"my fucking god" Robyn groaned noticing the crowd outside

Somehow people had figured where I was having an interview that would later be put onto youtube.

"fuck" was all I said

"fuck this is embarrassing" Robyn sighed pulling out her phone "hi yeah can you get here because there's a fucking crowd way too big for me to handle on my own" she said sounding annoyed before ending the call

"i'm guessing that's jake..?" i asked

She didn't reply. Her body was tense, her biceps about to pop at any moment. The vein on her neck showing enough to make me weak and her jaw clenched making her jaw line even sharper, if that was possible.

It wasn't long before Jake arrived not paying attention to me at first.

Something was wrong. You know when the atmosphere completely changes? Yeah, that's what's happening right now.

They were both glaring at something or someone who was in the crowd but I didn't dare to ask what was wrong. Robyn's the type of girl to snap at any moment and seem emotionless.

"stay close" Jake mumbled as we were stepping outside

"BILLIEEEE BILLIE BILLIEEEE"

"hi loves" I smiled giving them a group hug as I could tell they were my fans and not some stalkers even though that's literally what they had done.

"we gotta move" Robyn said sternly snaking her arm on my waist

Fuck. Me.

"the cars parked where?" Jake shouted above the noise

"aigh you got fat bunda styll" I heard not understanding a word that was said

"sorry I what?" I nervously laughed

"you got a boyfriend or suttin?" another yelled

It was then I realised that we were much further away from the fans and I had no clue who these boys around my age were

"oi back up now" Jake said sternly to them to which they laughed at

"stay quite and stay close" Robyn whispered into my ear

I turned my head to face her and she nodded sensing the fear that I had gained in my eyes.

"what are you saying b" I heard another one shout

"fuck off" Robyn yelled

"aigh mans not tryna chat to you" He yelled back

"you ignoring me yeah?" The first one said to me

Fuck is this?

Robyn had tried her best to get past them but there was simply too many. 5 against 3. Jake had tensed up as was standing ready to throw a few punches at any second

"you don't wana chat to man init"

"rah is that Robyn yeah?" One had said

This had got Robyn's attention even more

"fuck off Tom"

"mans tryna help you uno, aigh back off" Tom had said

"mans not tryna talk to clapped ones anyway" The other boy had said finally backing off and letting us past

The car wasn't even far from where we were but the walk had felt like hours as Jake and Robyn had remained quite.

I wonder who Tom is.