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UKYT

WillNE

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AB

GET TO KNOW OUR OC: HARLEY 🩷 

Harley grew up in the Sunny Coast in Queensland Australia! She ended up moving to London, England two years ago as her boyfriend at the time had a job opportunity…

(You got to wait and see 😉)

Harley is a 22 year old Gym influencer who works with LULULEMON as a model (Yessss queen, get your bag sisss) she also vlogs on YouTube keeping her fans up to date with her workout routines and life in London after her breakup 😩

She happens to go to the same gym as Alfie Buttle, who seemly has a little (massive) crush on her. 

She isn’t really up to date with the UK youtuber scene, so she has no clue who he is beside that he is just a guy from her gym. Harley’s ex-boyfriend was into sidemen during their relationship forcing her to watch their Sunday videos sometimes ft. Cal Freezy….

What happens when Cal and chip bring up AB’s infatuation with the girl on the pod, and the fans go crazy and find her Instagram account.

please vote and let us know!!!! thank you girlies

pairing: WillNE x OC

warning/contents: swearing and alcohol

AN: part 2 guys hope you enjoy

Alarms blared throughout the room. Lilac’s brain stung from the many drinks she had devoured the night before. Bambino, completely oblivious to the many alarms going off on her phone, was still fast asleep. Lilac rolled over, attempting to shut them up and sleep in a little longer, but it was too late — she was wide awake with a throbbing headache. She shook Becky awake, and they both headed downstairs for some breakfast. Chip and Cal had laid out a mountain of pancakes.

“So lads, boat day!” Lilac exclaimed, already ready to start drinking, completely forgetting she was hungover.

Heels clicked as everyone quickly shuffled onto the boat. The waves crashed into the sides, making Lilac feel uneasy, but she was too eager to begin the day. The view of the track was partially blocked by fences. AB began filming his Monaco vlog, and Will quickly chimed in, “Should we get a bev?”

Lilac’s ears perked up as she loved getting drunk on boats. She quickly headed over to the bar and excitedly grabbed a bottle of champagne. Lilac struggled to open the bottle, and Will noticed, grabbing it from her. Their hands brushed together, and they both smiled at each other.

As they started their first drink, the rest of the group gathered outside, happily yapping about the upcoming race. Will, probably the most interested in F1, easily joined the conversation. Lilac, who didn’t understand more than the basics, listened to him talk. His voice was rough, but Lilac could hear the softness underneath. His hair looked lighter in the sun, his glasses covering his eyes.

The loud rush of engines filled the port as the drivers started their first race. Will pulled out his phone to watch it, everyone following his lead. Lilac’s phone was about to die due to poor planning, so she peered over Will’s shoulder, the heat from his body leaning against hers.

As the champagne continued to pour and more bottles were popped, the group moved to sit down on a couch. Lilac and Will sat next to each other. As the alcohol began to hit their systems, the two became more giggly and touchy, laughing at anything and everything. Lilac was unsure why the same feeling of her stomach flipping had returned from dinner, but this time it was stronger, more noticeable.

The waiters arrived with an array of food arranged to look like a piece of art. One waiter stood out — taller than the rest, with messier hair. He stared straight at Lilac with a half-smile that she returned, something that didn’t go unnoticed by Will.

As the race progressed into its final laps, the waiters continuously filled the table with platters of food. The tall waiter, who Lilac now knew was called Luke, paid special attention to her, making sure her glass was never empty.

Lilac stepped away from the group, drunkenly swaying her hips toward the bar. She looked around for Luke, interested in him. Their eyes locked, and he instantly presented a warm, inviting smile. Luke rushed toward her.

“Hi, how are you?”

Drunkenly giggling, Lilac replied, “I’m good. What’s your name?”

Across the room, Will watched the two. James noticed Will’s growing frustration.

“Nah, Will, chill. It’s fine,” James whispered.

“James, I need to tell her,” Will said, not taking his eyes off the pair, who were seemingly getting comfortable. Lilac was laughing hard now, brushing her arm against Luke before holding onto his bicep.

“Oh hell naw,” Will muttered.

Another guy from the bar called out to Luke, saying they needed him for a second. Luke turned back to Lilac.

“Yo, I’m so sorry, they just need me for a second. Wait here, I’ll be quick.”

Lilac smiled softly. “Yeah, of course. I understand.”

Luke didn’t reply, only smiled before quickly heading back behind the bar.

Will angrily walked toward Lilac. He grabbed her shoulder, probably a little too hard. The sudden force shocked her.

“Um, what the fuck?”

Lilac was quickly cut off by Will yelling at her.

“Lilac, what are you seriously doing?”

She could feel the anger radiating off him.

“Nah, Will, what’s your problem?” Lilac stared at his face, trying to read his expression.

“Lilac, bro, we are at dinner and you’re just over here getting reallll comfortable with a random.” Will’s anger only grew.

