"Did you know?" Said his grandfather when he barged into the music room without knocking. He had a magazine in his hand where they could see him and Taylor hugging.
"Yes, I know grandpa but that's not an excuse to not be civil, we have a guest here." He said with a frown.
"A guest? She's here more often than I am and this is my home!' He said with huff.
"That's not something on her but something on you." Nathaniel answers, circling a couple of notes on the partition he was looking at.
"I'm working, I have responsibilities but that's not the subject of this conversation. I have a question to ask and I will be blunt about it. Are you two dating?"
"No! We are just friends!" Said Taylor while blushing.
"You know that I could beat you up and none of the security guard that you employed will stop me, right?" Nathaniel said, narrowing his eyes.
That made Robert pause and his always present expression start to morph to concern. If what Amal and Jean said, even the both of them combined could not stop him so the other security personnel around the house were not even worth mentioning. That reminded him of a conversation he needed to have with his grandson later, with no outsider present.
"Sorry about that, hello Taylor." Said Robert with a nod.
"None taken, mister Lyndon." She answers while nodding.
"I noticed that none of the articles got your name and that's odd. The photo and video were clearly taken in the party so they should have your name. I started to make phone calls to the people present to see which one leaked the photo, I think it was from the youngling that was present." Robert mused.
"Do you want to make a public announcement on social media Taylor?"
"No mister Lyndon, that always makes the matter worse. I got invited to various talk shows to talk about it and my tour starts next month so it would be best to do it then."
"Suit yourself, Nathaniel we could release a press release to state the truth if you want and tell the world who you are."
"Not yet grandpa, let them speculate on the comet, that would create hype for the song. Leave also the song on Youtube, I found some people who made helpful comments and that gave me ideas. It's a win-win situation."
"I agree, my label was glad once they listened to the collaboration so we're good on my side too. Honestly, they were squeamish about it but seeing the success of the first version, they are now completely on board."
"Nice. When will the song be ready?" Ask Robert in a professional way.
"End of next week I believe."
"Keep me posted. I'm leaving now, we will talk later, Nathaniel." He said before leaving.
"Well, this is always interesting to watch you interacting with your grandfather. In the industry he's a legend that people revere and respect. Where you treat him like a simple man and doting grandfather. Do you see how much that irks him that he can't control you? This is so funny." She said with a giggle.
"Yes, I do it for my own good, trust me." He responded, laughing. "Now I need to create a twitter account and Youtube account."
He then started to create his account. Thankfully, his name was not taken so he could have the same to twitter and Youtube with 'Nathaniel Lyndon'. He was asking the advice of Taylor for his profile picture and what to put when his moms enter the room. They explained to them what was going on with the news article. In the end, that was a blessing in disguise for his music and the media coverage around it even if he thought he didn't need it.
When he started talking about his issues with his profile on social media, Mary, Karine and Taylor looked at each other and started smiling. Seeing that creepy smile on the face of everyone around him, a shiver run through his spine starting to feel a bad omen.
"We are going to take a lot of pictures of you!" Squeal Karine.
His intuition was right, it was a really bad omen.
It was more than three hours later that Nathaniel walked back to his room, finally done and alone. In that time, his moms and to a lesser degree, Taylor, had all but played dressed up on him. They had also taken a lot of pictures, a huge amount if not an uncomfortable amount of pictures of him. Looking at the mess in his bedroom, Nathaniel sighed before starting to pick the clothes that were scattered everywhere and that he was asked to put on at some point. He took him a good twenty minutes to fold everything and put it back into the place they belong.
Once it was done, he sat on the desk that his grandmother had set up for him to work on his study and opened his laptop. First, he opened a window to look at the news and could see nothing of a note. With a smile, he knew that it wasn't going to stay that way for long. Opening a program on his computer, Nathaniel made sure that every mail was ready to be sent and the time was right. After that, he programmed a destruction program on each email address, scheduled to delete themselves five seconds after the mail was sent.
He was finally ready.