"What the bloody hell is this?" Harry Styles exclaimed as he scrolled through the trending #STOPyouarenot1D.
"Leah, have you seen these tweets?" He asked his girlfriend who was snuggling up beside him on the couch.
"What? No! Who is that?!" She replied.
Many of One Direction's fans were horrified by a group of five guys that called themselves "One Direction Tribute." They copied iconic photos of the boys, including selfies and the Four album cover. They even had their own YouTube channel where they sang One Direction songs. Harry had just discovered the issue only a moment ago.
"I can't believe it," Harry shook his head in disbelief. "Why would anybody want to pretend to be us? The fans aren't going to believe this.... Our fans will know better...."
"I don't know, Harry," Leah sighed, scrolling through her own twitter feed. "It looks like they had their own meet and greets.... And fans actually showed up."
"No way!" Harry cried. "We have to stop this!"
Both Harry and Leah started tweeting to the fans to not believe the impostors and to just ignore them. Many fans were furious at the fake One Direction, but some were supporting them, thinking they were cute even though they knew they were fake.
"That lad doesn't even look like Niall," Harry huffed at the one pretending to be Nialler, with an obvious wig on. "He looks like a rat with down-syndrome that got hit by a bus.... Five times."
Soon Zayn, Harry, Liam, Louis, and Louis' girlfriend, Mallory, had heard of the catastrophe. They all headed over to Harry's house to talk about it.
"Ew, that doesn't even look like me," Zayn scoffed. "I know I'm gorgeous, there's no way that bugger could possibly compare to me."
"This is unbelievable!" Mallory yelled. "Not to mention, super creepy."
"We're tweeting fans and telling them to just ignore the fake One Direction, but they're not listening," Leah told Mallory.
"Hey do you have any carrots?" Mallory asked randomly.
"What? I don't... I don't know!" Leah answered.
"Well geez, I was just asking," she stuck his tongue out at her.
"Mmm I love girls who eat carrots," Louis winked at Mallory and she grinned.
Mallory walked over to the kitchen and then and started rummaging through the fridge, looking for carrots.
"THERE'S NO GODDAMN CARROTS IN HERE, LEAH!" She shouted.
"Fine, let me go to the store real quick to buy some carrots," Leah said, getting up from the couch and putting a coat and jacket on. "Sheesh."
"Be safe, love," Harry said, giving her a kiss before she left.
• • •
Leah drove to the grocery store and on the way she jammed out to the Four album. When she went to check out there were pretty long lines so she had to wait a minute.
"Hey baby," Leah heard someone whisper in her ear and she spun around.
"Harry?" She was confused. Harry was at home.... Then she realized it was the Fake Harry.
"Name's Richard," the guy smirked. "Also known as Dick, but you'll be getting that part of me later." He ran his finger through his hair and winked.
"Um, no," Leah laughed. "Ew."
The line shortened a little, and Leah walked up to the cashier.
"Come on I just want to love you," Richard whispered seductively. "And maybe fu-."
"Stop just STOP," Leah growled. Then she turned to the old hag of a cashier. "Hey granny could you hurry and scan my items please?"
The cashier finished scanning and Leah paid and stormed out of the store.
"I'd love to scan your items!" Richard called after her. Her face blushed bright red.
• • •
"Omg did you get the carrots??" Mallory asked as soon as Leah arrived.
"Yes," Leah muttered.
"What's wrong?"
"I met that Richard guy who was pretending to be Harry."
"What? What happened?"
"He was such a creep! He was hitting on me in a very perverted way.... I think I'm going to throw up."
Leah went and sat back down on the couch, snuggling with Harry, while Louis fed Mallory carrots.
"You look so hot with orange bits stuck in your teeth," Louis cooed.
"Oh, stop it you," Mallory giggled. Then she became serious. "This Fake Harry guy is a problem. He's trying to steal Harry's look, his life, even his girlfriend."
"I'm going to murder that son of a bitch," Harry said. Everyone gasped in shock.
"I mean it!" He continued. "If that punk sets one toe out of line.... He's dead."
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Teen FictionSo if you're a One Direction fan and you're on twitter than you have probably heard about the dumb ass twits who imitated the boys. In this story the guy who imitated Harry battles the real Harry Styles over the beautiful Leah Rosolowski. When Leah'...