Lilac just stared at him, not understanding why he was being so cruel.

“Why are you being like this? You’re being so mean right now. Just leave me alone.”

Her eyes began to well with tears.

“Can’t you see yourself right now? You’re being fucking embarrassing.”

Lilac couldn’t take it anymore.

“Just leave me the fuck alone!”

She pushed past him, slamming into his shoulder. Will quickly tried to grab her arm.

“Wait, Lilac, I’m sorry. Just wait.”

She yanked her arm away from him. Their eyes met, and Lilac was now crying softly.

“No. You said what you said. Just leave me alone.”

She quickly ran up the stairs. Will didn’t know what to do with himself. James ran over to him.

“Will, are you just gonna let her go again?”

Will just looked at James without replying before running toward the same stairs.

Lilac stood there with her hands against the rails, her hair blowing in the wind. She had her back turned to Will, but he knew she was still crying based on the slight shake of her shoulders. He approached her slowly, his anger now replaced with worry. Leaning against the rails beside her, he tried to catch a glimpse of her face. He sighed, rubbing his hands over his face, wondering what he was going to say.

Lilac suddenly turned toward him angrily, pressing a finger into his nicely ironed shirt, about to cuss him out for embarrassing her. But before she could say anything, Will pressed his lips to hers.

She froze for a moment, shocked by what her long-time friend had just done. Then her eyes closed, and she melted into the kiss.

They separated quickly, both stunned by what had happened. Their lips stayed only an inch apart, foreheads still pressed together, breaths mixing. Part of the alcohol faded from Will’s system as doubt immediately crept in.

“I’m so sor—”

Before he could finish, Lilac reconnected their lips, whispering against him,

Pairing: WillNE x OC

Warning/contents: swearing and alcohol

AN: first post kind of nervous, LMK if you want the rest. PM me to be on tag list

Chris stumbles over his own feet, falling into Will. They are on their way to the last pub, and Chris has had far too much to drink.
‘+1 point to Chris for tripping,’ Calfreezy shouts.
Grumbles erupt from Will as he struggles to hold Chris up. Bach and George are laughing their asses off from behind the camera.

The boys finally stumble up to the table, sitting down at the last free table at the pub. The drinks swiftly get passed into their hands. The cameras draw attention from the observing tables and drunk individuals figuring out if they know who they are. The group is too drunk to notice their own surroundings.


“ANDDDDD let’s end this vid with a banger!”
Chris shouts across the table a little too loud for inside.

Just as they are about to finish their drinks, the cup slips from Will’s clammy hands, spilling the last droplets on the table. Laughter and shouts erupt from the surrounding boys. Will puts his face in his hands out of shame for losing his team a point. Before Freezy can call a penalty, James loudly shouts, ‘luckily Lilac isn’t editing this one, mate.’
The table freezes. Will slowly lifts his head in shock, too drunk to have a quick remark. He can tell his face has gone bright red out of embarrassment. George is the first to speak up, ‘no fucking way.’

“So are you excited for the trip?” Lilac was sitting in the Uber next to Becky, zoning out looking at the planes passing by. Lilac replies, “Yes, but Will hasn’t responded to me in a while.”
“Yeah, idk why he hasn’t. I haven’t heard anything!”


Lilac looks back outside the window, not knowing how to respond. The Uber pulls up to the airport. The girls quickly get out, eager to see everyone. Weirdly, she’s scared to see Will. She hasn’t felt this since she first got the job as his editor/assistant. But now she has quite a following on Instagram. She was spotted in the back of one of his YouTube vids, and since then she’s been gaining hundreds of followers a day.

The group isn’t that hard to spot in the busy London airport, most of them towering over passing strangers. Lilac makes eye contact with Will across the room, which he quickly breaks. Becky runs up to them, hugging all the boys quickly. Lilac follows Becky closely, joining in on the hellos. The flight manages to go quickly as Lilac sleeps most of the way there.

The Airbnb that Chip booked was spacious with 8 bedrooms. The group stands by the front door, debating who gets what bedroom. Becky and Lilac get paired together as there weren’t enough bedrooms in the place.

Everyone begins to go to their rooms. Lilac and Becky head to their room. Lilac turns to Becky as they are walking up to their room.
“Let’s film an unpack with us!!”
Becky replies, “omfg yes that’s such a good idea.”

They put down their bags and Lilac sets up her camera.
‘Hey guys, we are in Monaco for F1, so let’s go through our bags and see the outfits we’ve packed.’
As they go through their outfits one by one, Lilac’s phone is flooded with TikTok notifications tagging her in multiple videos. She assumes it’s about Chris’ new pub golf video, as she is always tagged in videos starring WillNe. She doesn’t think much of it till she receives a DM from one of her Instagram mutuals asking if she had seen what was said about her in the new video. Lilac pauses the filming and immediately asks her friend what was said. She quickly types back, the 3 dots appearing and disappearing.

