The Contract

30

Saying I had a few calm days compared to the drama in my life the past few months wasn't far from the truth. Sure Tina wasn't talking to me. Louis was being oddly distant after our conversation and Harry was being overly friendly towards me but that was just a normal day in my life, right?

"So, Gee, how are you and Harry?" Lou asked on Thursday morning. I had been dreading Thursday because it meant the meet and greet the boys were doing but it also meant my public date with Harry and Louis had made it quite clear he thought I had done it on purpose but I swear I hadn't.

He waved the magazine covers in my face, mocking the covers that taunted me and my tumultuous relationship with Harry. "Trouble in paradise?" "Looks like Gee was just another one of Harry's winter girlfriends" "insider dishes on the ins and outs of Harry's relationship with best friend and stylist Georgia Gibson". Thanks, insider. As if my life wasn't hard enough as it was. As if this couldn't have come at a worse time. I had managed to calm him down but he made it quite obvious he was angry and upset but more upset than he was angry.

Harry had been quite gleeful when he mentioned he had an intimate evening planned for us while I had been dressing him for the show last night and he said it loud enough for Louis to hear which led to another disagreement between the both of us, leaving me in near years until Louis finally seemed to get that I didn't have anything to do with the tabloids or with the date with Harry.

"Georgia!" Lou called my name and clapped her hands in my face. "Back to reality!"

I blinked. "Sorry, zoned out. Weird. They're weird. He's doing this kind of stuff to make me mad and to hurt Louis. I know he is."

Lou moved the curling wand a little too close to my ear. "Of course he is, love. He loves you and he is not going to give up on you too easily. If I know that boy as well as I think I do, he's got something up his sleeve."

"Ouch! Lou. Watch my ear, please!" I moved away from the curling wand, pulling on my hair in the process. "Don't say that kind of stuff. You're going to make me sick with worry wondering what he's planning."

The silvery blonde laughed. "Even if I did know, I couldn't help ya, doll. Soz, you know my loyalty is with Harry despite us being such fast friends."

"Thanks, Lou," I grumbled. "Why bring it up then?"

She sighed and twirled another long piece of my hair around the curling iron. The boys were in a press conference all morning and we were bored and decided to mess around with hair and make-up.

"Just thought I would give you a little heads up is all."

"Thanks." I pursed my lips and focused my attention on watching her finish my hair. We didn't speak anymore of Harry and his supposed scheme nor did we talk about the boys at all. Lou told me funny stories about Lux and how she found herself missing England more than she ever thought she would whilst on tour but the places she got to go and things she got to do made it all worth it in the end.

We decided to head to lunch since the boys wouldn't be back for a while and it would be nice to spend some time with someone who wasn't totally judgemental.

"Should we invite your sister?" She asked.

I shook my head no. "I think she's busy," I lied.

Lou shrugged and we had one of the drivers take us to a spot Lou had found on trip advisor. We went inside and she went ahead and ordered for us as well as a few shots of something she promised was a local delicacy. A few shots of whatever the sickly sweet liquid was and a very light lunch I felt a little more than buzzed and was glad to be heading back to the hotel so I could nap. I said goodbye to Lou before stumbling my way back towards my room. She seemed fine. How did I get so drunk?