What Happens on the Tour Bus, Stays on the Tour Bus
Summary: A Wattpad request by mysticalrosean - “Ok so I was thinking it would be frat boy Harry and what happens is a fan wins like a free pass to spend the day with the band. Then Harry starts flirting with her throughout the day a lot and she does too, then they sleep together in the tour bus??Also can u make it so that Harry is dominant because thats so good haha”
Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, flirting, biting/hickies, sex with people around, unprotected sex, hair pulling, choking, slight angst, filth
Master
FRAT BOY HARRY
“Hi, my name is y/n. I won the contest you guys were doing.” You hand the security guard the ticket stating the information and he nods, “Okay. Right this way miss.”
Your nerves are skyrocketing.
You’re about to meet the boys of One Direction.
Harry.
Oh god, you think, I’m about to meet Harry.
Your nerves cause your body to buzz with excitement, the physical shaking is quite noticeable at this point.
“Don’t be nervous, love. They’re harmless.” The security guard jokes and you laugh, “Okay.”
He knocks on the door and you hear the boys yell on the other side.
This is it.
The door opens and there stands Paul, “Yeah?”
“This is y/n. She won the best fan art contest.”
“Oh, yeah. They told us you were coming today.” Paul gives you a smile and turns around to talk to the boys but they’re gone.
“They’re getting on my nerves today.” Paul grumbles with a laugh, “Follow me.” Paul motions for you to follow him and you do.
You walk down the halls of the arena they’ll be performing in tonight.
“Incoming!” You hear one of them yell.
Harry runs and leaps onto Paul’s back, laughing and yelling along with Niall and Louis.
“Harry.” Paul says, trying to stay calm.
Harry’s eyes meet you and he instantly falls off of Paul’s back, brushing off his shirt and crossing his arms, “This the girl who did the drawing?”
You raise your eyebrows, surprised by his attitude, “Yeah, I am.”
“We absolutely loved it.” Harry smiles and walks over to you holding his hand out, “I’m Harry.” He brings your knuckles up to his lips and presses them to your skin.
You can feel the heat in your cheeks firing up, “Hi Harry.” You smile and look over at Niall and Louis.
“Hey, I’m Louis. Nice to meet you, love. Sick drawing by the way. Best one we’ve seen in a while.”
You smile and nod, “Thank you. That really means a lot.”
“No really, you’re incredible. How’d you learn to draw like that?” Niall asks walking up to you, “I’m Niall.”
You nod and shrug, “I just kinda picked up a pencil one day and started drawing.. so I guess I’m self taught?”
“Amazing.” Niall shakes his head, “That’s crazy.”
You laugh and look back over at Harry who has his arms behind his back and his eyes are scanning over your body, “I- I.. um.. I have these for you guys.. Zayn and Liam, too.”
“They’re in the dressing room. I’ll go get them.” Louis walks away yelling for them, “Oi, lads. I need ya!”
“Here is yours, Niall.” You hand the small canvas to Niall and grab Harry’s, “And Harry..” you hand him his canvas and his hand lays on yours. Your eyes meet his and he has a smirk on his lips, “Thank you, sweetheart.”
He drags his hand against yours as he takes the canvas, inspecting it with his lip pulled between his teeth, “Beautiful art done by a beautiful girl.”
He winks and Niall smacks his chest, “Harry. Don’t be flirting with her. She just got here, you’ll scare her off.”
Harry chuckles and shakes his head, “she won’t be going anywhere.”
You bite your lip, knowing he’s right.
Meeting them went a lot different than you ever expected. You and Harry have a connection.
With just a simple touch of his hand on hours, you felt like you belonged to him.
——
“So Niall says you taught yourself how to draw?” Zayn says leaning forward picking up the canvas again to look, “That’s honestly very impressive.”
You smile, “Yeah, I guess I just have a natural talent for it. For some people it’s singing and dancing but for me, I guess it’s this.” You point to the boys’ canvases laying on the table.
“It’s very good. I like it a lot.” Zayn nods in approval and leans back.
Harry can’t keep his eyes off of you. His gaze burns holes through you, constantly keeping you on edge.
“Boys. Sound check in ten.” Paul knocks on the door before he leaves and I look around at them, “So am I here for just a few hours or?”
“You’re here the whole day.” Liam says with a smile, “maybe you can sketch us something to keep on the tour bus while we do this, yeah?”
