All I've Ever Known

24 - Louis

Louis didn't know what to do, he checked the time on his phone again; 4am. Once Oli had called him tonight, well yesterday technically, telling him about the issues he was having with BMG wanting to cancel their contract with him, he couldn't sleep. He was in two minds about his contract before this, but he would be lying if he said the fact that he and Harry spoke every day and he hadn't said anything, well to be fair it was pissing him off.

Louis had been signed with BMG for the past two years, they had been pretty great all things considered. They helped him get out of his past contract with Syco without having to pay much to depart from them, the only thing that was still withstanding, was his gag order. Simon Cowell made sure that was part of the deal and why it was easy for him to sign with BMG so he could release his second album. Louis remembers reluctantly agreeing to the gag order all the way back in 2012, but that was mostly so that Harry didn't have to. He did the right thing back then to insure the bands success, he was the oldest and therefore the responsibility should have been his to take care of the band.

Louis didn't know though that they would keep renewing the order when it ran out and basically told him if he didn't that Simon would have him black listed, and well, there went his music career. BMG was supposed to be different though, they had so many meetings in the early days planning for him to come out eventually and the gag order to be allowed to expire. But Simon Cowell had his finger in every company apparently and had persuaded his manager that it would be best for all parties involved if Louis would stay closeted, then everyone would be happy apparently. Everyone except for Louis.

Louis groaned out in frustration, aggressively jolting himself out of bed and plodded down to the kitchen to retrieve his stash. He was trying to quit smoking, cigarettes and weed, but this past week it seemed to be all he did other than go to pointless meetings about his upcoming tour. If that was even happening, Oli had assured him that everything was still going to plan, his press conference and premiere of his documentary too. But Louis had serious doubts about the probability of everything given the last week and the rumours surrounding him and Harry.

Louis got comfy on his balcony and lit the joint dangling from his lips, his mind trailed to Harry. Why hadn't he said anything about his contract to him, they had been on the phone late last night until his boyfriend fell asleep on facetime. Then Louis got the call from Oli and that's when shit hit the fan in his eyes. Harry had promised him that everything was going to work itself out, but Louis knew that wasn't always the case, especially in this situation. He knew that Harry was struggling at the moment, he could tell from how tired he looked, his eyes always red-rimmed and on the brink of crying most times when they were finishing their conversation. Louis felt so helpless, he just wanted to go and comfort him, make him feel better and kiss his tears away. But that was before tonight, now he was fucking angry. He wasn't sure if Harry would intentionally do this, but surely, he would know if his manager was going to talk to Louis team about his contract. That's not something that just happens without at least one party being involved.

Louis had barely finished his joint when he began lighting up another, his stomach rumbling in hunger which he had gotten good at ignoring these past 8 days since being alone. He checked the time again to see it had just gone 4:30am, flicking the butt of his smoke into the ash tray he decided that if Harry wasn't going to talk to him about this, he was going to get the answers for himself. Sure, he was a little stoned, but this was a good idea, drive to Harry's in the middle of the night, when no one would hopefully be around.

Getting dressed quickly, he made sure to sneak around the house to not wake up Oli who had taken residence on his couch the past couple days. When he was sure he hadn't woken his best friend, he quickly let himself out of the house and into his car.