“Louis! Over here!” “Louis! Louis!” “Louis, what inspired you to write ‘Back To You?’” “Louis, what do you look for in a girl?”
I struggle to maintain composure as my security guard guides me through the throng of paparazzi vying for attention. I ignore their shouted questions and slip into the sleek black van, my guard closing the door behind me. The vehicle pulls away, and I exhale, reaching for my phone in my back pocket. I log into Twitter and begin composing a tweet.
@Louis_Tomlinson: you’ve got me cornered and my hands are tied
Immediately, a torrent of notifications floods my screen. Thousands of fans are commenting, retweeting, and favouriting. A smile tugs at my lips as I scroll through the mentions. I favourite a few, then decide to check my fan account.
Yes, I have a fan account *for* my fandom.
I enter the username (pastellouis) and password. The moment I’m in, my phone vibrates furiously. I open the group chat to find the lads in their usual chaotic state.
@grasshoppertommo: HE DIDNT FOLLOW ME WHAT ABOUT YOU GUYS @toystorylou: no @backtoyoufool: no @hedgehoglou: no @grasshoppertommo: what a bitch
I smirk and put my phone away, ignoring the incessant buzzing from the group chat.
I created my fan account three years ago, shortly after my first album’s release. I wanted to observe how the fans interacted with each other. It was supposed to be temporary, but it’s grown surprisingly large, and I’ve made some genuine friends.
If only they knew who they were really talking to. They’d be shocked—and probably a little embarrassed.
I open the group chat again, finding Zayn predictably pessimistic. He’s the “glass half-empty” guy of the group, balanced by Liam’s “glass half-full.” Niall is the “who the fuck drank my water” type, and I don’t know Harry very well at all.
I follow him on my fan account and close out of Twitter as the van stops in front of my management building.
I step out of the vehicle and walk inside, greeted instantly by Monika, the secretary at the front desk.
“Mr. Tomlinson, Simon wants to see you.”
I sigh and nod, murmuring a thank you to Monika as I pass her desk and head towards Simon’s office.
“Louis! Good, you’re here, I need to talk to you.” Simon rises from his rolling chair and gestures towards the armchair in front of his desk. I take a seat, shifting uncomfortably under Simon’s gaze. After a brief silence, he speaks.
“Do you know that Taylor Swift girl?”
I frown and nod. This can’t be good.
“Great, okay, I’ve been thinking you can go out with her, take some pictures and all that. It’ll help her career.”
I furrow my eyebrows, staring at Simon.
“What?”
“Louis, it’s all for good. It will benefit both of you.”
I sit in silence, staring at my clasped hands.
“Okay, I guess.”
“Good, you’re picking up Taylor from the airport tomorrow. Tristan will get in contact with you later.” Simon picks up his pen and resumes writing on his paperwork. I take that as my cue to leave and stand up, smoothing my shirt and walking out of the office.
I wave goodbye to Monika and exit the building, reaching into my pocket for my car keys. I unlock my car, climb into the driver’s seat, and slip on my sunglasses. I grab my phone from the cup holder and start the car, pulling out of the parking lot. I hum along to the radio, and sigh as I come to a standstill behind a line of cars. Traffic jam.
I pick up my phone and open Twitter, heading to the group chat.
@pastellouis: sTOP TEXTING ME IM DRIVINGNGNG @toystorylou: WILLIAM TF STOP @grasshoppertommo: i hope you crash @hedgehoglou: NiAlLlLLlLLLlLlLl @pastellouis: i’m CrAShINGNG
@toystorylou: NOoOOOoOoo @pastellouis: SRRRRKTKTT CRASH SFISJFISDJISEJRQIRWL:FKJNVLKWH:PWIUJG)(WHNWKLEJV JFIU(#Q OFIU)(IJ*LJOIuf8qopeirjefOIUFJW @backtoyoufool: tf is going on @grasshoppertommo: will just died @toystorylou: ???????????? @backtoyoufool: what the fu c k @hedgehoglou: are you actually dead where did you go @pastellouis: i’m stuck in traffic dipshit
@hedgehoglou: where I hesitated, wondering if I should reveal my location.
@pastellouis: hollywood biiiiitch @grasshoppertommo: wtf @pastellouis: yeah basically @toystorylou: what are you doing there @pastellouis: visiting @backtoyoufool: wtf @grasshoppertommo: wtf @hedgehoglou: why @pastellouis: what is this a police investigation @pastellouis: i pLeAd tHe FiFtHhHHhHHhHHh
A loud honk from behind me startled me. I switched off my phone and continued driving. Notifications kept my phone vibrating.
