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In which a girl’s favorite youtuber reaches out to her to help make a prank for his twin brother. secretly though, she’s his favorite youtuber as well.

Grayson Dolan x Y/n.

full book is on my wattpad :)

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SHE SMILED with glee as she kept refreshing her profile. y/n had only been asleep for 3 hours before she was bombarded with messages & phone calls from her agent. it felt like a dream to have her favorite YouTuber follow her, let alone like & comment on her most recent post.

she didn't want to get her hopes up just in case it was just nothing . she considered that maybe it was just grayson showing support for a smaller youtuber. she sighed as she poured herself some coffee.

as the silence swallowed the ambience, she looked around at her empty apartment. she couldn't help but feel a bit homesick. as much as she was grateful to have everything she's dreamt of, there was a part of her that just felt empty.

she couldn't help only shake her head as she brought herself back to reality, thanks to the help of her phone ringer. she rolled her eyes as the notifications kept going off.

her heart stopped at the sight of a specific message. she had to put her device down before glancing at it one more time to make sure she was seeing correctly.

(see image above)

maybe it was somebody pretending to be him. as y/n clicked onto the dm , she felt herself trembling with anticipation. as she clicked open the message, a blue verification flag was next to his name.

she screamed as loudly as possible before she composed herself enough to muster up a response.

moms.spaghetti:

thank u ! means a lot to me! coincidentally you & ethan have inspired me to do what i love most. and i would be honored to do a collab with you guys sometime !

she continued holding her phone in her hands, trembling as she awaited a response. after it had been a good 5 minutes, she gave up & thought about going on with her day. it was just him trying to be nice & make her feel welcomed into the youtube community. she had received plenty of similar messages so she didn't think to hard about it.

it was shortly after that she had begun working on other projects that she felt her phone vibrate. her heart once again sank as she turned it on to be met with another message from grayson.

GraysonDolan:

sweet! :) we're glad that we inspire you!

we should definitely plan for that collab sometime! add me on snap , its GraysonDolan . what's urs ?

y/n squealed with glee. this had been the best thing to have happened to her in a while. everything she ever wanted was finally paying off. she stopped in her thoughts, she couldn't get ahead of herself. the boys probably had partners. this crush she had on them was only her imagination. there was no way she would ever be their type, she'd just been watching too many edits of them.

once she responded to his dm with her own snap, she didn't think twice as she opened up her snapchat & made sure she had him added on there. all she could do was just wait for the add back. it could potentially take days, considering how many people try to add them-

there was a ding.

she glanced down & saw that she had been added back. along with that came a message from grayson, again.

y/n had to take a moment to gather her thoughts. this was real life, right? or was she dreaming? no, there was no way she was dreaming. everything felt too real to only be a made up dream.

grayson:

heyyy :)

just wanted to thank you again for taking up our offer. e is a huge fan of your vlogs , so am i!!

it would be amazing if we could record a prank on him. lmk what you think!!

y/n:

of course! that would be awesome. would you mind if i filmed the process to it for my channel?

the two ended up texting for a good chunk of the day, both just planning out their video, a good date & how it would go down. not only that but they were also just getting to know each other a little better. y/n was able to open up to him about how horrible her social anxiety was & how being a content creator has helped her in social interactions.

grayson opened up to her about the downside to being male content creator ( crazy fans, stalker, etc.) but that at the end of the day, they could only feel gratitude over everyone who has gotten then to where they are today. they bonded over ups & downs of living on their own in a whole different city. before they realized, the day had full disappeared & it was time to sleep.

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she fiddled with the straps on her backpack. her stomach was filled with butterflies. it had been two weeks of texting & planning the prank grayson & her would pull off on ethan. there was so much that was going on that she couldn't fully pinpoint her mind onto one thing. her only thought was that she was going to meet THE grayson dolan. after years of watching him, she was going to be able to meet/ work with him.

her thoughts continued jumping around.

it was then that a strong smell of cologne hit her nostrils.

"y/n?"

she turned & saw the teen standing before her. y/n scrambled to find the perfect words to greet him with. " hi. nice to meet you."

