Harry’s POV
“Harry, are you listening to me?” I head Sam say.
“Sorry, what?” I asked.
He sighed. These men at management were always down our throats, especially when we didn’t pay attention. “Remember how back in March, we had you and Taylor Swift ‘hang out’?” He asked.
I groaned, and rolled my eyes. “Yeah.”
“Good. When you boys go back to New York, you’re going to make sure you’re seen with her again. A lot. We want everyone to assume you’re a couple. Hell, pretend you are a couple, just make it convincing.” He said.
I looked at him in shock. Management had too much control in our lives anyway, but now they were controlling our love lives? “You want me to pretend I’m dating her?” I asked.
He nodded. “People are looking way to far into this thing with you and Louis,” I cringed when he mentioned it. “And it’s no secret to us that you obviously like him. But nobody can know.” I looked at him with my mouth hanging open. “Harry, you WILL do this.” He said firmly.
I rolled my eyes, and stormed out of the office. This was so fucked up. Now I had to be in a pretend relationship with Taylor Swift. I couldn’t stand hanging out with her back in March when I had to. So many fans would be upset, and I wouldn’t be happy with this. My hands clenched the steering wheel hard the whole drive home. I really didn’t want to do this.
I stormed up to my apartment, and finished packing for our trip to New York. The boys and I were really excited to get back on stage and do a few concerts, and we couldn’t believe we were actually performing at Madison Square Garden. Half an hour ago, I was really excited for this trip and now, I was practically dreading it.
Louis’ POV
“So I’ll see you really soon, okay?” Eleanor asked.
“Yeah, it’s not that long at all,” I reassured her. She was flying to New York with Danielle in just a few days, so it wasn’t a big deal.
“Have a safe flight,” she said, kissing my cheek.
I smiled and kissed her forehead. “Yeah, same to you!”
“I love you!” She called as I walked out the door.
“You too!” I called back, the door shutting behind me. I felt really bad. I hadn’t actually said ‘I love you’ to her in months. I just couldn’t bring myself to do it anymore. If I did, I felt like I was betraying Harry, in a way. Eleanor may not be the nicest person anymore, but she still didn’t deserve this. I couldn’t love her like I should, and I hated my self for that. But I think she knew how I felt about Harry. I hadn’t told anybody, but I had been distancing myself from her, and I think she knew why.
I went downstairs, and got in the van that was waiting for me. As usual, I was the last to be picked up. Paul helped me load up my luggage, and I got in the car with the rest of the boys. I smiled at them all, and they all looked at me and smiled, except for Harry. He was sitting in the back, alone, and he had his hood on, and his arms folded tightly across his chest. I raised my eyebrows at Liam, who just shrugged and shook his head.
I sat down, and read a text from Zayn.
He’s been like that since he got in the car. He won’t talk to anybody.
