A Coincidence||Fionn Whitehead

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Tom, Harry and Dotty went off into a shop whilst the others went into another. The girl wanted to talk to the two men about something that they others didn't need to know. They searched the clothes racks for a few moments so that the others didn't grow suspicious of them if they saw them before she spoke up. "About this Fionn guy I'm texting." She started catching their attention. "I-er- I have my suspicions."

"What do you mean? Has he said anything weird? Creepy? What?" Tom asked her, his eyebrows knitting together hiding beneath the frames of his glasses. He stopped to look at the girl who was still glancing over some shirts on the rail.

"I think I might know him in real life." She nibbled in her bottom lip.

Harry's eyes widened. "Do you?"

She nodded her head, her blonde hair falling over her glasses until she swiped it away tucking t behind her ears. "I mean, it could be me just imagining it but some of the things he has been saying seem familiar, and the guy I know well he has said similar things if not the same."

Harry wanted to smile, he knew that his would happen eventually. "Who do think it is then?"

"My friend Axel." Dotty stated, "they say more or less everything the same. Plus he has said he likes the name Finn before just spelt F-I-N-N not how Whitehead Fionn spells it. Maybe this is all a prank, he does like pranking me a lot."

Tom nodded, "Could be."

Harry wanted to scream and shake the girl so hard that her head fell off. Maybe then she would see that it was actually Fionn Whitehead. Instead, he just hit his head in the railing of clothes without anyone noticing. "What do you think, Harry?" Dotty asked him, "do you think that could be who it is."

"Maybe you should ask this Axel bloke. Maybe then you'll get your answer. After all neither of us know him." He replied. Dotty nodded and excused herself so that she could call him. It was then that Harry grabbed Tom and pulled him out of her earshot. "You know, what I am about to say stays between us okay?" Tom nodded. "Dotty and Fionn are texting each other."

"What?"

"Dotty and Fionn aka Fionn Whitehead are texting each other but are too blind to see it."

"That's cruel just because they wear glasses-"

"Tom I am being serious here. I saw Fionn's messages and I have seen Dotty's she's shown me them. They're the same. Plus Fionn asked me for a a different job to tell the girl he is texting and what did Dotty tell us that this 'Fionn' said?"

"A baker."

"Exactly. That's what I told Fionn to say. I'm surprised they haven't realised it, I have had my doubts until earlier this morning, when I concluded it for definite. It all fits now doesn't it?" Harry finished, glancing over Tom's shoulder to see Dotty still on the phone.

Tom nodded, "Yeah." He said, "it really does. That's fucking weird, don't you think? Should we tell her it's Fionn or tell him that it is Dotty?"

Harry shook his head, "no, not yet. She'll probably realise it once this Axel tells her it's not him. Besides, it's fun to see how they're reacting. I'm worried though."

"Why?"

"Fionn has lied to her. Dotty has done nothing but be truthful, simply leaving out bits she didn't want to share, Fionn has lied about his job and a few other things you don't know. I've helped him not knowing who was texting then."

"Shit. Do you think she'll be mad?"

"Who'll be mad?" Dotty questioned as she joined the pair.

"My mum," Lied Harry, "I accidentally texted her something I was meant to text Jack."

"Well been as you think she's going to be mad, I will presume it wasn't the best thing to text to your mum." Harry made an awkward face. "Anyway, Axel says it isn't him, and whenever I confront him over a prank he doesn't lie. Plus, he hasn't had a phone for the past couple of weeks because he dropped it down the toilet, he got a new one yesterday, same number though."

"So who else could it be?" Asked Tom.

"This Fionn guy." Dotty shrugged. "I'm probably just going insane thinking he isn't who he said he is."

Harry was about to say something when they heard a scream, their heads shot to the source of it to find two young girls, probably about fourteen, who had their phones out and were staring at Harry in shock. "Harry Styles." They grinned.

Tom and Dotty were evil and left Harry to deal with his fans who wanted an autograph, a selfie and other things, exiting the shop and finding the others, giggling to themselves. "Where's Harry?"

"We left him with some fans." Tom laughed and they turned around to point out where he was to find a larger crowd around him, all shouting and screaming.

"Good luck, Fionn, that's what will happen to you. You won't be able to walk down the street soon." Jack patted him on the shoulder.

"Of course I won't." Fionn replied sarcastically, "Harry is an international star, practically everyone knows who he is, I doubt that'll happen to me."

Dotty grinned and moved out of the way to stand beside him as a few girls ran up to Cillian asking for an autograph and picture, Tom (H) getting the same as well, along with Jack. "Take notes Fionn, whether you like it or not, you will have fans, but I'll be number one, remember that." Dotty joked. "Don't forget me when you are famous."

"Never." Fionn smiles wrapping her into a hug.