"nice meeting you too. wow this is awesome. hey thanks so much for agreeing to do this prank with me. ethan is going to flip when he finds out."

y/n watched him as he continued blabbering on about the prank & how good it was going to be. it was only a couple of seconds later that he managed to realize that the girl was just staring at him, sitting in silence. "i'm sorry. where are my manners. i had you meet with me here at starbucks, least i can do i get you something."

he gave her a toothy grin. she could only shake her head & mutter , " just a water is fine. thank you." he nodded as he walked to stand in line.

y/n mentally kicked herself. she could text him with no issue but in person? she became shy. whyyyyy? she sighed as she watched the boy come back with drinks. " so let's talk about it. how will this happen? "

" well i was thinking that we could start off in the warehouse. you & ethan could do record a 'truth or dare' video. meanwhile, i'll make some noises through the building. that way he's getting an eerie feeling. then you could have him check out the-" y/n blushed as she could feel his stare on her.

"um did you have anything you wanted to add?" she quickly grabbed her pencil & started scribbling away at her ideas notepad. he shook his head 'no'.

"i think so far i like your idea. continue."

"well...um.. long story short i would just basically play the role of a creepy stalker, i think i'd even wear a disguise to give you guys the creeps. i could just make noises around you guys, let him see me a couple of times so he knows someone is there but you play it off as if no one was there."

he laughed & nodded. " i like that."

she could feel her nervous jitters melting away with every moment he made her feel comfortable. they would end up being in the coffee shop for an extra 3 hours. just talking some more but also putting the plan into action. it was all set. the next step was to get a disguise for the following day. afterwards, y/n would wait for the perfect time to break into the warehouse.

as she drove home, her phone vibrated. she smiled at the sight of the messenger. it had been grayson.

Grayson:

goodnight !:) had lots of fun excited about sunday !!

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big 4

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Logan Mitchell X Reader

like i mentioned in my rodrick x reader fanfiction, my writing isn’t as good as it used to be ( i haven’t written anything in a while but im slowly trying to do so !) i would appreciate any feedback :) ty !

also follow my wattpad . @/bylersss

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Logan sighed & pressed his hand against her cheek. A sob escaped her lip as she leaned into his hand. he smiled at her & wiped away her tears. "what about you though. i don't want to leave you behind."

"you're gonna be amazing. you're gonna rock the whole country with your talent. this is a once in a lifetime opportunity." a sudden wave of sadness hit him. "all relationships end in a break up in order to date again."

she chuckled. "you're such a nerd." she leaned again his shoulder as the sky began to cry. cold droplets hit her exposed back, she could only shiver. "i will always be here for you. no matter what." logan pulled away from as the intercom announced a flight.

flight 489 now boarding.

she looked at him one more time before she started walking towards the gate. the teen could only watch her as she disappeared into the crowd. he sighed as kendall placed a hand on his shoulder.

"she's gonna be amazing. you needed to let her go." kendall spoke up. "she's gonna rock all of L.A."

he sighed once again, looked back at the now closed gate & made his way to the exit. his heart felt heavy but he knew kendall had a point. she was bound to have lots of success. he didn't want her to feel as if he was weighing her down. so he had to let her go.

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logan nervously watched as the boys stuck their heads out the windows in excitement. they had only just landed in LA & were on their way to roque records. what did they know about being singers? would they be enough for the label ?

oh god. what if they don't like us ?

logan shook his head to compose his thoughts. everything was going to be fine. kendall always had a plan. james could be the backbone & carlos....well he would just be carlos.

they suddenly found themselves in front of an apartment complex. the sign read 'palmwoods' . he followed behind the rest of the group as they made their way through the building . he bit down on the inside of his cheek as he witnessed other kids his age walk past , whether they had a script in hand or a musical instrument, they all seemed preoccupied.

he suddenly felt out of place. he didn't belong here. all the guys were right about him. he had no talent whatsoever. james was pretty & could sing. kendall could sing. heck, even carlos could dance. what could he do ? nothing. what did he have to offer ? what if the label thought he was useless ? would it be too late to return to minnesota ?

yeah. he could always return home & continue on the path of becoming a doctor.

logan was finally brought back to earth when kendall received a slap to the face by the so called 'camille'. they looked at each other with shocked expressions . kendall had been on a whole lecture of how they had to take it serious & not screw up their big opportunity.

he constantly found himself doubting that he was even good enough for the town. he kept assuring himself that everything would turn out perfect but he couldn't help but to continue thinking how useless he was.