“I actually didn’t bri-“
You’re cut off by Louis making an off beat drum sound with his mouth and zig zagging a sketch book in his hands, “Ta-Da!”
“Oh you guys shouldn’t have.” You pout and take it from Louis, “This will be dedicated for you guys and you guys only.” You laugh and flip through the pages, “I love getting new sketch books. Thank you so much.”
“Not a problem.”
“Of course.”
“Very welcome.”
“You deserve it.”
“I’m excited to see what you come up with.” Liam says as he stands up, “Alright. Y/N, you can come sit in the seats if you want.”
You nod, “Sounds good.”
You grab your bag and put the sketch book into it. Harry waits for you by the door, watching you.
You turn and stop, a smile playing with your lips.
There’s definitely something there and you both know it.
“Since they’re not around to tell me no.” Harry walks up to you and semi roughly places his lips on yours as he wraps an arm around your waist. The sketch book gets squished between your bodies, but you didn’t mind.
“You’re mine.” Harry whispers against your lips, “Remember that.”
He leans back, his eyes scan over your face, “You’re so fucking beautiful.” He smirks and steps back, “After you.”
Star struck, you manage to make your way out of the room and down the hall. Harry walks beside you, his hand brushing against yours every now and then.
“There you are, Styles, What are ya doin, harassing the girl?” Louis asks as he puts his ear piece in.
Harry laughs, “No. I was going to the bathroom.”
He glance over at you and winks. You nod while trying to hide a smirk and walk down the stage and over to the seats. You sit a couple rows back so you can see the stage fully. You prop your feet up on the back of the chair in front of you and rest your gift from the boys on your thighs.
You tap the eraser part of the pencil against the blank page, thinking of how you want to start.
A little while into sound check, your eyes keep meeting Harry’s. He’s sitting on the one platform, leaning forward and his eyes are fixated on you.
You bite your lip, trying to stay focused but his gaze is strong.
You keep looking up at him, smirking and smiling every once in a while, rolling your eyes playfully at him.
You’d stop and listen to them sing, tilting your head, trying to believe that this was actually happening.
You hum along to the song, tapping your eraser against your cheek to the beat.
You and Harry are in a staring contest pretty much, but the only difference is, no one loses if they blink.
“Alright guys, I think we’re all good here. See you at the show.”
They walk over to the side of the stage and file down the steps, running over to you to see what you’ve come up with.
“Wow. Look she even got the detail of the lights.” Louis says pointing.
Niall smacks his hand away, “Don’t touch it, you knit wit. You’ll smudge her work.”
Louis mocks him and rolls his eyes, “Please.”
You laugh and look at your drawing, “it is pretty good isn’t it?”
They all agree.
“Alright. Let’s go get ready for the show. I can hear the fans screaming.” Liam says patting your shoulder, “You can come back and hang out backstage so you’re not caught up in the landslide of that.”
“Okay.” You laugh and stand up.
“They’ll know who you are. You’ll be bombarded with questions and shit.” Zayn says walking next to you, “We don’t want to be overwhelmed.”
“You’ll have a special spot front row.” Niall says pointing, “It’ll be right there.” You look down over the stage to see a small area that’s gated off.
“Oh that’s nice actually. Thank you!” You smile and walk back stage with them.
“You can just hang out back here, there’s snacks and stuff down in that room, help yourself.” Liam points to a room that has a green sign on it and you nod, “thank you.”
A little while later you find yourself in the room, looking over the different snacks. You can feel someone walk in but you don’t pay any attention until you see his arm reach over in front of you, lightly brushing against your boobs, “s’cuse me.”
“I thought you weren’t supposed to flirt with fans.” You tease as you look up at him.
Harry smirks, “What they don’t know won’t kill them.” He winks and walks over to the mirror, running his hand through his hair.
You stand there, finding yourself unable to look away from him.
You walk up to him, “That kiss-“
“Is our little secret.” He leans in, “We can have plenty more secrets if you want.”
You smile and rub your hand against your bicep, “Really?”
He nods, “Mhm.”
You bite your lip, looking from his lips to his eyes, “Like what?”
He smirks and brushes hair off your shoulder, exposing your neck. He leans in, sucking on a little patch of skin under your ear.
Your legs go weak and a little moan slips from your lips. He wraps an arm around your waist, holding you to him as he keep sucking a mark onto your skin.
