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@blueyalodia in a world where u can be anything, be kind💙
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@adelainemonroe how do you even LOOK sweet
↳ @blueyalodia adelainemonroe a negative mind will never give you a positive life :)

@jacobheartly #teamcleanlungs
↳ @blueyalodia jacobheartly i believe people can do what their heart desires🎀

@thephoebetomlinson you are so beautiful
↳ @blueyalodia thephoebetomlinson thank you angel 😇

@user your handwriting😍😍
↳ @blueyalodia user thank you i trained really hard in primary for it😂😂

@user i just stalked your account and your art😍😍
↳ @blueyalodia user you can see more on my art account ;) @blushandbrush

@user no clue who this is but i now love her
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@user you give off like actual sunshine vibes
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@user THIS GIRL IS SO SWEET WHAT
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i had just finished uploading my latest artwork to instagram, a vibrant painting of a sunset bursting with oranges, pinks, and purples. my captions were always simple, but positive. this one read: "in a world where u can be anything, be kind". i put my phone down, thinking it would be a while before anyone reacted. my little following usually took a few hours to respond.

but not today.

i sat back down at my drawing table, flipping through some old sketches to spark new ideas. i had only been distracted for a few minutes when my phone buzzed with a notification.

"oh," i muttered, not thinking much of it as i unlocked my phone.

there it was, clear as day in the notifications: @thephoebetomlinson commented on your post.

i blinked. "wait... phoebe tomlinson?" the name rang a bell, but i couldn't place it at first. i tapped on her comment, which read: "you are so beautiful".

my heart leaped. a verified account was complimenting my art?! "no way," i whispered to myself. i clicked on her profile out of curiosity, and that's when it hit me like a brick. her profile picture, her name, everything. she was related to louis. i immediately scrolled through her photos, and my stomach did a flip.

there he was. louis, the same guy i'd shared a cigarette with, staring back at me in photo after photo. and not just any random guy—louis tomlinson. the louis tomlinson. one of the most famous singers from one direction, the biggest boy band in the world from the 2010s.

how didn't i recognise louis?

"oh. my. god," i gasped, covering my mouth with my hand. my heart raced as the realization sunk in. "i shared a cigarette with louis tomlinson. louis tomlinson."

i didn't even know what to do with myself. i just stared at his face on my screen for a few minutes, totally in shock. how hadn't i realized sooner? he didn't seem like the big superstar i'd always seen on tv or in magazines. he was just... louis. sarcastic, a bit of a jerk, but kind in his own weird way.

"this can't be real," i muttered. but it was. i quickly clicked off phoebe's profile and tossed my phone aside, like it was on fire. "okay, breathe, imogen. breathe. you're fine. you only shared a cigarette with him, no big deal. it's not like he's gonna remember you or anything."

but then my phone buzzed again. cautiously, i picked it back up, only to see that my heart was about to race all over again. it was a dm from phoebe herself.

i swallowed nervously and opened the message.

PHOEBE ROSE TOMLINSON

hi girl! i just saw your post
and absolutely loved it. 💛
i have a bit of an odd request,
but i'm wondering if you do
commissions? it's my birthday soon,
and i have a twin so i'd love to surprise
dais with one of your pieces! it's
totally okay if you're too busy, but
i thought i'd ask! 💖

my hands shook a little as i typed my response. i couldn't believe this was happening, but i wasn't about to let my nerves get in the way.

omg!!! thank you so much
phoebe, you have no idea how
much that means to me! 💕
i would love to do a piece
for your guys birthday. i'm so
honoured you'd think of me!! 🥰
just let me know what you'd
like and when you need it by,
and i'll make sure it's perfect for her!

i sent the message and waited, trying to keep myself from freaking out. phoebe had messaged me. she wanted me to create an art piece for her sister. was this really happening?

the reply came quickly.

oh wow, thank you so much!
you're honestly the sweetest 🥺
daisy loves flowers and nature,
so something along those lines
would be perfect. she's obsessed
with daisies (fitting, right? lol).
we need it by the end of the month,
but no pressure—whatever you can manage would be amazing! thank you again!!

my heart melted reading her message. she was so sweet and kind, just like louis had been in his own way. i couldn't stop smiling, my cheeks actually starting to hurt from how wide my grin was.

awww!! daisies are such
a lovely theme 💐
i can already picture what i'll do,
and i'll make sure it's something extra
special for her!
no worries about the timing,
i'll have it ready well before then 😊
thank you again for trusting me
with this, i'm seriously so excited to
create something for you and your family!!! sending lots of love your way 🥰✨

after sending that, i set my phone down and just sat there for a moment, trying to process everything. i had gone from just another ordinary artist to working on a commission for the tomlinsons. and not just any tomlinsons—louis's family.

"okay, imogen," i said to myself, trying to shake the feeling of disbelief. "you've got this. it's just a normal commission. a normal family... who happen to be, you know, mega-famous."

i felt a rush of excitement and pride. i couldn't wait to start working on the piece for daisy. creating art always brought me so much joy, and knowing it was for someone's birthday made it even more special.

but underneath the excitement was that lingering thought—the guy i'd shared a cigarette with, the one i had laughed with, and who had made snarky remarks at me, was one of the most famous people in the world. i couldn't wrap my head around it.

"this is insane," i whispered, biting my lip. "i wonder if he remembers me."

but i quickly shook the thought away. of course he doesn't, i told myself. he's louis tomlinson. he meets thousands of people.

still, i couldn't help the small flutter in my stomach. i had met him once, shared a cigarette with him, and now i was about to create something for his family. life had a funny way of throwing the most unexpected things your way, and i was just grateful for all of it.

i took a deep breath and smiled, the warmth of gratitude filling my chest.

"this is just the beginning," i said to myself, already imagining the piece i would create for daisy. "i'm going to make something beautiful."

and with that, i picked up my sketchbook, opened to a blank page, and started sketching the first petals of a daisy. as i drew, all i could think about was how amazing life could be when you focused on the small, beautiful moments.