"logan ?" he looked up to find all the guys looking at him. " yeah ?"

"are you coming along ?"

"oh. yeah."

in the blink of an eye they were all splashed with different flavored smoothies. "to the studio it is." kendall mumbled.

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"i am in love with this town." logan eyed the hispanic boy as he tossed the towel around his neck.

"they just threw their smoothies at us. what.... what part of that makes you wanting to enjoy that?" he questioned carlos. the boy could only smile as he shrugged . all he knew was that l.a. had lots of hot girls & that's what mattered. "can we get back to the tour ?"

kelly , gustavo's assistant, gave the two boys a stern look. she spun on her heels & continued her way through the corridors.

"on this floor is where our recording studios are. you may see famous celebrities come in or out of some recording booths." she pointed at a door with the sign 'do not disturb. recording in progress'

"some of hollywoods hottest celebs come in & record songs for their latest show or movies. in the door behind me is the current 'it' girl of the town."

james & carlos scrambled to get to the door handle. unfortunately they were each pulled back by a set of muscular arms. they looked up to see two buff security guards. logan whimpered at the sight.

"ms v has asked not to be bother at the moment." the bigger guard barked out.

"shall we continue?" kelly questioned again , a slight tone of irritation was present in her tone. they all once again scrambled behind her.

what seemed like a painfully long explanation on every room of the building finally came to a halt as they stood in front of a bunch of people. logan's mind wandered off for the millionth time as they made their into the recording booth.

before they could even say anything a sudden crash came from the occupied room next door. gustavo looked as if he could have murdered somebody right there & then. everyone soon stood in front of the once guarded room.

the dogs all stood with their mouths wide open as the bigger man stumbled to open the door. once it was open , they watched in awe as they came face to face with the so called 'Ms V. logan pushed through the other members & watched as the security guards helped the actress get up off the drums.

he felt his heart beating faster as the girl made eye contact with him. he felt as if it had suddenly become hard to swallow.

after all this time it had to be her ? but why now ?

his thoughts had once again been interrupted by the other boys. "Y/N???" they all exclaimed in unison.

"hi."

she sheepishly smiled at each of them shortly after thanking her guards. she pulled each one into a long hug. once she got to logan she smiled & tilted her head down.

"hi logie."

"hi y/n."

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(In case anyone wanted a pt 2 . Here is the second chapter to my Rodrick X Fem!Reader , you can find it on wattpad 😊My account is Bylersss!)

"YOU still not talking to them ?" Y/n took a sip of her smoothie. She quickly put it down & latched onto the passenger handle as Rodrick was driving on the sidewalk - in the opposite direction of traffic. "Ehh , sort ofish . Have you heard anything from your parents?"

She shrugged & pulled out her pink Motorola flip phone. "Hey Y/n ! We miss u & just wanted to let u know that we are now traveling to Miami concerning our new product. We may be going home in a month or two. Luv Mom XOXO." She snapped it shut & put it back into the pocket of her jacket.

Rodrick kept silent for a bit then finally spoke up when they'd come to a stop. "My parents are taking us to Roarin' Rapids next weekend. We leave on Friday , I was wondering if you'd like to come ?" He then nonchalantly shrugged. "If you want. Greg is bringing the Hamburglar so thought you might want to come."

She chuckled at the one of many insults he had for Rowley. She nodded & grabbed the handle once more. "Yeah for sure . Sounds awesome."

Y/n fiddled with her fingernails as they pulled into the Heffley residence. Rodrick quickly noticed it & decided to speak up about it . "You nervous or something?" She gave a heavy sigh & shook her head .