She responds after a long pause.
“Oh idk, James just said to Will that it’s lucky you aren’t editing this video.”

Becky hasn’t noticed that Lilac was deep into her phone. Becky is just showing her outfits. Lilac throws down her phone and tries to mask her emotions. She quickly goes back into conversation with Becky, showing her outfit for their dinner tonight with the group. Lilac and Becky film a quick outro to the short reel.

James Marriott and Will finally finish unpacking their bags and decide who gets what bed, as they also have to share a room. Both are laying down on their beds, just scrolling.

James breaks the current awkward silence by asking, “Yo Will, did u see that the video was posted? And they didn’t edit that part out.”
Will physically looks distraught. “Mate yeah I saw, TikTok has been clipping it. The fans have been tagging me and Lilac. I’m worried she has seen it. It’s just so out of context.”
James lets out an uncomfortably loud sigh, physically trying not to make eye contact. James finally speaks up, “I’m so sorry I said that, do you want me to talk to her instead?”
Will breaks the awkward tension with a slight chuckle. “Yeah, maybe. I don’t know what is the best way to go about this. I don’t want to lose her as an editor but also a friend.”
James replies to him, “Look mate, don’t deep it. I’ll try to talk to her about it and see where her head is at.”
“C’mon, let’s go get ready for dinner.”

Once fully unpacked and all their GRWM videos are finished, they head out for dinner. Lilac is sporting a tight white maxi dress. Will is physically distant, making sure to be ahead of the group most of the walk down to the restaurant. James walks up beside her and interrupts her current thoughts about Will.
“How are you?”
“Yeah I’m okay,” Lilac stammers, confused and upset about his comment.
James, picking up on the tone of her voice, asks, “Did you see the new Chris MD video?”
With a sigh, Lilac replies with a small nod as she turns her head away from him.
“Look, I’m sorry about the comment I made. I just want you to know that it was taken completely out of context and it doesn’t have anything to do with the way you work. Everyone thinks you’re a great editor. I just said it to rile him up.”
Lilac is shocked but responds nonchalantly anyway, “That’s fine, James. Thanks for clearing it up.”
James smiles and picks up his pace, walking over to Will.

The walk to the dinner goes quickly, Lilac catching up with Becky, laughing about how awkward filming GRWMs are. The view from their table at the restaurant is gorgeous. A large window stands next to them, overlooking the beach at sunset, the waves softly crashing against the rocks below. Will takes a seat first, furthest from the window. Lilac takes the opportunity to sit next to him, hoping to understand why he’s acting like this.

The menus quickly get passed around. The energy from Will is palpable. Lilac clears her throat.
“So you, what’s going on with you?” Lilac says with curiosity dripping off her tongue.
Will pauses for a moment, turning to face her. Their eyes meet for a second, the tension rising before Will breaks it, replying to her, “I’m good, just excited to be on the holiday.”
Lilac wittily replies with a smirk on her face, “So excited you have been ignoring me?”

Will visibly appears shocked that she has noticed his distance.
“Oh nah, you know I’ve just been thinking?” he answers with a question that sounds as if even he doesn’t know the answer.
Lilac, now even more confused, “Will, what are you even talking about?” Lilac becomes a little frustrated with how this conversation is going. “Why are you being so strange?”
Will just looks at her, not knowing how to answer her.
“Will mate, I’m your friend. Stop being so weird.”
As the word friend leaves Lilac’s mouth, Will realises that that is all they are.
“Yeah, you’re right Lil, I’m sorry. There’s just a lot going on at the moment.”

Lilac calms down. “It’s okay, Will, just treat me as a friend would.”
Will nods his head in agreement. James pulls the two out of the heated conversation with a simple, “So, what are you guys thinking of ordering?”
Lilac looks between Will and James, beginning to wonder what is up with these two.
Will replies with, “Ay, probably just a steak.”
Lilac lets out a slight giggle. “I’m thinking the vodka pasta, but lowkey a steak sounds banging.”

Will turns to Lilac again, making that same eye contact that turns Lilac’s stomach inside out.
“You can have some of mine, but only if I get some of your pasta,” he cheekily says to her.
“Okay, deal.”
Lilac smiles, breaking the eye contact to look down at her menu. Will turns to talk to AB, who is sitting on the other side of him. Lilac is just looking down at her menu, still smiling. She is confused about why her stomach has butterflies.

The food arrives swiftly after ordering, the smell from the pasta sauce mouth-watering. As Lilac is about to dip her fork into the pasta, Will gets there first, quickly shoving pasta into his mouth. Lilac, with her mouth agape, can’t help but stare at Will, his mouth covered in her pasta sauce and a grin underneath. As a peace offering, Will cuts off a generous portion of his steak and offers it to her.