“Like that.” He moves your hair to cover the darkening mark on your skin, “And us. Sneaking around.” He leans in, his lips brush against yours, “Bringing you into my bunk. Hotel rooms. Anywhere I can have you.”
You stare up at him, your lip pulled between your teeth as you nod, “Anything you say.”
“Where’s Harry?”
He quickly puts his shirt on and walks over to the table of food. You sit down and get out your sketch book, flipping to a clean page and drawing randomly sketched lines.
“What are you doing?” Niall asks, “tormenting y/n again huh?” Niall looks at you, “Sorry about him. He can be a little-“
“He’s not bothering me.” You smile and look back down at your book.
“Mhm.” Niall laughs and you look up. Harry waves and blows you a kiss as Niall pulls him out of the room and you can’t help but laugh.
You sit there, Harry’s words replaying in your head over and over again.
You’re mine, remember that.
You feel like you’re in shock, stunned that Harry wants claim over you, but you also love the fact that Harry is all over you so you’re not going to argue with it, you always believe that Harry is your soulmate.
——
“Thank you so much!” Liam says as the boys line up, “You have been amazing!”
They all say their thank you’s and goodbyes and run off the stage. Harry gives you on last look, smirking before he turns and follows the others.
“Oh my god, it’s her!” A fan gasps, “Oh my god.”
“Y/n!”
“Y/N! How are the boy?”
“Did you draw them anything else?”
You turn and wave to them, “Hi, hello. It’s me. It’s been great. Really fun. The boys are all so funny and sweet. I’ve had the absolute best day of my life.”
Little did you know it’s about to get better.
“What’s Harry like?”
“Y/N, did you get to hug them?”
“Alright, y/n. Come on.” Paul says as he opens the gate for you, “That’s enough guys. Let the girl alone.” He laughs and shakes his head, “Harry is a loon, crazy.”
You laugh and look up at him, “You got that right.”
The fans scream as you walk by. You felt like royalty.
You didn’t know that the fans would get this crazy, but now you do.
“There she is! How was the show?” Louis asks walking up, “Did they ask you weird questions? We see lots of weird questions on twitter.”
You laugh and nod, “Yeah, they knew who I was. I felt almost as popular as you guys.”
“You will be now.” Zayn chuckles and grabs a water, “Just don’t let the hateful comments get to you. Just know that we love ya and that’s all that matters, right babe?”
You smile and nod, your cheeks turning hot with a blush, “Right on that.”
You glance over at Harry who’s glaring at Zayn and you can feel the hate filled daggers coming off of his stare.
You look between them to see if Zayn notices but he doesn’t. You but your lip, anxiously awaiting for them to tell you to go home.
“How about a tour of the bus?” Niall proposes, “Were headed there anyway, might as well give you the run down on the space we share.”
“Please.” You laugh and follow them out.
——
“It was nice meeting you, y/n.” Louis leans in and gives you a hug, “We’ll have to stay in touch. I might have ya draw me up a tattoo design, yeah?”
You nod against his shoulder, “I’d be honored.”
He smiles and heads to his bunk, pulling the curtain shut.
Zayn follows behind, saying his goodbyes and kissing your head, “Nice meeting you.”
Niall hugs you and rocks you from side to side, “We’ll miss ya! We’ll have to get you to come again, today was fun.”
He disappears and Liam hugs you, “Thanks for coming. You’re one talented girl and I know you’ll go far in life. Stay in touch, yeah?”
“Of course I will. Thank you all so much!” You smile and watch as he makes his way to his bunk.
You take a deep breathe and look at Harry who’s sitting on the couch with one leg crossed over the other.
He motions with his finger for you to come over to him. You slowly get up and walk over to him. He pulls you down onto his lap, sliding his hands on to your waist, “What did I say earlier?”
You knew exactly what he was talking about.
“I’m yours?” You whisper lowly, and he nods, “Right.”
“They did-“
He cuts you off by roughly kissing your lips. He leans back, “Say it again.”
“I’m yours.” You breathe out, “Harry. I’m yours.”
“Fucking right you are.” He grabs your hips and pushes them down, “Move your hips.”
You grind down onto him and he bites his lip to keep himself from moaning. You can feel how hard he’s getting under you and through his jeans.
“Were going to go to my bunk, you gotta be extra, extra quiet.” He groans lowly as he moves your hair to inspect your neck, “I’m going to make that darker.”