"No I just have lots of things going on in my mind."

"Seems like it might be something more."

She tightened her first & watched him pull the key out of the ignition, frustration was scribbled all over his face . "You know you can always talk to me right ."

Y/n looked around for anything to withdraw the attention off of her & onto something else . That's when she saw Greg & the familiar chubby boy. "Looks like Rowley's here again !" She smiled as they both exited the car & made their way to the tweens.

"Hey turd face , I told mom I'd give you some drum lessons in exchange for mom bucks. Follow me to the garage." He paused & gave the chubby kid an up & down examination, disgust written all over . "And bring Salad Dodger with you."

Rowley , the bowl cut haired kid, pointed to himself & whispered a , "Is he talking about me ?" to Greg. Y/n chuckled & nodded , following after the three boys.

She found herself sat on top of a cooler reading a magazine, Rodrick played away at the drums . Rowley & Greg both had confusion written on each of their faces , sharing a glance at one another here & there before looking at Rodrick & then back down to the bowls in front of them .

"When do we get to play the real drums ?"

Rodrick removed his headphones & chortled . "Like I would ever let you touch them!" Greg rolled his eyes & through the utensils he held on to the ground. "I'm sick of this. Let's go play Twisted Wizard , Rowley."

Y/n peeped over her magazine & looked at Rodrick , who was putting his drumsticks away. "Mom bucks ?"

"It's this dumb thing my mom came up with . Basically we bond as brothers & we get play money we can exchange for real bucks."

She dipped her head to indicate she understood. "Well how much have you made ? You can barely stand him."

"Haha . Funny. But I found the fake money in an old board game , so in actuality I don't really have to bond with him." He said . She chuckled & fished for her phone in her jacket.

"I gotta run , I made plans with my friends to catch a movie. Come with ?"

He walked with her down the set of stairs & shook his head. "Nah , the bands coming soon to practice for the talent show."

"Sucks. Alright then I'll see you tomorrow!" She leaned in & gave him a quick hug before pulling away & heading out front.

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"What were you guys thinking ?! I asked for you to be civilized just for a bit !"

Rodrick groaned the moment his mom started going on about Sunday's incident, again. It had been 3 days since it happened & yet she kept going on & on .

However, it seemed like Frank had gotten a new job & had reduced his drinking - making him the only parent that was tolerable for the moment being. He couldn't wait to talk to Y/n, with the punishment came getting his van taken away & phone away. They lived next to each other but because part of his punishment was also not being allowed out of the house equaled no Y/n . He couldn't even talk to her in class as they would get too busy & by the time he tried talking to her class was over.

He cursed under his breath as he headed towards the domicile. His dad called out for him the moment he hopped out of the vehicle. "Rodrick , come here."

Rodrick spun & slowly made his way towards his father . He awaited for a whole ass lecture but to his surprise received his keys & cell phone back. He had obviously given Frank a weird look before the older man began to explain himself. "Your mom is upset , obviously. But she had asked me to give these to you. I know the new drums aren't the best but I felt bad about the last set & decided to buy you those."

Rodrick felt himself smile but he was able to contain it & only said "Thanks." before heading to his home.

He flipped his phone open to see multiple missed calls & texts from Y/n , Bill , Drew , & Ward. First & foremost he went ahead & gave a call to his band members.

Once the call had concluded he called Y/n , there was no answer. He tried again.

Nothing.

Then one more time .

He had felt worried & quickly went to his window that faced her room. He felt his heart drop as he watched her walk out the house , hand in hand with Carter Samuels. She paused to adjust her shoe lace & quickly reached for his hand again , the biggest smile was spread on her face.

Rodrick quickly shut the blinds & tossed his phone onto his bed . He gritted his teeth before punching the wall . He then could only sigh & tossed himself onto his bed.

