Being Harry Styles' Beard

chapter six

Liam looks between Louis, Harry and I awkwardly. Harry is sitting there with his eyebrows furrowed together, looking very confused. Louis face is filled with frustration, shock, sadness and a tad of furious is in there too. He's clutching his fists at his sides and it makes me hope that he doesn't get up and punch everyone in this room. If he were to just punch this business guy though that would be fine.

"What? That's fucking ridiculous! She just came out here and you're already trying to suck her into your bullshit!" I was surprised when Niall shoots up from his seat yelling and when he's mad his irish accent becomes really thick, and I love it. It's so hot and- wait! Stop it Clara! Not the right time!

"Well?" The guy urges on eyeing me, completely ignoring Niall's protest.

I have never thought that I would be in this position before and I'm not sure how to deal with it. What even kind of question is that? Would I have to sign a contract? Would they make us do things?

"Uh.. I don't know." I eventually say and Harry and I make eye contact. He still seems like hes trying to process things in his head as well as I am.

"Is that why Preston was asking me all those questions about those two?" Liam asks.

They were asking questions about me and Harry? When?

"Don't you think she should have some time to think about this?" Niall interjects before anyone can say anything.

"Yes. Of course. Also, were heading out on the tour bus tonight so be ready for that. Maybe one of you could add Clara to the group chat?"

"Yeah, yeah, I got it." Zayn says as he stands from his seat.

You can literally cut the tension with a knife in this room. If I say yes either now or later I'm almost 100% sure Louis is going to come at me with both fists and I'm not sure if I'm a great fighter. I've never been into kung fu or anything like that be- Not now Clara! Off topic! We all get up and head back up to our seperate rooms in silence.

When I followed Harry into his room Louis actually didn't give me the bitch face I was expecting. He gave me this hurt look and right then I knew that I couldn't do this to him. He really loved Harry and it hurt him just seeing Harry with other people. I couldn't possibly pretend to actually date him in front of Louis, that's just cruel. I honestly want Louis as a friend, also. He's so witty and funny and nice and really really caring. I can't do this to him. He's way too good of a person. And dating Harry is weird and gross.

Harry closed the door behind him once he stepped in after me. I turned around to look at him and sighed and he sighed at the same time I did which resulted us in laughing together.

This is why Harry Styles was my best friend. No matter what the situation, awkward, sad, depressing, we could always seem to make each other laugh.

"I'm so so sorry. That's honestly all I can think to say. I should have never invited you here. Now I have you in this big mess and yes, I know it was really selfish of me to think that you would just come with me on tour. Now I got you in this big mess and I totally understand if you just want to fly back home. I'm really really sorry." Harry says to me looking me in the eyes the whole time. He really felt like this was his fault.

"Harry, are you kidding? You shouldn't be sorry because of how those fucked up brains of management work. You had nothing to do with them coming up with that idea. And it wasn't selfish at all! Inviting a girl to be surrounded with 5 very attractive guys all day, everyday?" He chuckles at my last statement but it's true! Except minus two because two have girlfriends, of course. And two of them are gay so- Clara! Seriously focus!