Finally, I pulled into my driveway twenty minutes later. I parked in the garage, stepped out of the car, and shut the door behind me before heading inside. I kicked off my shoes by the door, then checked the time. It was 4:03 PM.
Since I wasn't going anywhere later, I headed to the bathroom to change into more comfortable clothes. I swapped my jeans for grey sweatpants and pulled on a white t-shirt.
I signed into my main Twitter account and composed a new tweet after settling onto my cream-colored sofa.
@Louis_Tomlinson: follow spree later? xx
I hit send and watched as replies flooded in.
Yes, they all said. I smiled as I saw Niall’s reply at the top.
@grasshoppertommo: only if you follow me you asshat
I hadn’t followed the lads yet, but I planned to. It wasn't the right time yet, I felt, but I decided to reply to Niall’s tweet.
@Louis_Tomlinson: [replying to @grasshoppertommo] guess i won’t do a follow spree then
Seconds later, Niall replied again.
@grasshoppertommo: WTF @grasshoppertommo: THANK YOU LOUIS OISJFO)^#YNFLSDKFPp
I smiled and switched to my fan account.
@pastellouis: WTF NIALL @grasshoppertommo: IM ACTUALLY IN TEARS WHAT THE FUCK @toystorylou: niall congratulations @hedgehoglou: congrats xx @backtoyoufool: NIALLLL YOU LUCKY BITCH @grasshoppertommo: IM S O HAPPY @grasshoppertommo sent a photo! @grasshoppertommo: wtfffff @grasshoppertommo: iM sOo FUCkiNG SHOOK @grasshoppertommo: THE KING HIMSELF NOTICED ME @grasshoppertommo: ME read by: pastellouis, toystorylou, backtoyoufool, hedgehoglou
@grasshoppertommo: aaaAAgHJjKmMoKaneidoKHWKS @toystorylou: niall this is insane @backtoyoufool: how are you even alive @grasshoppertommo: idk man @pastellouis: i’m crashing @toystorylou: what @grasshoppertommo: what @pastellouis: no i’m not
I frowned, wondering if I should tell him where I really am.
@pastellouis: hollywood biiiiitch @grasshoppertommo: wtf @pastellouis: yeah basically @toystorylou: what are you doing there @pastellouis: visiting @backtoyoufool: wtf @grasshoppertommo: wtf @hedgehoglou: why @pastellouis: what is this a police investigation @pastellouis: i pLeAd tHe FiFtHhHHhHHhHHh
A loud honk came from behind me, and I looked up to see the line of cars gone, vehicles swerving around me. I shut off my phone and continued driving.
Finally, I pulled into my driveway after twenty more minutes of driving. I parked in the garage and stepped out of the car, shutting the door behind me and going inside. I took my shoes off and placed them by the door, then checked the time. It was currently 4:03 PM.
Seeing as I’m not heading out later, I go to the bathroom to change into more comfortable clothes. I swap my black skinny jeans for some gray sweatpants and throw on a white t-shirt.
I sign in to my Twitter main and compose a new tweet after sitting down on my cream-colored sofa.
@Louis_Tomlinson: follow spree later? xx
I hit send and watch as replies roll in.
Yes, they all say. I smirk as I see Niall's reply at the top.
@grasshoppertommo: only if you follow me you asshat
I haven't given the lads a follow yet, but I plan to. Now still isn't the right time, I feel, but I decide to reply to Niall's tweet.
@Louis_Tomlinson: [replying to @grasshoppertommo] guess i won't do a follow spree then
A couple seconds later, Niall replies again.
@grasshoppertommo: WTF @grasshoppertommo: THANK YOU LOUIS OISJFO)^#YNFLSDKFPp
I smile and switch to my fan account.
@pastellouis: WTF NIALL
@grasshoppertommo: IM ACTUALLY IN TEARS WHAT THE FUCK @toystorylou: niall congratulations @hedgehoglou: congrats xx @backtoyoufool: NIALLLL YOU LUCKY BITCH @grasshoppertommo: IM S O HAPPY @grasshoppertommo sent a photo!
@grasshoppertommo: wtfffff @grasshoppertommo: iM sOo FUCkiNG SHOOK @grasshoppertommo: THE KING HIMSELF NOTICED ME @grasshoppertommo: ME read by: pastellouis, toystorylou, backtoyoufool, hedgehoglou
@grasshoppertommo: aaaAAgHJjKmMoKaneidoKHWKS @toystorylou: niall this is insane @backtoyoufool: how are you even alive @grasshoppertommo: idk man @pastellouis: i’m crashing @toystorylou: what @grasshoppertommo: what @pastellouis: no i’m not
I frowned, wondering if I should tell him where I really am.
