Everything Has Changed (Larry Stylinson)

Prologue

Harry and I were waiting outside of Modest's office. We were quite nervous. Harry grabbed my hand for reassurance and I looked into his beautiful green eyes and knew that everything was right in the world. As we are called up, we released hands and got into the elevator. When we got to the office, on the seventh floor, we both knocked. We were ushered in and we sat across the table from the management team.

"May I ask why we are meeting here on this fine evening?" Richard asked.

"We needed to tell you," I started, "we needed to tell you that we are gay."

"And in a relationship," Harry added, gripping my hand underneath the table in fear.

"Well, we can't have that now can we boys?" Richard said, implying that we can't have that.

"Why not?" Harry said banging his fist on the table. I put my hand on his leg to calm him down.

"Because, you signed a contract boys," another man said. I start to cry a bit, trying to stop, but the tears keep flowing.

"Maybe it's best if you sit out in the hallway, Lou," Harry said. I nodded and got up and went out into the hallway. I slid down the wall, onto the ground. I tucked my knees to my chest and bawled. How could they do this? How could they take my happiness away from me? I could here murmurs coming from the room. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but I could here some voices being raised and what sounded like some chairs being thrown. Harry came out into the hallway about ten minutes later. I was still crying when I heard his footsteps. I looked up at him and he had a couple tears in his eyes. I leaned my head to the left and looked into the room. I saw chairs that were flung around the room and paper scattered everywhere.

"Louis, there was nothing I could do," Harry said, "they just wouldn't listen to me." I started crying more, hugging my knees to my chest.

"Why couldn't we just be normal people?" I said in breathes as I rocked back in forth, crying into my knees. He bent down and put his hand on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Lou, I'm sorry it has to be this way," he said trying to reassure me.

"I can't live like this, Harry. I just can't," I said sobbing even more. I looked up at him, his eyes were filling with tears.

"What did they say, exactly?" I asked looking down at my knees.

"We can't be together anymore and we can't stand or sit by each other during interviews, we can't have our little jokes anymore or do anything that would make anyone believe that we love each other or just that we have the slightest bit of interest in each other that way at all," Harry said, crying even more now. I took a deep breath and kept crying.

"Lou, please stop crying, it-it just it will be ok," he said.

I looked up at him and said, "No, it won't be fine, Harry. As long as we are signed with them, nothing will be fine, ever." I take really shaky breaths and start playing with my thumbs, still sitting on the ground.

"I know, but we have no choice," he says reaching out a hand to me. I took it and got up, my knees very weak. We headed back to the car, silently and we arrived at our flat about twenty minutes after we left. Twenty minutes of dead silence. I opened the car door and quickly walked to the front door and opened it, leaving it opened until Harry walked in. I ran up the steps and into my room. It was about ten o'clock when I looked at my phone. I locked my bedroom door and curled up into my bed. I cried and cried until I fell asleep. I could here Harry's footsteps constantly, he was pacing back and forth, like he did when he couldn't fall asleep. That's the last thing I remembered before I closed my eyes that night, that painful night.