Not My Life to Lead (A Freddie Tomlinson Fanfiction)

Part 3 - Speak of the Devil

The rest of that day went by pretty fast, just going to classes, doing the work and taking a moment to evaluate my life.

Each time I saw Skye in the hallways she always reminded me of her cheerleading practice, even though I told her I wouldn't be able to make it, she just keeped asking, and trust me she wasn't going to stop.

When the final bell of school rang, indicating the end of the day I rushed off to get a few more books from my locker for homework. I gathered my physics book, maths book and English book to keep myself occupied for the afternoon.

I jogged out of school and took a slow walk back home, just wondering what it would be like if my parents were together, or if my dad wasn't famous, or how their relationship would of been if I didn't exist.

I turned the corner and walked into the street, I was not suprised when I saw paparazzi standing in front of my house, this is what life's has been like ever since they found out where I live.

"Hey, Hey Freddie how was your day?!" Someone shouted.

''Where is your dad?''

''Is it true your dad has a new girlfriend?''

''What's it like being Louis Tomlinson's biggest mistake?"

I usually ignore them but the last question hit me in the gut. I've always tried to ignore it and pushed it to the back of my mind but it's true I am 'Louis Tomlinson's biggest mistake.'

I felt anger burning up inside me, taking away all my common sense.

"Freddie, just one picture please!" They pleaded.

I pull my hood over my head, to shield my eyes from the blinding flash.

I always wore hoodies, everyday actually. it prevented the paparazzi from noticing me or getting any proper photos of me.

I put my head down and kept walking, pretending I didn't notice them at all. I wish my dad told me how to deal with this stuff but we'd never talked about it.

"Just leave! Go! get a life," I said rather agitated.

"Are you're parents still together?" They asked impatiently.

"YOU KNOW WHAT WHY DON'T YOU JUST GO ASK THEM YOURESELVES!" I shouted, maybe being a little bit too harshly.

They looked at me no expression on there faces and took another photo.

I stormed off into my house, slamming the door behind me. Making a loud noise that echoed across the whole house.

I began closing all the curtains so they wouldn't take pictures through the window.

They were so annoying, I was getting so sick of them. They don't even care about me they only care about money so I just snapped, and it's only going to get worse.

I stumbled into the kitchen to look for a snack, I think a carrot would satisfy me, it was healthy and was the only vegetable I liked.

Now don't get all fangirl on me with the whole Louis Tomlinson and carrots thing from the video diaries. I don't even know if my father actually really liked them, he could have been joking, but I know for sure that I LOVED them.

I began to chomp on a delicious carrot. Only then do I see a note on the kitchen counter. I picked it up with my free hand, curiously.

Hi Freddie,

I hope everything is going well, I miss you baby boy. Zac and I are going to go on a small vacation to celebrate our two year anniversary in Hawaii. I came home to get some extra luggage, sorry I couldn't stay to see you, there wasn't enough time. Feel free to do anything you want. You can through a party or something at the house. You may use my credit card for all the expenses. I will see you in two weeks time.

"all my Love - Mom'' I softly read out loud.

I dropped the note back on the counter. It was just as I suspected, didnt suprise me in the slightest.

She probably had a lot of time to visit but just didn't want to see me because she regrets not visiting so often, and seeing me just makes her feel guilty for not knowing me at all.

I am a very observent person and I can see she is hiding that from me because she's always avoiding me and trying to make up for it with cash.

I stroll to the lounge deciding to watch some TV to distract myself.

I jumped on the couch, grabbing the remote and starting to scroll through the channels.

Just at that moment, my phone vibrated on the counter. I don't give my phone number out to people because they would probably share it with everyone if I did, and it couldn't be my mom because she left me a note...

I switched it on-
'Louis Tomlinson
1 message,' I read.

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HEY GUYS HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER, AYANDA AND I REALLY APRECIATE EVERYONE OF WHO READ THIS BOOK. JUST AS A REMINDER WE HAVE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING AGAINST BRIANA OR ANYONE ELSE AS A MATTER OF FACT I ACTUALLY REALLY LIKE HER. WE HOPE YOU GUYS CONTINUE READING OUR WORK

Love you all , crazymofos

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-Nicole and Ayanda