"Samantha, Louis. We need to talk."
Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.
The whole table went quiet, and Louis and I both switched glances before we followed Mark. He walked out of the cafe and through a corridor before he walked into the, uh, men's toilet?
"I'm not allowed to be in here," I commented, but walked in. I was seriously a little scared right now.
Mark totally ignored my comment, and checked the toilet booths before he turned back to Louis and I. He held up the magazine. The headline read; Louis Tomlinson and Samantha Hedge on a date?
"I'm very disappointed, Samantha," Mark said. I raised an eyebrow.
"Why?" I asked. Actually, I wasn't actually sure why he was disappointed. I'd done everything he asked me to, I'd meet fans, go on interviews, and even go on a couple of 'blind dates' with male fans! One of the was seriously awful. The boy that had taken me on a restaurant tried to make me feed him all the time, and he had his hand constantly on my bum.
"We, Tory and I, gave you one, simple rule. Don't. Date. Any. Of. The. Boys." He didn't yell, but his voice was lifted a bit.
"I don't see the problem," I said, but felt that I crossed the line a bit. Louis gave me warning looks, but I was pissed off. "If I want to date Louis, that's mine decision. You're my manager, not my father!"
Okay. Maybe I yelled a little on the end there.
Mark's dark eyes got a weird look. Was that... regret? No, maybe... confused? I had absolutely no idea. Suddenly, his eyes hardened.
"I'm your manager, and I have the responsible," he said.
"You don't even know what the fans will say!" I yelled. Calm down, Samantha. Act decent! "And the consequences are on me anyways! If fans leave because of that I've found someone to love, they can just go to hell!"
Angry tears welled up in my eyes, but I brushed them away. Without a look on anybody, I bursted out of the door.
"Samantha!" I could hear Louis' voice yell after me.
But I continued walking down a corridor that seemed long. I didn't stop walking before it ended, and all the doors were locked. I sank down on th floor, and Louis sat next to me.
He looked down at me with an easy smile on his face. "No worries, be happy, eh?"
I shook my head. "I'm too angry. And scared. The management will make us break up, or I'll even get fired."
"That won't happen," Louis said and cheered me up with a smile. I couldn't resist to smile back at him. Even thogh I was above pissed off at Mark, for not to mention I was fucking afraid that I was going o get fired.
Suddenly, I could hear 'Who Let The Dogs Out' from beside. I rose an eyebrow at Louis, who took his phone out of the pocket.
"Hello?... Oh.. Fuck... Yeah, we're coming now... It's okay... We'll reach agreement... Sure.. Love you to, Haz." Louis hung up the phone, and rose up from his sitting spot.
"The plane is flyng in, like, in TEN MINUTES!" Louis yelled. "GET ON MY BACK, PRETTY WOMAN!"
I laughed at his childish behavior and jumped on his back so he could give me a piggy-back ride to the check in for the flight. When we got to our places, I didn't even give Mark one simple look.
I couldn't wait to see Australia.
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Okay, this chapter is ABOVE crappy. It's so bad that I want to jump off a cliff or colour my hair yellow. YUP! SO BADDDD! I had a writer's block, and had no Idea what to write. Don't hate me. Don't stop reading. Don't colour your hair yellow.
Gahhhh! Have you seen the One Way Or Another video?? I lovvvvee ittt!! It's hilharryous! ;DD
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