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(Haven’t written in a few years so my writing skills have diminished over the years but promise to get back into it ! Also this is the first chapter to my book Insanity on wattpad . Enjoy <3 )

Rodrick Heffley X Fem!Reader

LIFE WASN'T PERFECT, Y/n definitely made it all feel better. Just a hug from her or a simple 'hello' was enough to make him flushed. He would deny it to anyone who asked but deep down he always did have a crush on Y/n . Their parents had lived next to one another since way before either teenager was born. It made the rough days easier for Rodrick as when he would argue with his parents, he'd climb Y/n's side of the house & up to her room.

"There's my Romeo." She would say . He would just roll his eyes & enter her room. She knew exactly what it meant when he'd climb through her window . Rodrick only did this when he didn't want the altercations to get physical. Tonight was a little more different. Y/n said her usual sentence as she pushed the window up, but this time Rodrick ignored her. She sucked on the inside of her cheek as she watched him throw himself on the purple bean bag directly from her bed.

"Was I interrupting anything?" She shook her head & eyed the open textbooks on her bed . "Nope. I was simply going over my notes, nothing important." He tapped his drumsticks against his thighs & let out an exasperated sigh. "I can't tell if you're being sarcastic or not."

She chuckled & took her spot on the bed again. "No , i'm being serious. It wasn't anything too important." Y/n closed her books & set them to the side - the floor side of her bed. "What happened tonight?" She let the question linger for a couple of minutes before regretting it as it just roamed in the air. "It was just a stupid argument about my bandmate , Bill. I swear it's like they don't ever listen or care what I have to say."

"Maybe it's in their best intentions that they don't li-"

"You sound just like Greg." He said. Y/n sunk in her spot , arms crossed on her chest. "If it's not Manny or Greg saying something they don't care. It's whatever. The moment my band makes its big break , i'm skipping town." He rested his chin on the palm of his hand as he eyed the girl across from him.

Maybe it was his teenage mentality that he thought that everything was shit or that life sucked . Maybe he was right & his parents only put on this facade to display to the rest of the world that they were the perfect all america family . Maybe it was the pathway he took that made his parents so disappointed that they rarely mind him any attention. But no one knew the reality , unless it was the Heffley's.

Y/n brought her knees to her chest , resting her head against them. "I'm sorry to hear that . Truly I am. Um...on the topic of your band , have you decided what songs you're gonna perform for the rock festival this year ?" She said.

"Bill & Drew were thinking we should perform Projectile Diarrhea Diper but I dunno. I think it's too soft for the festival." He finally stood up to stretch his legs , Y/n lifting her head up to watch him. "I think you guys will be amazing no matter the song. I'll make a sign that says 'I Heart Löded Diper' & scream at the top of my lungs when you guys are up."

Rodrick chuckled & began fiddling with the bracelets he wore. "Oh god ." He said. Y/n gave him a sly smile & jumped out of bed . Though he swore to kill anyone who hugged him, he only allowed her to do so . She didn't know it but she was his safety net & he felt as if he could count on Y/n no matter what.

"Do you wanna spend the night ?"

"Can I ? Do your pa-"

"They're out of town . They've been out of town for the past three weeks . Beats being alone in the house to be honest." She said. Y/n bent over to open the lowest drawer on her dresser , revealing to Rodrick all the clothes she had neatly folded for him from every time he spent the night.

As she was distracted, Rodrick couldn't help but stare at her ass ; he turned a beet red when she caught him staring but refused to say anything as she thought he was staring at something else. " You can help yourself to the 'Rodrick' drawer I keep for you. "

"Stalker much?"

"Fine by me, I'll more than gladly toss all your clothes you've left in MY room . More room for my actual clothes ." She batted her eye lashes in an egotistic fashion. Rodrick threw his arms in defeat - giving an obvious eye-roll - before pulling out his plaid pajamas & a random black shirt that once may have been a band tee but the words were barely visible.

She watched him fix up a little bed area on the side of her bed , though they had shared the bed multiple times, he felt comfortable sleeping on the floor . It was Rodrick after all, he could sleep anywhere regardless of the situation. "You know you could always just share the bed with me." She said . He shrugged & laid himself on the padded flooring, regretting it instantaneously & jumping in bed with Y/n .

