Internet [hes/lwt]

Fifteen

[Harry Styles]

When I woke up; Louis' soft snores were muted by his breathing pattern. I could tell he had just fallen back asleep because he was breathing heavy. I wanted to touch every inch of his face but I knew I had to let him sleep; if only I could wake up like this everyday, I would be the happiest man alive.

We needed to figure out a way where we both got off at the same time on the same days, so we could spend it together. I was not sure what was on Louis' agenda; but that was certainly on mine.

"Harry?" Louis suddenly awoke.

"Yes," I replied.

"Do you remember when we went on the vacation and I said I would get a job when we got back?" He asked.

"Yes, why?"

"I really need to get one," he sighed.

"That's great, Lou but right now it's early in the morning. Just go back to sleep." I said.

"That's easy for you to say," he giggled.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It's just that you're so old, you always fall asleep so quickly."

"The man that is almost 3 years older than me is calling me old?" I laughed. Ironic.

"How ironic, isn't it?"

I didn't want to dwell on the fact that I had a meeting today with my manager about what is coming up next for me. I have mentioned it before, but I really wanted to get out of the modeling business.

"Why can't you just do Youtube as your job?"

"It doesn't work like that Harry," Louis said.

"Sure it does. So many people have done what they wanted to do and it does count as a real job!"

"Okay sure but... How would I do that?"

"You need to frequently upload."

"And how do you know so much about this?"

"My manager knows things," I laughed.

So Louis and I spent the rest of the morning setting up his Youtube channel and making it look a lot more professional. We deleted his very old videos from 2011 and kept the recent ones.

"I actually need to make a new video soon."

"You should right now," I said.

I helped set up his lights, camera, and tripod while he came up with a video idea. It was such a shared effort, really. He took a deep breath and shakily turned the camera on. I left because I didn't want him to be nervous, but I stood outside of the door to listen to what he said.

"Hello world, yes I am alive. I haven't made a video in I'm not sure how long, but I really just wanted to sit down and make a proper video. I am doing online school for University and getting my degree towards digital media. I'm also going to try out this whole "Youtube" thing for a while and see where it takes me. With that being said, I wanted to announce that Harry and I are still dating because that is the most asked tweet that I get. Thank you for staying loyal to me when I was inactive and I'm going to start posting every Sunday. I might try to get Harry into the world of Youtube and video blogging because his life is much more interesting than mine! If you see me on the streets don't be afraid to come up to me because I live in downtown London now with my four best mates. Anyways, that's all for now bye."

He took a deep breath again and turned the camera off. I could tell that this is what he was made to do. When he first turned it on, the words just flowed right through him, as if he was talking to a group of hundreds of people. He wasn't awkward or anything and I doubt he will have much to edit out.

"That was amazing, babe," I walked in the doorway and Louis hid his face in his hands.

"You heard all of that?"

"Yes! Why are you so embarrassed? I thought it was very attractive."

He blushed some more and I just thought it was so adorable. Normally I am the one in this relationship to get flustered but the tables have turned. Louis turned towards me and gave me a big hug. We lingered there for a moment and then reality washed over me. "I have a meeting with my manager for lunch. Would you like to go?" I asked on impulse.

I had never mixed Louis and work but I thought that he might want to go to see what modeling is all about. To be very frank, it is harder than it looks and models really have to put themselves out there.

"I would love to, where are we going?" He asked.

"Greggs; it's a very casual affair."

Louis and I finally got ourselves ready for the day and headed out to the small restaurant. "So what do you do at these meetings?" Louis fidgeted in his seat.

"My manager and I discuss things like what company wants me to model and where the different shoots are at. Mostly I either politely decline or agree to work with them."

"Well that sounds really interesting."

"It might be for you but I consider this boring."

We met my manager, Gigi, for lunch and Louis and her seemed to get on a shaky start. I mindlessly wandered if he was actually jealous of her. When Gigi went to take a break, Louis glared at me.

"You two really seem fond of each other."

"Yes but if there is one thing that we don't have in common- it's that she likes girls and I don't."

"Oh." I watched Louis' face as it turned from red to pale all in a matter of seconds.

"Never judge a book by its cover, Lou."

"Okay you philosophical dweeb," he amused.

"Not a dweeb; but your dweeb." I winked at him.

"Well isn't that just romantic?"

"You've outdone yourself, Louis."

"It appears so. I got you, didn't I?"

I loved playful banters with Louis because it really made my heart swell with happiness.

"So this is your boyfriend, Louis. Correct?" Gigi asked.

"Yes, the one and only."

"Okay, I know you're not technically out and I'm not your PR team (even though I could be classified as one), I say you set the record straight-" she paused for a moment. "I mean, as straight as you can make them seem that you're not. Do you understand?"

I was completely puzzled but on the other hand, Louis knew exactly what she said.

"Basically, you want him to publicly come out?"

"Basically. Because it's been speculated that you're dating and I know you've never actually went somewhere to confirm this, but now would be a great time!"

"I think I understand..."

"Great! What with the big modeling agencies in America wanting you to be their-"

"Gigi!" I practically choked. I hadn't told Louis that my entire management wanted me to move to America, (even though I had just gotten settled in London) because it modeling is 'better' there.

"What?" Louis asked.

"It's nothing," I shrugged. Louis looked compelled to ask questions and I would answer them; when I knew what the answers were going to be. 

I didn't want to just get up and leave to America but I knew this job was tough. I would have to make sacrifices that I wouldn't want to make, and that's the contract that I signed a year ago. 

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