Louis' POV
The next day I was scheduled to go to an event with Eleanor. A charity event in which we would be singing.
"So, am I hoping to be getting any time alone with you tonight?" Harry asked flirtatiously.
"Babe," I said, grabbing Harry's hand and gesturing for him to sit down with me, "I know that this is hard. Trust me, I don't like it either. But it's what management believes is best for the band. Eleanor and I set up a boundary."
"It's just," he started with a sigh, "I hate hiding. I hate it with my whole being . . .i don't care what people think."
"I know you do. But it's not just about us anymore. It's about the whole band." I said. Management was in control of my life. I didn't think it would be this hard to be famous. I mean, I expected judgements, but not having everything in my life be controlled. I barely see my family twice a year and even when I do it's only for a weekend. I miserable and it's getting to be hard to hide. The fans are beginning to notice.
We just sat there holding each other. We both were probably crying. I know I was.
I looked at the clock and saw it was 10 am. That car would be here to pick me up at 11.
I kissed Harry's cheek, "we have to get ready, the van will be here in an hour to pick us up."
"Can't we just stay home and cuddle?" He looked at me with his big green eyes. Mesmerizing.
"I wish. But this is for charity. And . . . Well, it's a publicity even for 'Elounor'." I I'd looking down at my hands. I could tell Harry w getting mad.
"Elounor?! They already have a silly pet name for your 'couple'?" He was furious.
"Harry calm down. We talked about this. I-" he headed towards the door, pushing my shoulder as he went.
"Fuck this event. Have fun with your girlfriend!" He said, grabbing his coat and slamming the door behind him.
I froze, staring at the door in shock. I collapsed to the ground and started crying.
I just lay there crying for I guess an hour because I suddenly heard a knock at the door.
"Louis lets go! We're going to be late!" Zayn shouted from the front door.
I didn't move.
He kept knocking, "Louis! Lets go!" He shouted louder this time.
I still didn't move,
"Louis?" He said, sounding concerned now.
A few moments later I heard the lock turn on the back door. I forgot that we gave them a key. Zayn and Niall appeared in the doorway.
"Louis?! Lets go! You better not be sleeping!" Niall shouted. I guess the couch was blocking me from their vision.
They started walking towards the stairs and saw me lying on the floor, silent and motionless.
"Louis!" Zayn yelled as he ran over to me. "Louis what the hell do you- are you . . . are you crying? Lou!"
I groaned, "I'm not going. Not without Harry. I can't do this anymore."
"Louis what happened? Where is Harry?" Niall said, kneeling down behind Zayn now.
I tried to talk but I couldn't fight the tears.
