Bullshit. (Larry Fan Fiction)-[COMPLETED]

Chapter 13

A/N: So its short and bad but I needed to update so here it is!

Sorry! -Bianca xx

Chapter 13:

* Louis’ POV, a few weeks later*

“The public can’t know about this.”

“Are you kidding me? Have we not been through this already? You guys can’t control out lives!”

“The contract states-“

“FUCK THE CONTRACT, IF YOU DON’T STOP TRYING TO CONTROL US THEN WE’RE NEVER GOING TO RESIGN WITH YOU.” I raised my voice at our manager again before storming out of the room.

My phone started ringing and I answered it angrily.

“What?!” I practically screamed.

“Someone sounds happy.” Harry’s voice came through he phone and I immediately calmed down.

“Sorry love, I was talking to management. What’s up?”

“Everyone is coming over at around 5 so we can tell them the news.” I could hear him smiling into the phone

“Alright, I’ll be home in a few.”

“I love you Boo.”

“I love you too, Curly.”

I hung up the phone and drove back to our apartment. Harry invited over our parents, Liam and Danielle, Niall and his girlfriend Jenny and Zayn and his girlfriend Lexi. Everyone was already sitting down having tea in the living room when I walked in.

“Good, he’s back! Now will you tell us whatever it is you had to tell us?!” My mother begged excitedly.

Our parents had always supported Harry and I’s relationship. They felt that as long as we were happy, they were happy.

I smiled at my mother, “Harry, go ahead.”

“We’re getting a pet fish!” Harry said, I looked at him confused, as did everyone else. “Oh and we’re getting married.”

Everyone shouted and clapped and hugged and our mothers cried and hugged each other some more. And everyone seemed happy, including Harry and I.

“So when is it? Where?” Harry’s mom questioned.

“We were thinking in a few months, and we want to go back to South Africa, and bring all of you with us. We want it to be small, and we can’t have the fans know obviously.” I said.

“It sounds wonderful.” Liam said.

We continued celebrating and for once everything was okay, but something in the pit of my stomach told me that management would ruin it somehow.