@pastellouis: hollywood biiiiitch @grasshoppertommo: wtf @pastellouis: yeah basically @toystorylou: what are you doing there @pastellouis: visiting @backtoyoufool: wtf @grasshoppertommo: wtf @hedgehoglou: why @pastellouis: what is this a police investigation @pastellouis: i pLeAd tHe FiFtHhHHhHHhHHh
A loud honk comes from behind me, and I look up to see the line of cars in front of me gone and more vehicles going around me. I shut off my phone and continue driving.
I finally pull into my driveway after twenty more minutes of driving. I park in the garage and step out of the car, shutting the door behind me and going inside. I take my shoes off and place them by the door, then check the time. It is currently 4:03 PM.
Seeing as I'm not going to be heading out later, I go to the bathroom to change into more comfortable clothes. I swap my black skinny jeans for some gray sweatpants and throw on a white t-shirt.
I sign in to my Twitter main and compose a new tweet after sitting down on my cream-colored sofa.
@Louis_Tomlinson: follow spree later? xx
I hit send and watch as replies roll in.
Yes , they all say. I smirk as I see Niall's reply at the top.
@grasshoppertommo: only if you follow me you asshat
I haven't given the lads a follow yet, but I plan to. Now still isn't the right time, I feel, but I decide to reply to Niall's tweet.
@Louis_Tomlinson: [replying to @grasshoppertommo] guess i won’t do a follow spree then
A couple seconds later, Niall replies again.
@grasshoppertommo: WTF @grasshoppertommo: THANK YOU LOUIS OISJFO)^#YNFLSDKFPp
I smile and switch to my fan account.
@pastellouis: WTF NIALL
@grasshoppertommo: IM ACTUALLY IN TEARS WHAT THE FUCK @toystorylou: niall congratulations @hedgehoglou: congrats xx @backtoyoufool: NIALLLL YOU LUCKY BITCH @grasshoppertommo: IM S O HAPPY @grasshoppertommo sent a photo!
@grasshoppertommo: wtfffff @grasshoppertommo: iM sOo FUCkiNG SHOOK @grasshoppertommo: THE KING HIMSELF NOTICED ME @grasshoppertommo: ME read by: pastellouis, toystorylou, backtoyoufool, hedgehoglou
@grasshoppertommo: aaaAAgHJjKmMoKaneidoKHWKS @toystorylou: niall this is insane @backtoyoufool: how are you even alive @grasshoppertommo: idk man @pastellouis: i’m crashing @toystorylou: what @grasshoppertommo: what @pastellouis: no i’m not
If I could, I would tell them who I really am. I genuinely dislike keeping all these secrets, but what else can I do? If anyone were to find my fan account, my career would suffer greatly, and I would be over, kicked out of the music industry.
Because on my fan account, I’m allowed to be my real self. I take out my filter and just say whatever is on my mind, and no one makes a big deal about it like they would if I tweeted like that on my main account.
“They” being my management, of course. Simon wouldn’t be too pleased with me if he saw the things I say on my fan account, because in the music industry, you’ve got some sort of image to keep up with, some sort of role you have to play.
I’m not saying that I’m a completely different person than anyone would think, but the media strives to make you “perfect,” so a person’s true self might not shine through the layers and layers of editing and manipulating.
I sigh and glance back down at my phone, a small smile forming on my face.
hedgehoglou: he’s keeping these things for a reason, i’m sure. @grasshoppertommo: yeah, to fuck with us???? @hedgehoglou: no, it has to be something more than that. @backtoyoufool: something like what? @hedgehoglou: i don't know. but he'll tell us eventually, i know it. @pastellouis: thank you, harry. @toystorylou: …that was oddly polite. @grasshoppertommo: yeah, i was expecting an insult in there somewhere. @backtoyoufool: who are you and what have you done with william?? @pastellouis: shut up hoes im being genuine @grasshoppertommo: there he is @hedgehoglou: ???? @pastellouis: …thank you, harry, really. @hedgehoglou: no problem lol xx
@toystorylou: i'm not a hoe????
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Nialler got noticed :')
Hello everybody, I hope you emjoyed this week's update of Mutuals. I enjoyed writing it very much xx
Also, quick note, the *actual* story line hasn't happened yet, i.e. the drama. So look forward to that.
Have a good day/night!
My love always, Shelby x
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