The YouTube Direction

Megan Horan is Niall Horan's sister. But she has her own claim to fame. She is a successful YouTuber. She's friends with all the other legends of YouTube like JacksGap, Danisnotonfire, AmazingPhil, MarcusButlerTV, PointlessBlog etc. But no one knows that Megan is related to Niall as they agreed not to speak of each other. When Megan reaches 1 million subscribers she asks Niall for a favour. To tell the world they are related. He agrees and together, they make a video announcing the Horan siblings. Little did they know that, that would open up the floodgates. Hate from One Direction fans and her own fans, Trying to keep her relationship with a fellow YouTuber and Keeping her best friends. Can she do it? Read to find out.


11. Chapter 11 - Megan

I smile as I leave the boat. Behind me, Joe follows, talking on the phone to, who I think is, his sister. 

"Yeah, okay. I'll call you later. Bye." Joe pauses before, "Shut it, Zoe." I slow my pace til I'm walking beside him, our bags in our hands.

"Everything okay?" I ask. He nods.

"Yeah, Zoe's just being immature." He explains.

"Kay." I look around the harbour. "They should be here somewhere." I say, pulling my own phone out and checking for any messages. None. We walk towards a street and I spot the waving arms of my brother who's donned in a hoodie and some sunglasses. "Found them." I chime, grabbing Joe's attention. 

I skip over to Niall and hug him. "Hey Megs." He greets.

"Hi. You ready to film?" 

"Yep." I smile, pulling my camera from my pocket. 

"Hi Joe." Niall greets.

"Hello Niall." I wrap an arm round Joe's waist and look at my brother.

"So, where's the car?"

"Dad's just driving back around as there's not much parking spaces." As if on cue, Dad's car stops beside us on the road. I smile and grab the back seat door and motion for Joe to go in. He does, pulling his bags in with him. I follow suit and put my rucksack on the floor by my feet. 

"So, are you going to introduce us, Megan?" Dad asks, eyeing me and Joe through the mirror.

"Oh right, sorry. Dad, this is Joe. Joe, this is my Dad."

"So this is the infamous Joe then?" Dad asks, eyeing Joe for a second before looking back to the road.

"Infamous? How's he infamous? You've just met him and the only other person who could've told you anything is- Niall!" I screech, reaching around the headrest of the front seat and slapping his head, hard.

"Ow! What was that for?" Niall snaps, looking round the headrest at me.

"What have you been saying about Joe to Dad?" I demand. 

"Nothing! Anyway, why does that give you right to hit me?" He asks, "It'd be Joe that be offended so why did you hit me?"

"Because Joe isn't gonna hit you, is he?"

"How'd you know?" Niall challenges. I raise an eyebrow at him even though he can't see me. 

"1, You're my brother. If I went and hit his sister, Zoe, he'd probably have my head on a pike. 2, Dad's sitting right there. He'll hardly be showing that he's not infamous if he goes and hits you." I explain. Niall and I continue this argument the whole drive home, the same argument for about 2 hours. 

"Megan, Niall, will you both be quiet and get out of the car?" Dad asks, pulling the keys from the ignition. 

"Sorry, Dad." I smile innocently.

"Oh no. I'm not looking at you when you've got that face on." He replies, covering his eyes with his hand as he blindly walks towards the house. I look to Joe and send him an apologetic look. He smiles and waves it off, getting out of the car, taking his stuff with him. I follow, taking my rucksack with me. 

I skip past Joe up to the door and inhale deeply as I enter my childhood home. "Ah..." I say as I exhale. "It's good to be home." Joe chuckles behind me and I look back at him. "Come on, let's go put our stuff in my room." I tell him, taking his hand and leading him towards my room.

I push open my collaged door and feel a pink tinge warm my cheeks when I notice my room. It was like it had been frozen during the time when I was just finishing being a teenager and just becoming a young adult but then I left for Uni so I never really fully redecorated the room. 

"I just want to apologise for my room now. It's still half teenage girl." I dump my rucksack against the bed and immediately open it up and pull my laptop, my camera and my iPod out.

"You're only just in the door and you've already got your electrical gear out?"

"Yep." I state simply. "I gotta make sure I can film, edit and post the video from here. If not, I'll have to go to a local internet cafe and I don't fancy having a load of strangers peering over my shoulder."

"Good point." Joe says, sitting beside me. "But do you know what you're doing for the video." I nod. "What about Niall? Does he know?" I start to nod but pause. Does he? 

"I don't think so. I'll ask." I skip out the room and down the hall to Niall's old room. I knock quickly before barging in.

"Trying to relive the old days?" Niall asks, spotting me in the doorway.


"Barging in my room like you did when we were kids?" I shrug at him.

"Whatever. I just wanted to know if you know what's happening for the video?" Niall shook his head.


"Okay, so basically what's gonna happen is..." I sit on the edge of his bed, in front of him, and explain the whole plan. Niall nods here and there, making a few comments, suggesting other things we could do and I take them on board, mentally planning the video out fully. "Understand?"

"Yeah. When we gonna film it?"

