Fan.

The atmosphere was cold and stiff, I’ve always hated the way Rector Meetings were so formal. We had one every month to check up and try and solve any ongoing problems in the fandoms. Obviously the hot topic was getting all the girls in the directioner fandom to basically calm the fuck down, but knowing those girls I knew it was no use
“We could try and resolve this with just talking to them and making them understand that Harry is in love with Taylor. Violence is never the solution,” Emily pointed out.
“Look Emily I know you are trying to help, but unlike us swifties and your lovatics, directioners completely different. ‘Talking’ to them will get us nowhere,” Sasha blurted, sting evident in her tone.

“Well at least our fandom isn’t full of sluts” I defended, even though I know I should start trying to get along with her. Since we are going to be working together.
“Guys, this isn’t helping at all. Let’s just focus on the Aptitude awards inst-“
“I have to leave, Taylor just called and she needs me to help with some wedding preparations,” Sasha stood up and abruptly left, barely saying goodbye.
“Well, I guess that’s meeting adjourned then,” Marcus said raising his eyebrows as he stood from his seat, before walking towards the snack table.
It was just me and Emily now, and to be honest I have been waiting for this for so long. It’s been ages since we’ve talked and Emily was like a sister to me.
“So,” she said pitifully before placing a hand on my knee “How are you doing?”

I rolled my eyes, is it really that obvious I wasn’t happy?
“Im fine. Really Emily, he’s finally found someone to spend his life with, as well as helping the fandom. With all the money we will be getting I won’t need to worry about anything,”
“I know, you’re strong. I just worry about you, I don’t want you hurting and no one to talk to.” Emily smiled, and pulling me in for a hug “I know you love him,” she whispered in my ear.
“That was before Emily, I got over him. He chose not to be with me and that’s fine, I can’t force him to do anything. If he wants Taylor, let him have her,” I tried reasoning, but Emily being Emily was persistent.

“No, I don’t want it to end this way, it can’t end this way. We need a plan,”
“Look Emily please don’t even try we have the awards coming up and I don’t want any extra problems on my shoulders, we can do something after the awards if you must but just not now,” I begged hoping some sense had wormed into her brain.
“But by then it will be too late, Harry would have gotten married by the time I come up with a plan. We need to start now” she said, and I could practically see the clockworks winding in her brain, whatever she was thinking wasn’t going to be good.
If there’s one thing I’ve learnt from 6 years of working with Emily it’s that, don’t be fooled by her sweet and innocent aura, because she comes up with the weirdest, and nastiest crap most of the time.

“What are you thinking of?” I asked cautiously afraid to know what the answer was.
“Well I have got a plan,” she said “But it’s crazy,”
And at that moment I knew that the next few weeks, was going to get haywire.

Notes

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