Chapter 8

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MUSIC FOR THIS CHAPTER 'BRING IT BACK' BY SHAWN MENDES, sorry i just love him.

Harry finally left, around lunch as I insisted he go back to his house and freshen up before he needed to go to an important meeting with management. He told me he would stay but i said that i thought it was best if he had a shower before the meeting. However he didn't tell me what the meeting was about, probably some famous people thing that i wouldn't know about. He agreed to leave under the condition that i called him if i needed anything, even if i just needed a hug, i nodded and he walked out the door. 

I was sitting on the floor just sitting, doing nothing in particular, just thinking about everything. I had my journal sat in front of me, and i had been writing in things as they came to mind.This journal was a place where i kept a running list of all the things i want to complete, achieve or do etc. before i die. Yes, it was cheesy and stupid but it allowed me to feel determined to complete it all. I decided to read back through it my original ones, crossing out any that i may have done, even though i hadn't done anything amazing over the last month or so. As i flicked through the pages, one about the 4th page i came across a mark on the corner of the right page, it was a fingerprint. I pressed my finger upon the marking and noticed that it was much bigger then my finger print, there was no way that it was made by me and the fact that i hadn't noticed it before gave me the chills, someone had touched my book, and had gotten to page 4, in other words they had read up to page four, or even further. My mind quickly raced to conclusions that there was a serial killer in the room with me but then i calmed myself and realised who it was...Harry. Its kind of embarrassing to have someone of his status reading my cheesy little book, i was mortified but i trusted him so much that i ignored it, at most who would probably know a bit more about me and my personality. In my head i knew the dangers of trusting someone i had only just met but my heart told me otherwise. 

Harry's P.O.V.

I didn't want to leave Stella alone in the state she was in. I felt so bad for her but i knew that she would get through it, she was so brave and  i kinda had to get to this meeting, but that is something i would sacrifice for her, she deserved an amazing boyfriend, who always put her first and treated her like a princess, one day i hoped that would be me. The meeting i was headed to even i was unsure about, i probably have told Stella what it was if i was aware but i assumed it was just about the stuff that i missed yesterday. 

I rocked up a couple minutes late to the huge building because of traffic but i wasn't that late so i didn't rush to get into the office of our management team. As i walked through the doors i told the receptionist that i was here and she simple rolled her eyes and pointed towards the lift, just a bit rude. I had been here many times before so i knew the floor and which room it was in. I pressed the button for floor 26 and the lift gradually moved up the floors, i tapped along to a fleetwood mac song i had stuck in my head from last night when the doors opened. I strolled past three doors and the fourth one was the one i was supposed to be in. As i creaked the door open i was faced with 4 sad looking bandmates and 5 furious looking executives staring at me like they were about to chuck a knife at me. I cleared my throat and slowly walked in, "Ummm Hello" i said weakly taking a seat at the head of the table. They stared at me as i sat and their eyes followed my every move, Louis gave me a brief pat on the back as my bandmates turned and looked at the 3 men and 2 women staring at me. "Okay," one said as the others took their seats. He remained standing for a second and then paced around the room, 

"Mr. Styles, we need to talk to you about something okay and your are nto going to challenge us as our decisions are final, deal?" He said, walked up to where i was sitting and looking down upon me, i didn't move me eyes, i just kept them blankly at the wall. 

"What's going on, i'm sorry i couldn't come yesterday but i didn't realize it was so serious, i was in a freaking car crash for christ's sake, me not coming is not something you need to get angry about," I stated,

"It's not about that Mr. Styles," He stopped for a few seconds and stood facing the window, staring at at the stormy day. 

"Then what's it about!," I said angrily, standing up and pressing my hands on the desk, "Harry" Louis murmured, grabbing me and pulling me down, again patting me on the back. 

"Stella Parson, is that her name?" He questioned, how did he even know about her, 

"Yes, why d'you even know about her, i only met her yesterday," I said confused again,

"She is a big threat to your success Mr. Styles" He said, turning to me, 

"WHAT! She is just a girl, and extremely beautiful and kind- hearted girl who would never hurt a soul, how is she a threat, we only met yesterday in the crash," I replied, catching my breath, 

"You cannot see her again, ever, we cannot have you seen as a 'player' again, the media will freak out if you have another short-lasted relationship, you are the profitability of this band, your looks and the fact that you are completely single." At that last comment the boys all grew frustrated. Me too, at the fact he didn't think that our talent  or the other boys were included. "I think this is ridiculous, Harry, your not even seeing her right?" Niall questioned, if only he new the truth. "Well, i i i, umm,"I stuttered, 

"Are you?" added Louis, softly and with a shocked look on his face, "Harry, you know you can't be in any relationship," 

"WHY NOT!," I got up again, "Liam is with Sophia, Zayn had Perrie, Niall had his freaking hat and Louis ... well Louis...had.." I stopped there seeing Louis' face crumble at the mention of his ruined relationship, all because of this band. "My point is," i calmed down, "They are all allowed to fall in love and i'm not, i'm only human, why can't i be in a relationship, Im not even in a relationship" I sighed, "yet" i mumbled, no one hearing me. "Harry you know the consequences, how many times have we had this conversation, you know the truth is that if you want this band to succeed you are going to have to stay single," Management continued, "WHAT so i'm just going to live a life all by myself, how long does it have to be that way," I raged, "For as long this band is to continue and for as long as society knows you exist," A short man replied, "It's final, no relationships for you," 




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