Marigold and Daisies (H.S.)

Sixteen

Harry's POV

Sometimes it's okay to keep things to yourself. You think a meal that a friend cooked for you is absolutely disgusting? Maybe keep that to yourself. There's been countless times that I've had to force out a laugh to interviewers that attempted to crack jokes that really aren't funny, but I'm gonna laugh anyway to keep the peace.

Sometimes things are better left unsaid.

Jeff was spot on when he said Cara fucked up. In fact, she fucked up so bad that the entirety of both our management teams were in this conference room.

I paced the length of the table repeatedly, not able to sit still in a seat. Jeff was arguing with Todd, Cara's manager, I couldn't even concentrate on the words they were saying. All I can think is 'how the fuck are we going to fix this?'

My eye caught Marigold, who was sitting on a chair against the wall. Jeff said it was okay for her to join in on the meeting, and encouraged it actually. She looked anxious, almost as anxious as me. Her leg bounced up and down repeatedly, her finger twirling the ends of her hair over and over again but her eyes stayed glued to the floor. I could only imagine what was going on in her head right now.

I sighed, stopping my pacing at the end of the long table.

"How could you not tell us that you have a boyfriend?" I folded my arms over my chest, staring at Cara. She bit her lip nervously, understanding how bad the situation was.

"I didn't think it was important!"

"Well it's pretty damn important now, isn't it?" I glared at her.

Sure, it's not a big deal that she had her own boyfriend and love life. I have Marigold. But Cara didn't disclose this relationship to either one of our management teams. She'd been with him before we signed the contract, so the fact she didn't tell us really fucked us over.

"We're careful! We don't go out in public, it's all under lock and key. It's like how you and Marigold-"

"No. Harry disclosed his relations with Marigold. It's literally in the contract." Jeff cut in. "Regardless of any of that. You're pregnant, Cara. And you're just now telling us after you've known for 3 weeks??" Jeff was annoyed, angry even. I can't say I blame him though.

Cara, my fake girlfriend, is 7 weeks pregnant.

"I wanted to tell you sooner, I promise. It's just-" Todd stopped Cara from speaking any further. Cara is new to all of this, she's just starting as a model so one could argue that she doesn't really know how these things go. But common sense would tell you to tell your management teams about something as important as a pregnancy when you're in a PR stunt.

Clearly, she lacks some common sense.

"You've breached the contract, Cara." Jeff's hand slammed down on the wooden table, silence taking over the room. "You didn't disclose your relationship and you hid your pregnancy from us, which by the way- was one of the rules in the contract. Do not get pregnant during the 6 months!"

"To be fair, she was already pregnant before the contract even started." Todd spoke up, trying to defend Cara, but he knew how bad this is. Her image was on the line more so than mine at this point.

"She found out 3 weeks ago and is just now bringing it to our attention." Jeff rolled his eyes. "Not even to mention, she probably wouldn't even have told us if the news didn't get leaked."

Apparently, when Cara and Jack found out she was pregnant they told their parents, naturally. Considering our contract, they claim to have told them to keep it under wraps, nobody can know she's pregnant. Obviously, they lack some common sense too because a news company got a hold of the information. They claim that their parents didn't tell a soul, but obviously someone is lying.