To Write Love on His Arms (a Larry Stylinson fanfic)

Chapter Four

Before the two of us head over to the Modest headquarters, we finish getting ready for the day. While I go and take a quick shower and then get dressed, Louis goes and styles his hair. One thing I will never truly understand, is how our management team always wants Louis to look like some over the top stylish guy. I mean at every interview, photoshoot, and concert most of the focus is on Louis's appearance. It has been that way ever since Niall 'fixed his appearance'. To me Louis looks the most beautiful when

As I step out of the hot running water, I walk over to the small cabinet we keep in our bathroom. Essentials are in there, including my antidepressants and pain relievers. I take one of the antidepressants and one of the pain pills, swallowing them down with some of the water from the sink. One thing I have figured out over the course of the last four years, since being put on this regime, is that taking the two pills together puts me into an amazing mood. But, I have been told that it could be dangerous to take them together.

"Harry are you ready?" I hear Louis scream from our living room. Quickly, I throw on the rest of my clothes and make my way out to meet Louis.

"Yeah, I was just getting dressed" I say giving him a quick grin. Before we leave the house, Louis runs off in the direction of our bedroom, returning a minute later with my white sweater. It's not really even cold out, but I know Louis just would like to wear something that reminds him of me. Not knowing why we are heading over to see our managers, and being called in at strange times of the day prompts Louis to act like that. Based on the past experiences I really don't blame him.

"How do I look?" Louis asks after he puts on the sweater and grabs his phone off of the couch.

"Good babe" I say as I hold the front door open for him. Despite whatever is going to happen to us in a little while we try to stay in an optimistic mood while we can.

The two of us head to each of our cars, knowing that we can't ride together. It has been this way since February of 2012, when the rumors of us being together, although they are true, started being more intense than ever. Once Louis pulls out of our driveway in his Porsche, I wait a few minutes before leaving.

The ride over to Modest takes only twenty minutes. I had Pink Floyd's 'Dark Side of The Moon' blasting during the entire ride. When I arrive, all of the boys cars are waiting outside, including two taxis for Liam and Zayn, which confuses the hell out of me. All five of us are rarely called in at the same time.

As I approach the building, I can hear the faintest sound of yelling. 'This cannot be good' I think to myself as I walk in the front door. One of the receptionists points in the direction of the conference rooms that our managers hold meetings with us in. With each step closer to the room, I can hear Mr Griffiths and what sounds like Louis going back and forth at each other. My steps slow down when I become arms length to the door. 'Do I have to go in?' I think to myself only to get interrupted with Louis screaming again.

"You can't fucking do this! If anyone deserves it Harry does!" Louis screams sounding both broken and upset out of his mind.

"I'm sorry but it's not his time, you can either take or leave this offer. But, from what I have observed of your behavior in recent months I think you should take it. It's not like it's a huge jump from your current state" Mr Griffiths says calmer than he had sounded previously.

"Fuck you! You have no fucking clue how hard this is on both Harry and I, but mostly Harry. Do you even know how hard it is to see his face every time you order me to go somewhere? I know he tries to stay strong before I leave, but I know for a fact that once I walk out that door he is breaking down inside of our house! How would you like it if I forced you to stay away from your wife? You wouldn't fucking like it would you!?" Louis screams as the sound of sobs cause his voice to break.

"Don't even dare talk about my wife. At least I am normal enough to have a woman as my significant other. If you could just have fallen in love with a girl your life would be so much easier to handle" Mr Griffiths says scoffing at Louis.

"Lou, he's not worth it" I hear Liam say with concern. At this point I am both concerned and curious as to what they are talking about. I open the door to the conference room and everything falls silent. The feel of thirteen eyes staring at me covers my body.

"Welcome Harry" Mr Magee says with a smile. I take few deep breathes before slowly walking over to the open seat between Louis and Niall. As I approach Louis I can see the outline of where tears were falling down his face. My heart drops as I look around and see all of my best friends, brothers, have been crying including Zayn who never cries around people.

"What happened" I ask completely oblivious as to what has happened in here.

"They have given me an ultimatum. I can either get engaged to Eleanor or drop out of the band. I had the other choice of coming out by myself, but I'm not doing that without you" Louis says pausing to regain some more composure "and um Haz, I can't just drop out so..." he says with so much hurt in his eyes.