"I was thinking tomorrow. That gives you time to prepare, get yourself ready. And it gives Joe and I a chance to practice, get everything set up etcetera." 

"Okay. Great." Niall replies. 

"Right, see ya later for dinner." I say, hopping up from the bed and walking back to my old room, forgetting to close Niall's door.

"Megan!" Niall shouts, frustrated that I didn't close the door. I hear the door slam and I chuckle as I join Joe in my room.

"What was that?" He asks.

"Just me annoying my brother." I state, smiling innocently.

The day goes on like that. Joe and I make sure we can film everything, write out a brief draft of a script and joke about. Niall goes out during the afternoon to visit old friends, I think. Dad is just spending a lot of time on making a delicious dinner, which it is.

By the time bedtime comes around, we're all tired with full tummies. Dad heads to his room first while Niall, Joe and I muck about. I film some bits of, thinking that I could edit some of it into the video. We chat until about 12:30 at which point we all decide to call it a night and we head up to bed, making a short detour to brush our teeth.

I climb into my old bed with Joe behind me and drift into a dream-filled sleep.


The next morning, I awake up earlier that I usually do after staying up past 12. I smile and slip from Joe's grasp and open my rucksack. I pull out some clothes and my toiletries bag before heading to the bathroom. As I grab the handle, I hear the shower running. I groan and skulk back to my room.

I smile at the sight of Joe asleep and decide that I might as well try to get more sleep so I creep back towards the bed, dropping my clothes in a pile on the floor. I lift the duvet and slide into the warmth. I cuddle close to Joe and he subconsciously wraps his arms around me. I sigh contently and hug him back.

"Love you Megan." Joe slurs, his voice so heavy with sleep but so quiet that I wonder if I am hearing things. But that doesn't stop me responding.

"Love you too." I whisper, momentarily tightening my grip but relaxing in the embrace.

"Megs, the shower's free-" Niall's voice stops. "Whoops. Sorry, thought I heard you earlier. Guess not." Footsteps retreat and I slide from Joe's arms. He groans, reaching out for me. He manages to grab my wrist and pull me back.

"Joe, stop. I need to take a shower now otherwise my hair will still be wet when we're filming." I complain. Reluctantly he lets go and I grab my clothes before jogging to the bathroom. I slip inside and click the lock shut. I turn from the door and see that Niall left a message on the fogged up mirror.

Knew u werent asleep -N

I chuckle and dump my clothes on the toilet seat. I open my toiletries bag and remove my shampoo and conditioner before stripping down and getting into the shower. I turn the water on and soak my hair before squirting some shampoo on my hands and running it through my hair and repeating the process with the conditioner. 

Once I'm satisfied that I've cleaned my hair enough, I climb from the warm water and wrap myself in a towel. I pull my hairbrush from my bag as I let the towel dry up most of the water. I brush my hair and squeeze most of the water from my hair into the sink. I then dry myself with the towel and slip into clean underwear and my chosen outfit, slouch jeans and a black vest top. I wipe the message and the fog from the mirror and look at myself. Once my hair dries, I'll be ready to film. 

I leave the bathroom as Niall passes by.

"Still writing messages in the fogged up glass?" I ask.

"Still taking ages to shower?" He retorts. "Also, if I remember rightly, you're the one that started the Mirror Messaging System." He then continues walking, heading to the kitchen. I sigh and walk into my room.

"Joe, get up. We gotta get ready for filming." I then grab the edges of the duvet and yank it off. Joe jolts awake at the change.


"Get up. We gotta get ready." I dump the duvet at the end of the bed. "Shower's free by the way." Joe sleepily nods and heads to the bathroom. I put the duvet back on the bed and make sure the bed is neat before going to my rucksack. I pull my make-up kit out and place it on the bed. I don't wear a lot of make-up. I wear a little but this is make-up is for pranking my brother. 

Joe returns, fully dressed and begins setting up the camera in the corner for the prank on Niall. He then covers up all the mirrors in the room. I smile and nod, opening the make-up kit.

"Niall!" I shout. He soon appears. "Come here, we need to get the make-up on you."

"Make-up? What? I'm not wearing make-up."

"Niall, I know for a fact that you have worn make-up before. I have a memory of you saying 'Can you make me look pretty?'" I say, eyeing him in the doorway.

"We were kids! You were going on and on about how you could make anyone look good with your amazing new make-up kit." Niall snaps, his cheeks tinting pink.

"Whatever. But I need to put make-up on you so you don't look weird on camera. Now sit your ass down here." I point to the edge of the bed. Niall sighs but sits down anyway. I smile and begin putting on make-up. I make sure that he keeps his eyes closed. I apply bright red lipstick, bright neon yellow eye shadow and I apply electric blue mascara. All the while, I assure him that it'll make him look better on camera. 

Once I finish, I tell him to sit and wait for us. Joe takes the camera from the tripod and follows me downstairs and outside. We then begin filming. 

When we finish filming, I shoo Niall and Joe from the room, wanting peace and quiet while I edit. I tell Niall to take Joe out to show him around. This video is going to be epic!

I just hope everyone else thinks so too.

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