I never thought I would fall.

Nervous Meetings.

Harry's POV

Louis and I were sat outside Modest! Managements office waiting to be called in. We were speculating what the meeting could possibly be about in which it would only involve us two. We still hadn't come to a conclusion when the receptionist in the desk sat near us told us to go through.
I knocked lightly on the old oak door before being told to enter. Louis and I slowly walked forward and sat down as instructed.
"So boys, you might be wondering why you have been called in to see us today?" One of the managers questioned.
"Well yes it had crossed my mind" Louis replies, a sharp tone in his voice.
"Well" the same man answered. "As you may be aware a lot of your fans have an idea in their heads that you two are in a 'relationship' which obviously you are not."
"No we're not in a relationship, but I still don't see what any of this has to do with you?" I snap.
"Well we are not happy with the idea of the two of you together and we are going to try to aim to get Harry's womaniser image back into the media's eyes."
"By doing what?" Louis questions.
"Well we are going to get you a beard harry."
At this point the voices just fade away as I lose concentration. This has always been a problem for me, no matter how important the conversation or interview I always somehow manage to get distracted and find something more interesting to give my attention to.
"Harry? Are you listening?"
"Erm, what? Yes. Beard?" I say making it even more obvious that I wasn't paying attention.
"Yes. as I was saying, we haven't found anyone yet. But we have lots of people looking for the perfect person"
"Errr okayyy? Why exactly does it matter who I'm dating again?"
"We don't want fans to lose interest in you if they think your into guys"
"That's pretty shallow minded" Louis states and I can tell he is getting annoyed.
"Well hey, if you don't go an long with it then don't. But trust me, if you want to stay in this band I would just do what your told"
Louis leans back, running his hands through his hair. I can tell he is stressing out so I place my hand on his knee and squeeze to try and reassure him.
"Oh also what ever is going on hear" he gestures towards my hand on his knee. "Needs to stop. Wether it is platonic or not. In interviews and press conferences you two need to back of each other."
" you can't stop us being friends." I say the anger building up inside me.
"No I can't. But in the public eye, I need you to tone it down. If not, then your not only risking your own futures, but the other boys as well."
"Whatever" Louis mumbles.
" okay you can go. And harry I will be getting in touch about the whole girlfriend thing so don't be flirting too much" his smirk makes me want to punch something. Louis senses it and drags me out of the office.