Bullshit. (Larry Fan Fiction)-[COMPLETED]

Chapter 7

AN- So I feel like this chapter is really short... sorry! But the thing for Zayn and Niall's girlfriends is still pending! Comment with your name and a short description of yourself and ill write them all down and put them in a put and pick one! DONT FORGET! COMMENT , VOTE AND FAN! 

<3 -Bianca

(And by the way I know that the dates and everything does not correspond with real life, its just a fan fiction that i drew inspiration for from real life! )

Chapter 7: 

HAYLOR! The newest star couple!

Taylor Swift and Harry Styles: In love?! 

Taylor Swift finds next song inspiration? 

Womanizer Harry Styles settles in a relationship?! 

The headlines splatter across everything imaginable the next day, tormenting my mind, and slowly shattering my heart. 

How am I perceived as a womanizer? I’ve been with Louis for nearly two years now! The fans caught wind of “Haylor” and all of a sudden a war seemed to break out. Nearly every directioner I see hates my relationship, and yet it’s supposed to be for good publicity. 

Management doesn’t seem to care at all, and neither does Taylor. I’m just a piece of the puzzle that they placed in the wrong spot.

 Temporarily.

 I don’t plan on cooperating for too long. I’m proposing a deal with management, the deal being that I only have to 'date' Taylor for a week more, and once Louis wakes up we can come out, in exchange for me cooperating until he does wake.

 Until they agree, I will not tweet, I will not be seen happy in public with Taylor, I will not speak in any interviews, and I will certainly not be leaving this hospital room.

 It has only been about a day since I proposed this deal to them, but so far I’ve received no answer from them. Needless to say, I haven’t left Louis’ side since we got here, and I don’t plan on moving for a long time.

 I grasp Louis’ hand in mine, his cold and my hot and sweaty, and for a minute I think I feel him wiggle his fingers into my own… 

Slowly I drift into subconsciousness, awaiting the nightmare that is sure to be tomorrow. I don't know how much more I can take without my boo bear...

*the following evening*

I still haven't moved from my place at Louis' side. I only ever leave to use the bathroom or get food from the cafeteria. I shower in the currently unused bathroom in the hospital room. The nurses aren't supposed to allow me to do this, but they act as if they don't know I do, even though they always leave extra towels in the bathroom for me. When I return from my short shower, I notice that our manager Richard has returned. 

He gives a stern face before beginning, "Harry, we have considered your proposal, and we shall accept under 2 conditions. The first being you must stay with Taylor until February 12th. It's only about a week from now. And the second being you and Louis have to wait until our say to come out."

"What do you mean 'your say'? That's not the deal here." I say, impatiently. 

"We think that it is in your best interest that we decide an appropriate date and time for you to come out." He states.

"How about this? I'll be with Taylor until the 12th, but you have 2 weeks from the day that Louis wakes up to let us come out. If you don't, we'll do it ourselves in any manor possible." I argue, "2 weeks from the moment Louis opens his eyes to set an interview of sorts up with someone and let us come out."

"This is not your place to say-"

I cut him off immediately, "NOT MY PLACE TO SAY? IF I STOOD HERE TELLING YOU THAT YOU AND WHOEVER YOU LOVE CAN NOT BE TOGETHER, HOW WOULD YOU FEEL?" I scream, "I'M DONE PLAYING PUPPET FOR YOU." 

"In your contract it says you have to obey our calls for publicity." Richard says, obviously searching for something to argue with. 

"Yes. It does, But it does not say that you have the power to run our lives and control our relationship. It's not yours to control. And I can assure you that One Direction can get signed with any other management company out there, so if you continue this, we're not re-signing. And don't think about pulling what you did with Eleanor either, because we have a copy of the signed and dated contract."

"If we agree, will you cooperate?" His face still shows no emotions, but I obviously proved my point by threatening not to re-sign.

"Yes. As long as conditions do not change." 

"Deal."

We shake hands and I make sure to stare daggers through this mans eyes as he walks out of the hospital room. 

My heart begins to relax, I slip out of my state of anger, and turn back to Louis. 

"C'mon now Boo. 2 Weeks from the second you wake up." I run my fingers through his hair. "You and me together, finally, without having to hide."