You melt into him.
This feels like it was meant to be on so many levels. It feels so natural. Your nerves melted away as soon as he kissed you for the very first time.
Harry is a very dominant person and you love being his.
A part of you felt like it was some sick joke between the boys, but they really seemed to like you.
“Wait.” You whisper, “This isn’t some weird joke between you guys is it?”
Harry tilts his head and his demeanor goes soft for a minute, “We’d never play with a girls emotions like this y/n. We know how devastating it can be.”
You nod, “Okay. I was just asking. I didn’t really think someone like you would go for a girl like me.”
He shakes his head and rest his hand on your cheek, “You are very, very, and I mean very beautiful. As soon as I knew who won the contest, I did some investigating and I can honestly say that you took my breathe away as soon as I seen your pictures.”
You bite your lip and lay your hands on his cheeks, “You’re my favorite. Always been.”
He smirks and shrugs, his turned on cocky demeanor is back in full effect, “Course I am.”
He leans up, connecting his lips to yours before he leans back, “If we wake anyone up, we don’t get to finish.”
You nod and get up, following him as he leads you to his bunk. He motions for you to climb in first and he gets in behind you, shutting the curtain.
His lips immediately find yours again as his hand slides down your body. His hand slips into the band of your shorts and slide between your skin and underwear.
His fingers find their place at your clit and rub small circles. He presses his lips harder to yours, muffling your moans as best as he can.
Your hands fist his shirt as your whimper against his lips.
He kisses back your jaw, finding the spot he started to mark. His lips pull your skin between his teeth and he bites down, sucking deep colored marks all over your neck.
He doesn’t care if your hair covers it or not.
Your body arches as the pressure on your clit grows harder. “Fuck.” You whisper lowly, “H-Harry.”
You spread your legs more, indicating you wanted his fingers further down.
He picks up on the signal and slides his fingers down between your folds, slipping them inside of you, moaning at how wet you are, “Fuck. I can’t wait to be in this pussy.”
You turn your head, finding his lips as you rock your hips against his hand, “fuck.”
He groans lowly against your lips, pushing his bulge into your thigh. Your hand slides down, cupping him. You give him a gentle squeeze and start to undo his jeans.
“Let me get you off first then we can do that.” He nudges his nose against your cheek, “I want you gagging on my dick but not here. Too loud.”
You nod and take your hands away, sliding them up to his hair. You grab his hair, tugging slightly as you feel yourself growing closer.
You bite down on your lip hard to try and keep yourself contained.
“Come on, love.” Harry whispers, “Cum for me.” He kisses across your neck, nipping and licking the skin, “Fuck, you’re so wet.”
You’re panting at this point, “s-shit.”
Harry brings his other hand up, shifting so he can cover your mouth.
You clench around his fingers and arch your body into his as you cum. You whimper and moan into his hand as he fingers you through your high. He moves it and instantly crashes his lips onto yours, swallowing your moans as fast as you get them out.
His thrusts slow down and he pulls his hand out of your shorts, “You’re going to feel so good around my dick.”
His words alone could make you cum again.
You pick back up on undoing his jeans again, “I can’t wait to feel you inside of me.” You kiss him as you slip your hand into his pants.
He kicks off his jeans and kicks them down to the bottom of the bunk, “Roll over.”
You roll over so your back is facing him and he pulls your shorts down. You bring your one leg out of them and his arm instantly hooks under your leg and lifts it up.
He pulls it to him, holding you tight as the tip of his cock rubs against your folds and you gasp, waiting for him to slide in.
He reaches down between you both, grabbing his cock to steadily slide it inside, “Quiet as a mouse, baby. Don’t want to stop now.”
You grip the blanket, biting down on it to muffle the moans you’re trying so hard to keep quiet as he pushes his cock into you.
He lays his head forward, his finger tips dig hard into your thigh as he sits there for a second, taking in the feeling of being inside of you.
“Fuck, y/n.” He groans, “You feel so good.”
You push your hips back, afraid that if you open your mouth you’ll wake everyone up.
He slips his arm under your head and holds your leg steady as he starts to slowly thrust, being carful not to make too much noise.
You tilt your head back, lips parted as he whispers dirty stuff in your ear, “I knew just by looking at you I needed to know what you felt like.”
