@ FreyZB_Mercury posted a picture and captioned it:

@ FreyZB_Mercury: A little birdie told me we'd be seeing each other soon...

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@ TheAvengers-Official posted a picture and captioned it:

@ TheAvengers-Official: Not Tony and T'Challa suiting up to meet Harry Styles and *possibly* Freya Bulsanya-Mercury...LMAO -Natasha.

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"I'm on a plane, da da da, I'm going insane, do doo." 

Freya is currently singing to herself whilst drumming her fingertips on the plane's table. 

She used to fly in economy class like everybody else, but as soon as her fame reached an all-time high, it became a danger to her safety. Now, she goes by private jet.

Ring, ring.

"Hello? Freya Bulsanya-Mercury speaking."

"You're coming then?" An excited voice blasts into her AirPods.

"Ouch," she winces in response, her unofficial security guard-Perrie Noir Deacon-giving her a worried side glance. 

"Harry? Of course, I'm coming, you silly billy! It's been far too long as it is."

"Or...As it was? Get it, Frey, get it?" 

The singer stares deadpanned at the FaceTime camera while watching Harry Styles imitate a drumroll accompanied later by the crash of a symbol. 

"I-Okay, just continue before I choke on the dryness of your nonexistent humour."

Harry frowns, his eyebrows knitting together in discontent. 

"That one hurt. It really did- hit me right in the heart."

"Well, you'll just have to get over it, otherwise this evening will be awkward with a capital a."

Putting his head in his hands, the male teen-phenomenon groans in annoyance.

"It'll already be awkward enough! The Styles Convention board decided to open the invitation to any celebrity who's willing to attend! Do you think I'm going to run into ZAYN's arms like a kid on Christmas? Love the guy, but no."

Freya snorts as Perrie pours her a glass of champagne- after having filled her own flute, of course. 

"At least you'll walk out of the room with nothing but good Press. Me, on the other hand? They'll rip me to shreds for no reason other than their own entertainment."

Plugging his phone in, the Fine Line Artist grimaces in sympathy. 

"If it makes you feel any better, I've had a shit ton of negative press throughout my career."

"Right, like the times people have claimed you're with Liam... even after you've publically opened up about your relationship with Niall."

"Exactly! Sometimes you've just got to pull through, Superstar...Have you heard about the Avengers, by the way?"

Perrie's voice can be clearly heard in the background as she yells into Freya's AirPods.

"What about the Avengers?" She asks.

"They're coming to the convention," Harry announces, his tone equivalent to that of an Irish weatherman reporting on clouds and rain.

"I-Perrie! Oh my god! Hazza, I've got to go, she's passed out!"

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12 Hours Later...

"Right." 

Rosalia claps her hands together, waking up the bandmembers who'd fallen asleep in their home recording studio.

"Two of you get to go to the Styles convention tonight. Freya has to go, so, the rest of you choose who's accompanying her."

"Pretty people privileges," Jen pouts, slamming her head back into her couch cushion and flipping Freya off.

She quickly raises her head back up.

"Wait, I'm pretty! Why don't I have to go."

Rosalia rolls her eyes. 

"Freya has been friends with Mr Styles for a very long time and is a longtime donor to the charities involved. In addition, you all voted her as Band Spokesperson, so, it's your own fault."

"Fine."

"Can I go?" Reggie asks, a smile gracing his features as he contemplates a drunken night out with his blonde best friend.

"Yup, that's sorted then." 

Rosalia reaches into her suit pocket and takes out a walkie talkie.

"Don't ask me first, eh?" Bill scoffs, grinning in order to let his bandmates know he's only joking.

"Walie talkie?" Jen mutters in disbeleief. "In Rose's hand?"

Rosalia double checks who is attending and then confirms.

"Reginald May-Taylor and Freya Bulsanya-Mercury are coming. Repeat, Drummer Boy and Queenie are attending."

 Static crackles, a man's voice confirms and then everything goes silent.

Jen gets out of bed.

"Walkie Talkies?" 

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@ QUEEN-Offical posted 2 images and captioned them: 

@ QUEEN-Offical:  Two of our girls getting papped outside of their Hotel in London. *Insert Sigh* On the bright side, you two are looking fabulous. Reg, we're still waiting for your picture ;)

- Bill & Jen, the outsiders.

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"Harry, my love!"

Freya tries not to squeal as she approaches the handsome young man.

Over a decade of knowing each other and over two years since they'd seen each other last.

"Have you seen the guest list?" He laughs, spinning her around as Niall watches on, a fond smile clinging to his lips.

"Dua Lipa, Johnny Depp, Taylor Swift, Ed Sheeran, Helena Bonham Carter, Emma Watson...RIHANNA! Billie Eilish...It's insane!"

"I know, right! I met Taylor and Ed on the way in-with Joe and Cherry. They're all such sweethearts! I lost Reg though- I think he's found Lorissa and pinned her up against a wall somewhere quiet."

Niall steps forward as Harry laughs.

"Niall!" Freya cheers, "Honestly you two, you seem happier and more in love than ever, every time I see ya!"

Both  men look at each other smiling.

"We are happy," Harry states. 

"And in love, never forget, " Niall quickly adds on.

A waiter comes by, and as he does, a man ascends the steps to onstage.

Clinking on a glass flute, the well-dressed man speaks up after briefly clearing his throat.

"Good evening everybody!"

The man is clearly surprised when guests greet him in return.

"Could I please have all of my lovely Donors make their way up?"

Actors, Singers, Philanthropists and Doctors all come trailing onstage.

Freya follows suit, and in the end, there are eighteen to twenty people onstage.

Taylor winks at Freya as she walks by, hand in hand with Joe Alwyn.

"Firstly, I'd like to thank everybody for coming, second of all..."

Freya's attention is soon diverted away from the speaker. Not due to one reason alone, but three.

The first is the unmistakable tingling of two of her soul marks. The second, is a devilishly handsome man staring her straight in the eye from across the room.

Just as a sponsor and donor photo is shot, Freya curses under her breath.

"Shit."

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May 2022

edited: 2023