The clock read 3:25 A.M. Rodrick had laid in bed for the past five hours , unable to fall asleep. Y/n laid next to him, dozing away. He sighed & got out of bed . Normally he could fall asleep within the moment his head hit the pillow , but the continuous flashbacks of the argument kept him up.

He walked over to the window , cracking it open halfway & sparked up his blunt. He leaned over the window sill & looked out into the early morning darkness. Y/n stirred in her sleep before slowly moving around . At times he thought about running away in the early hours of the day , but the thought of Y/n kept him from doing so. He couldn't imagine his life without her not by his side .

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"Rodrick , I have had just enough of this little 'my bands gonna make it.' talk. It's not gonna happen. I want you to get your shit together & use your head for something good." Rodrick scowled & stared at his destroyed drum sets. Frank pushed past him & walked down the stairs. "I have let this charade go on far too long."

Rodrick tightened his fist before pursuing after his father. "Get my shit together, really ? How about you get your shit together." He yelled.

"For over a year now , mom has been the only one providing for us. Day in & day out. What do you do ? You just sit on your ass all day playing with your stupid military toys."

Frank was face to face with his eldest son . Susan only watching from across the room. "Greg has started selling his video games in order to try to help out because we're barely scraping by ."

"Rodrick, sweetie , I think that's enough. Frank , come on honey , just sit down for dinner with us." Susan pleaded. The younger boys only sat watching their eldest sibling & father going back & forth.

Frank scowled. "Listen here , I am your father. You respect me as such. " Rodrick glared at Frank & scuffed. "Well you're doing a shitty job at it ."

Everything happened to fast . Susan watched in horror as Frank back handed Rodrick , causing him to stumble back . "Rodrick !" Greg jumped out of his chair .

"Take Manny & go upstairs please." Susan muttered to Greg as she stood up & walked towards the fighting boys. Rodrick grabbed his father by the collar . " I SAID ENOUGH." Susan shouted.

Only it was a little late, Frank had managed to push Susan off himself & Rodrick . The grown woman was now on the floor . Rodrick watched at the scene in front of him & could only glare at Frank as he disappeared towards the set of stairs.

He helped his mother off the floor. "I'm sorry , mom." She gently squeezed his hand & hugged him. "It's fine sweetheart. Just go check on-" Her sentence was interrupted due to the commotion that was coming from Rodrick's room. They both ran & to their horror found his room completely destroyed.

His band posters were all ripped into pieces. His drums that had been destroyed were now in pieces, damaged beyond repair. His drumsticks were snapped in half . His bed sheets were now sprawled all over the floor right alongside his bed. His dresser had been tipped over & a majority of his clothes had been torn to shreds.

"I bought you all of this . Since I'm doing such a terrible job at being a dad , buy yourself all over your shit from scratch." He crossed his arms & stood in the middle of the room. Susan had her hand over her mouth , too stunned to speak.

"Go to hell." Rodrick muttered to Frank as he ran down the stairs . His mother kept calling after him saying that everything could be resolved but he continued ignoring her & made his way out the front door.

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"Rodrick ?" He spun around to find the girl climbing out of bed & making her way towards him. He chuckled at the sight of her messy hair. "Sorry I didn't mean to wake you up." She shrugged & reached for the lit blunt.

Y/n took a hit & sighed , the smoke releasing as she did so. "Couldn't sleep ?" She said . He shook his head. "Not really. I just had been tossing & turning. So I thought it was the perfect timing for a smoke." He took back the joint & took a hit as well , burning it out before storing it away.

"Can I ask you something ?"

"Yeah of course Rodrick."

"Do you think that in a different universe we have better families ? As in we don't get shitty lives ?" She stayed quiet & began shutting the window.

"I think we do ." Y/n walked back to her bed , reprising her spot from earlier. "I hope we do . Sometimes I feel like i'm going insane from living like this." Rodrick sighed in relief. He knew that no one would understand him like she did .

Now high & sleepy , he headed back to bed . "Goodnight Y/n."

" 'Night Rodrick."