone by with infrequent updates. However, holiday break is here and my New Year's Resolution is to write more and get on an update schedule. But yeah. Also if you want to ask me to update or have an idea or something you want Toby or Taylor to wear, just tweet me! I promise I won't bite. Also, if you tweet me asking me to update often, or semi often, I might just actually update more. idk I'm weird.

But anyway, here's chapter 8!

Taylor's Outfit is here: www.polyvore.com/taylors_party_outfit/set?id=103510491

Taylor's POV

The moment I had stepped foot into Anthony and Kalel's house, I was dragged into their living room, and was surrounded by the girls of YouTube.

"I'm Zoe. This is Louise, Tanya, Alexa, Justine, Kate, Jeana, Marzia, Jenna, Grace, Hannah, Laina, Niomi, Laci, Raychul, Lisa, Kalel and Olga!" A girl said in a British accent, pointing to all the girls surrounding me. Zoe looked somewhat familiar, but I couldn't figure out why. "Well I already know most of you, but to those I don't, it's great to meet you!" Then ig hit me why Zoe looked so familiar. "Zoe, did you happen to frequent a Starbucks in Brighton or the central London area?"

"Uh, yeah, central London area...Why?"

"Did you happen to have hot tea spilled on you two or three times?" I asked. There was no harm in trying, but if this was the girl I had spilled tea on then boy were things about to get awkward.

Zoe looked at Tanya and Louise, probably for confirmation, and then looked back at me. "Yeah, actually I did."

It was then when I started turning red. "I knew it! Ohmigawd I am so sorry!"

Zoe started laughing. "Oh dear, that was you? It's okay!"

From then on I sat and talked with the girls for what seemed like hours, until I realized that Toby was nowhere to be found.

"Looking for someone?" A beautiful girl with a Russian accent asked me. I think her name was Olga, though I couldn't really remember.

"Yeah actually," I said, getting up from my seat on the couch. "I'm looking for the guy I came here with." I said, scanning the room.

"What's his name, and what does he look like? I might know him."

I closed my eyes, and thought about Toby. "He's tall, has green eyes, dark brown untamed hair, he has on a leather jacket, jeans, sneakers and a green t-shirt with writing on it, and his name is Toby," I said, finishing my description, opening my eyes and looking at Olga. "Know him?" I asked.

A spark of recognition flared in her green-grey eyes, and I could see she knew who I was talking about. But just as she was about to respond, Zoe, Tanya, and Louise dragged me out of the living room and into the game room.

"We've got some people we want you to meet, Taylor," Louise said, by way of explanation.

"This," Tanya said, pointing to the cluster of guys, "is our side of YouTube. Taylor, meet Jack and Finn Harries, Dan, Phil Lester, Caspar, Jim, Alfie, Joe, Marcus, Louis, Ben, Troye, Sam, Bertie, Chris, Charlie, and PJ."

"Hi!" The guys said, in various accents.

"And for the American chapter," Zoe said, pointing to yet another cluster of guys, "is Tyler, Connor, Bart, Jesse, Chester, Gabe, Joey, Sawyer, Jon, Phil DeFranco, Ray, Seth, Toby, Jack Douglass, Sean, Steve, Anthony, Ian, Joshua, Timothy, and the Fine bros."

"Well I know a lot of you, and to those I've just met, hi!" I laughed, my eyes falling on Toby. He held my gaze as he shifted in his seat, and then stood up. He started to walk in my direction, but then froze, his eyes fixed on the doorway. I turned just slightly, but not enough to be noticeable. Standing there in the doorway was Olga. While everyone around them was moving, most to give me hugs and chat, they just stood there, and I watched them while talking to Jack Douglass. She motioned for Toby to follow her, and after a little while he did. The moment he stepped out of the room with her, my heart dropped.


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