The return of the good times and the bad // l.s.//short story

Chapter 5

Louis

It’s been 10 months since I’ve seen or heard from Harry. I haven’t tried contacting him and he hasn’t tried contacting me. 

Life’s gone on. It’s been worse though, because this time, I’ve kept up with Harry’s life. 

He seems happy to the public, but I can tell it’s just another front. 

He’s released 3 more songs and his album is coming out in a month. The music videos were the crazy part to me. 

His song ‘Falling’ could have been about me, but the music video broke my heart. I didn’t want him to feel that way. I didn’t want him to be hurting. 

On another note, I like to think that I’m doing better. 

I left Syco and Modest! and have decided to start my own management company. I want people to get the chance that I never had. 

Zayn and Liam have been helping me throughout everything. They’re my closest friends. 

I’m on my way to an interview right now, to talk about the new management company. 

“Louis we’re here,” The driver said, interrupting my thoughts. 

I mumbled thanks and got out of the car. My team was already there, so when I walked in we got right to it. 

I sat down on the couch in front of the interviewer, I think his name was James. 

‘James’ started by asking me the boring questions like, “What are your plans for tour” and “Any new songs coming up”. 

It wasn’t until about 15 minutes into the interview when he asked me the more personal questions. 

“So you’re dating model, Eleanor Calder, is that correct?” James asked. 

“Erm, yes that is correct.”

“I wanted to ask you something. Some fans on Twitter were speculating that you were in Harry Styles new music video, Lights up” 

My mouth dropped open and my eyes widened because, what? That would make no sense. I watched the music video, I wasn’t in it. 

“Why do people think that?” I tried sounding calm.

He grabbed a tablet and turned it around to show me a tweet from one of our fans. 

It read: 

Larry Is Real @tpwk28emma
Anyone else notice the guy at the end of the Lights up mv who looked exactly like Louis. 

Attached was a blurry screenshot of a man dressed in baggy clothes and a hat on, standing by a police car. 

“I don’t know who that is, but it’s not me. Sorry to disappoint.” I said leaning back in the chair. 

“I did want to ask you if you could confirm or deny the ‘Larry conspiracy’ and put the rumor to rest once and for all.”

This is my chance. This is my chance to put it all to rest. 

But why should I lie? There was nothing holding me back anymore. I didn’t have Simon or anyone else from Modest! to hold me back anymore. Everyone with me here today, worked for me. 

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*Flashback*

“Louis, why won’t he let us come out? Everyone knows how close we are. They want us to be open and happy.” 

“I don’t know Hazza. I don’t know.” I said stroking his hair. He had his head in my lap as we laid down on the bed. Our bed. 

He had just finished crying. He did that every day now. I was always there to console him. Even if it meant holding back my own emotions. I would do anything for him.