After the call, I went back into my room to start practicing for the gig. This time I leave a slight gap in the door because there is no need to hide where I'm going from my brothers and I begin to practice the song that I wrote during voice class. I think I'm going to name it Heal Me.
"Treat me like your patient. Just don't keep me waiting. Or I'll just be wasted. In a crowd of the lonely. I need you to inspire me. When I can't inspire myself. I need you to provide for me. When I feel like someone else." I begin to sing but then I see the door open a bit more and see Tom standing in the doorway.
"Yes, Tom. What can I help you with? And make it fast I have to be somewhere in 15 minutes." I say as I brush my hair so it can be left down for the night.
"Well, the deal I made with Mum and Dad is that I have to come with you tonight," Tom says scratching the back of his neck.
"Omg actually. No offense that is both weird and embarrassing. What about paparazzi and what do I tell Shawn when he sees Spiderman walk in with me huh?" I say to Tom.
"Well I am going with this disguise and as for Shawn Mendes, I think we can tell him our little secret. I've met him before and he is a really trustable guy." Tom says as he puts on a blonde wig, a mustache, and glasses.
"I guess that that's care of that issue. Also, Tom, I sort of need to get an Instagram. What do I do with it?" I ask.
"Well, just put your name as the username @Y/N and put a profile picture, and whatever Shawn wants you to post do it or you can post any photos you want. we can set it up now. Can I see your phone?" Tom says.
"Um sure, I apologize in advance for any photos that may not be pleasing for the eye or inappropriate content because I never knew anyone would look through my phone," I say with a chuckle as I give Tom my phone.
"I certainly hope not. Young lady, you will keep your photos civil." Tom says as we both go into a fit of laughter. He begins to look through my selfies and comes across one.
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"I like this one Y/n/n. It should be your profile picture." Tom says as he makes it my profile picture.
"Ewww Tom that photo is so disgusting, can't I just put a picture of the sky or anything else, but my face?" I say because we all know posting yourself on Instagram after never having one can be awkward.
"Nope, it's too late. I made it your profile picture. It looks so beautiful. I wonder what happened to those genes when it got to me and the rest of your brothers. Like damn you could be a model." Tom says.
"Whatever. Plus I don't know what you're talking about, every person I have ever met drools over you and it's kind of disgusting." I say making Tom chuckle.
"I think we better get going now, don't want you to miss your big night," Tom says as we both walk out through the back door and sneak into his car. After driving for about 10 minutes we get to the karaoke place and they start calling people up to perform.
