Louis's POV:
We sat around the big table at Modest! Management. The men greeted us briefly and carelessly as if we were puppets, which we are to them. "First up on order" Said the big man in a suit, "Breaking up with Danielle didn't work. You two need to get back together, the fans are not happy." he pointed at liam. Liam beamed at us and we smiled back, knowing how hard it was to break up, even if it was for publicity. Liam had cried for days. Your date is going to be on the first day we get to new York. That will also be your only day off. Good luck."
Liam's POV: Danielle and I back together? I was screaming with joy inside. We had only broken up for publicity, but it was absolutely awful. **FLASH BACK TO THE DAY THEY BROKE UP** "Hello Liam." The men at modest! Management always looked like their hobbies were torturing puppies or something. Everybody loves puppies. "We have to do something to excite the fans. Something new. Something unexpected." I was skeptical of this, with the looks on their faces, I knew something bad was coming for me. "We need you and Danielle to break up." What. We couldn't break up. We were in love. They couldn't do that. I clenched my fists. "excuse me?" I asked, not wanting to except the truth. "You. And. Danielle. Breaking uuppp. Do you understand?" I bit the inside of my mouth to keep me from getting in trouble. These people. No, not people. Monsters. Things. Ugh. "I do understand, I was saying excuse me in suprise." I couldn't help but say something. They were idiots anyway, they wouldn't understand sarcasm. I got out of the meeting and drove home. I texted Danielle.
"Satans best friends r making us break up."
Dani my love: "what? How could they do that? We're still in love right? :)
"Yes, I always love you. Goodnight sweet heart. <3"
And I cryed myself to sleep.
**BACK TO NOW**
Louis's POV:
"Next. Elounor is not convincing. We need to take higher measures." Harry and I lost our smiles. We all sat in silence. Then Harry asked, his voice full of fear, "What kind of measures?" Management looked at him, about to say the words I promised they would never ever say to him. "You're going to need a girlfriend." I gasped. "Wha-what?!?!" Rage filled me though I knew this would happen someday. "You can't do that!" I screamed. "Mr. Tomlinson, we can do what we want. And this is Mr. Styles's problem. Could I ask for all of you but him to exit?" Liam, Niall, Zayn, and I exited the room. Niall looked up at me sadly. "It's okay Louis, it's not a real girlfriend. He'll just be getting a girl he has to walk around with. A publicity stunt." I gulped. I couldn't handle this. The tears began to stream down my face. "What if he falls in love with her instead of me?" I couldn't bear to loose him. "He won't." said Liam. "He loves you, remember?" I can hope.
HARRY'S POV:
Higher measures? What? "What kind of measures?" I asked. "You're going to need a girlfriend." Louis gasped. "Wha- what?!?!" He screamed. "You can't do that!" My boyfriend, always there to protect me. But a smile wouldn't slip. "Mr. Tomlinson, we can do whatever we want." Mr. Tomlinson. If all goes well, he'll be Mr. Styles. "And this is Mr. Styles problem." it's Louis's problem? I crack myself up. But this is serious. "Could I ask all of you to leave the room, except him?" The rest of the boys left the room. I gulped. "Yes?" I asked. "Where's my new girlfriend from?" "America." They answered without expression. "What's her name?" I asked. "Taylor Swift." they anwsered.
