Summary- Harry Styles isn't thrilled about the idea of letting women compete for his love and Louis Tomlinson's not quite sure how he wound up hosting a trashy reality show. And when the producers tell harry he can have his pick of anybody there, the host of the show probably wasn't who they had in mind.
Chapter 1
Harry Styles found himself in the office of Audrey Duncan, head of his management team and he knew he was in for a proper scolding. The previous night, Harry had gone to a club with a few friends, and may have had a few to many drinks. He might have met a beautiful boy on the dance floor. He might have laughed and danced with that boy for most of the night. He might have ended up snogging that boy silly in the alleyway behind the club, pressing his body hungrily against the other's until he was drunk and delirious off the feel and need of it. He had to leave before he did something that would get him into even more trouble.
"I'm sorry, I can't. I really have to go. I'm sorry." frustrated and bitter, Harry caught a cab home and passed out on his enormous bed. All in all this hasn't been too bad of a night. He had many nights like this while the lonely endings always seemed to make them a little less sweet. He loved nights like that. He loved how amazing a boy could look under the dim club lights. Harry liked girls (not as much as the tabloids seemed to think) but they just couldn't kiss home like a guy could. With the faintest hint of stubble teasing at his chin. No, girls were fine, but sometimes a boy was just what he had a taste for.
Harry tried not to dwell on labeling himself. He wouldn't be able to come out anyway's so what was the point in trying. But harry didn't really even know what he was. All he knew was that he liked who he liked and most the time it happened to be guys.
Harry look nervously at the clock for the 11 time in the last minute suddenly feeling uncomfortable remembering all the trouble he could be in.
Harry heard the door swing open with a powerful voice shouting his name " Harry Styles" Audrey yelled looking very irretated.
"Morning Miss Audrey" Harry said with a huge grin, hoping he could buy his way out of a scolding with cheekiness and a dimple or two. Audrey then harshly slammed a magazine down on the desk infront of Harry. As he saw the picture on the front his breath caught in his throat.
"Care to explain?"Audrey asked eyeing the picture of Harry snogging the random guy from the club.The words above the picture read in big bold letters "Pop star Harry Styles caught with mystery guy outside a London nightclub. The picture was upclose and in high quality.
"That could be anyone though" harry swallowed hopefully as mode of his face was covered by his hair and the other man's face."lots of guys have curly hair"
"Look at your wrist" Aubrey said blankly but her eyes showing anger.
Harry's eyes flickered down to his wrist in the picture. Just peeking put from beneath Harry's sleave were 11 tiny black letters were visable. I CAN'T CHANGE. He groaned his stupid tatoo. His management already hated it already because the not do suubtle ratio basically told the world about his sexuality.
"Now we have set up a contract with a tv show to prove your not gay and that you love girls. Its start to film inbtwo days"
"Filming for what?"
"Oh did I forget to tell you it's the bachelor. You will go tomorrow to met all the production people and Louis Tomlinson will be showing you around. Now leave me be Harry go home. Get some sleep before tomorrow."
Harry nodded and got in his car to go home. All he could think about was seeing Louis tomorrow. Harry had first met Louis in the x factor toilets. They had instantly made a connection. But once Louis got eliminated he and Harry never talked. Harry had missed him dearly after he left the x facter house. Harry took a shower and layed down "tomorrow will be amazing" he said then fell asleep think of Louis a boy he hadn't seen in years.
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FanfictionHarry Styles isn't thrilled about the idea or letting women compete for his love and Louis Tomlinson's not quite sure how he wound up hosting a trashy reality show. When the producers tell Harry he can have anybody there, the host of the show probab...