He moves his arm so his hand lays on your throat, squeezing gently as he thrusts are slow and deep into you. The angle he has your hips at, allows you to feel every inch of him. The tip of his cock brushes around that perfect spot every single time.
Your leg starts to shake as you reach behind and grab onto his hip, “I’m so close.” You quietly gasp out, so low he barely heard.
“Me too, wait f’me.” He lets go of your throat and lays his hand on your chest. His hand kneads your one boob as he pushes his cock into you fully, feeling you clench around him.
You hold your breathe, trying hard to hold back the orgasm that is desperately trying to get free.
His cock continues to thrust in and out, painfully slow.
“Fuck. Let it go.” He groans and digs his fingers deeper into your skin.
Your body tenses and you lay your other hand over your mouth, muffling the moans that your orgasm is ripping away from your body.
He came sooner than he thought he would.
Oops.
He finishes pumping his cum onto your hip and quickly brings a part of the blanket up and wipes it off before it runs down your back side.
You shimmy your shorts up your legs and lift your hips to pull them up. He puts his boxers back on and lays down facing you.
“I may have came a little inside.” He chuckles slightly, “I’m sorry I-“
“No it’s okay. Don’t worry about it. I’m on the pill.” You assure him as you lay down facing him. He nods and stares at you, stroking your cheek with his thumb.
After a few moments, he brushes hair from your face, “Don’t go. Please.”
You pout slightly, a part of you feeling sad at his words, “I really don’t want to.”
Harry leans in and kisses your forehead, “Well figure it out.”
——
So I’m thinking about doing a part 2 to this? Something along the lines of y/n and Harry get caught on the tour bus because there’s some fans poking around the fences and the secret gets out?
I don’t know let me know what you think 👀
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People are saying Louis has a grace period where he can’t do/say anything - meaning contracts I guess - but he is saying something. He’s saying he’s not with Harry. Surely if he was under any kind of NDA he wouldn’t be able to comment at all??
I’m not an anti. I would love the boys to be together. I’m just suspicious of Louis’ random out bursts where he does seem p*ssed off at Larry. I mean if he really loves him, wouldn’t he just say nothing? If I were Harry, I think i’d be a bit insulted if my boyfriend continued to make public denials (and referred to it as childish conspiracies) whilst I kept quiet.
Also, is Louis annoyed at Larry in terms of being linked to Harry OR is it more related to the insinuation that Freddie isn’t his and he’s not really denying ever being with Harry?
I know this is a contentious topic but I wanted to ask. No judgement either way from me!
Heya anon! I’m gonna break this down a bit.
Louis’ online presence has been very yikes since the first Bullshit tweet. You could see the moment his Twitter started being controlled in one direction, with how different his content became, interacting with the boys (Harry) slowed right down, and his typing style and tone changed. Social media accounts, particular for influential people with a large following, are ran by PR folks on their team. It means the artist can have a more hands off approach, and doesn’t have to worry about posting marketing content at certain deadlines etc., and it’s the easiest reach to get news spread fast. Now, in terms of how much control an artist has over their accounts, differs depending on their contract with their team.
One Direction were the biggest of the big. And when you have 5 teenage boys with huge accounts, it’s pretty safe to say they didn’t want one of them accidentally posting something incriminating towards themselves, the band, or their team, so, they would’ve had very little freedom on their social media when they hit the big point of their career a bit down the track. However, control is not entirely taken over, as the artist still needs to look authentic. They need to connect with fans, get them engaged, and tweet them back. Then, they get trending on Twitter and that’s a win for them, obviously.
So this kind of social media handover is specified in their initial contract, with subcontracts specifying exactly what and how the PR team and the artist will use it. The artist might need to personally post at least 3 times a week across platforms, for example: one tweet replying to a fan, one promo tweet for their music, and one Instagram post/story that ties into whatever the narrative/promo is at that moment, and the contract might be more lax during the months where there isn’t anything to be marketed. Other than that, the team will take care of everything else. That’s their job after all, to market the artist!
So, what’s the best way to dispel rumours about a conspiracy theory when the people in question struggle to talk about the theory on camera? A tweet, of course! It goes straight out to the fans, spreads like wildfire, gets their name trending, and screenshots go straight to the media. The artist doesn’t wanna deal with the inevitable backlash and chaos that ensues after a tweet like that, so, the PR folks say “let’s try and get them to stop talking about larry, by talking about larry…” which makes 0 sense right? If larry isn’t real, they could just leave it alone. Hell, larry aren’t the only pairing in the world, and plenty of other people who have had theories about them like this have just… never commented. Even when they had a big fanbase of people like larries, who believe that they are in a stunt relationship/have been hiding a relationship with another famous person, they’ve just left it alone.
