IT was a sunny but breezy fall day in November. Louis was rushing around his flat, his hair a mess, teeth unbrushed and his joggers sitting on his v-line. He had no idea what to expect today as it was his first day releasing new music by himself, without his bandmates, just himself. I have no idea what to wear, I look like a total mess  Louis thought to himself as he starred at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. It was a big day for Louis, his phone rang Simon was calling. "Louis! Are you ready for your big interview today?" Louis thought, fuck no, as he was trying to come up with an excuse, "No, I am not. I'm shitting bricks! This is the first time I am without my best mates, I feel weird, queasy even." Louis responded, followed by a soft, quiet sigh. "Well, hurry up!" Louis quickly hung up before Simon could keep talking. Louis rushed to his bedroom, throwing his clothes left, right and centre until he found his perfect suit, the blue suit. The dark blue suit fit Louis perfectly as he put on a white dress shirt underneath, slid on his shiny black dress shoes. He left his bedroom, walking back to the bathroom, grabbed hairspray and his comb, began to make a quiff that started at the front and ended to the side, he hair-sprayed his quiff while making a squinted face, a cough came shortly after he inhaled some hairspray and smiled at himself in the reflection, fixing his suit cuffs and walked down his clean white carpeted stairs. His house was so clean, you would think that no one was living in it.  Louis likes to keep it clean in case anyone in the industry comes over. Louis grabbed a banana, water bottle, his wallet and keys and left the flat after saying goodbye to Clifford. Another big day ahead of me  Louis thought, he got into his car, put his seat buckle on and drove off to his interview. 

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I'm going to be late  I'm going to be so so so so late, Harry thought to himself as he was waiting at the hotel about to head to Mexico to shoot the golden music video. All the fans on twitter were tweeting when his music video was coming out, bits and pieces of him in a car, walking on the street were floating around on social media. Harry couldn't help but smile when he saw Louis' response to his tweet "Congrats! Miss you!" He put his phone away before walking to the airport security and baggage check. After security check Harry made it to his location, sitting down at his terminal and waited for his plane to begin boarding. Although Harry was rich h always tried to be a normal person, taking planes instead of private jets, wearing comfortable clothing, and for photoshoots his expensive clothes, but other than that, Harry was just a man with an abnormal job. Harry began tapping his foot against the clear, squeaky tile, waiting impatiently for his plane to begin boarding, checking his phone every few minutes shit he thought to himself as he looked up at the screen, plane delayed. He sighs and texts his manager "gonna be late, plane is delayed." Of course this would only happen to Harry and his day couldn't get any worse, until his phone pinged. "Louis Tomlinson" appeared on his phone.