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>> Niall.

As soon as I had hit home late yesterday afternoon, I crashed. My body hit the sofa and from then on there was no movement in me, apart from the occasional stretch of my legs. Every part of me was drained: my body, my throat- my mind.

I scrolled lazily down my twitter timeline, trying to find amusement in what I saw. If I were honest it wasn't exactly my timeline, but a fake persona I had made for myself. The username was @surrounded_, because if I was going to be really honest, that's how I felt.

I created the account on a whim- more interested in the insight of the real fan account life without having to be careful what I stumbled upon. The more I grew into it the more time I spent on it then my personal- it becoming almost a diary for all my emotions I had to hide. That's the great thing about living online; you can be anyone who you want to be behind a screen.

I kept on scrolling when a retweeted tweet caught my eye.

@itsonedee:
me when I realise I can clock out in an hour
{attached gif}

The attachment was a gif of a guy in just his underwear, running quickly through a hallway and darting towards a door. I let out a loud laugh to myself, giggling at how accurate the caption was. My throat came to a halt, a ball of nothing caught in the back of my mouth causing me to gasp for air.

Holy shit.

No.

That's me!

I clicked onto this girls profile, sifting through the content and finding more about her. All her tweets seemed to be sarcastic, funny or witty- sometimes a mixture of the three. The further I progressed, the realisation hit me. This was a fan account!

No way.

I scrolled back to the top, my thumbs guiding my way around this perfectly sculpted profile. There was hints of photography, writing and drawing scattered all over the page, mostly over written by the pointless yet hilarious tweets she shared. Her platform was impressive, seeming to have a few thousand followers who found her just as funny. Before I clicked follow, I took a peak at the display name.

'Dee'

Her name was Dee! That made her username even more hilarious, using her name as a pun for the username of the band her account was based around. Did this girl think of everything?

I clicked follow, about to exit the page when I noticed the glowing, blue button in front of me.

'Message'

I hesitated, double checking I was logged into the right account before continuing. I stared at the running TV screen in front of me, watching as two characters embraced lovingly and the fake studio audience cheered.

With that I took my pride, stuffed it into my fingers and composed the most basic, unlike me first liner to ever be said.

Me: Hey !

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Sorry this is really boring, it'll pick up!
Go find me on Instagram, I created an official page for this ff!
Instagram: @speechless.ff
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