If you have a watch of the Four Hangout interview, where they are all asked if there are any rumours they’d like to deny, Louis and Harry are dead silent. That was the time to do it.
So I think maybe your question leaves out the contracts and closeting of larry, as you’ve said Harry would be pissed that his man has kept denying their relationship to the public (it has been far and few between, though). I would be too, but he’s not doing it on his own accord. the boys, and many other artists in the industry, have been victims of closeting/het pushes. Even just basic PR stunt relationships, that straight people have, are for marketing purposes. There are narratives in place so these artists keep their name in the media, keep looking attainable to a fanbase with young woman fawning over them, and keep selling records/movies whatever it might be. I won’t go deep into Louis and Harry’s stunt relationships and narratives, but it’s very obvious they’ve been victim to them.
So, two birds one stone, right? Deny a relationship that your fanbase has a theory on, on Twitter so there’s proof and it reaches those fanbases fast, while encouraging the stunt narrative the public sees of you, ticking the boxes above. It’s a quick Band-Aid for now, because the longer they don’t say anything, the easier it is for people to assume they’re together. So a little tweet here and there helps. And, unfortunately, Louis has always been the one in the firing line of denials.
Even in the early days of Larry, back in 1d, I think Harry only did one denial on his own, with niall and Liam. H+L did a couple together, and then @Louis_Tomlinson took the reins. Every larry denial on camera was hilarious, poorly responded to, and was laughed at by the fandom. It didn’t jolt us whatsoever, but when you can’t see the person behind the tweet, it is meant to cause a bit more doubt for us. Did he post this on his own accord? Was it PR? It’s not as easy as looking at their body language and seeing them stutter in a video, and that was the point of moving the denials off camera.
These “ask me anything” tweeting sprees that happen, are for the sole purpose of pushing narratives. Louis ticks off a couple of things on his list each time he does one, which are: talk about F, get rid of larry rumours by talking about larry rumours (it’s an absolute joke, the way they do that hahaha), and promo some new music. He also replies to fans about football and other stuff, but that’s because he always has to keep it as authentic as possible. And he does like talking to us, he just has a couple of obligations during this.
In terms of F and bbg, I believe that’s a stunt so I don’t think Louis is mad about people not believing it, so I can’t comment on that, unfortunately!
Now, NDAs. This term is thrown around A LOT in this fandom, and the actual way one works can get lost in translation through misinformation and overuse of contractual language that confuses folks who don’t have a deeper knowledge of entertainment law and the entertainment industry. NDAs are not a one page contract that states a couple of things that you can’t do, and you just scribble a signature. They are big documents that are overlooked by several lawyers and adjusted/assessed/edited over a long period of time, depending on the importance of why someone needs to sign one. There are already basic drafts for fans/crew who see something they shouldn’t see etc., but they are edited to be specific as possible to that situation, so there are no blurred lines. There are no mistakes. No loopholes. Everyone around the boys has signed one, which I’ve discussed a little bit about before.
When it comes to keeping a relationship under wraps from the public, both parties need to sign a separate copy, often times of the exact same document. But, NDAs are different to other PR and marketing contractual Agreements. NDAs say “hey, don’t talk about this thing or any other of these things! It can’t be leaked! If you do, there will be huge consequences and you’ve broken the contract and we will take all your money and sue you and you’ll never have a career again!”, while marketing and PR Agreements are “hey, so people are talking about you being in a secret relationship, and you’ve signed an NDA so you can’t say you are in one, so we’re gonna give you a fake relationship to help keep things quieter and hopefully dispel the beliefs (which will make it easier for you to not say anything if people leave the topic alone!!) and we can get some good marketing in and grow the band yada yada yada”. Which, they thought would work, but we’re still here haha. So the two can be mutually exclusive for artists like Harry and Louis, but their team will obviously just sign an NDA.
So, my advice is, don’t take everything at face value. Louis wouldn’t want to lose any fans, regardless of what they believe in. And same with Harry. They just have different narratives to appeal to different demographics.
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