fanboy ➶ larry [COMPLETED]

Thirty-Seven

Mood: I'm So Sorry by Imagine Dragons

Louis woke up the next day with a killer headache and Harry yelling on the phone.

"No! I won't do that! Just fuck off, Richard!" Louis sat up, rubbing his head and looking around the room. Harry was pacing the room, in just his boxers, phone to his ear.

Louis understood what was happening. They were in trouble. Big trouble. How could he have been so stupid?

He curled his legs up to his chest and hugged himself, resting his chin on his knees as he watched Harry argue.

"That isn't going to fucking work, you idiot! Haven't you thought that it's fucking 2016 and most people accept gays? Haven't you even thought about that for a split second?" Harry asks, running a hand through his hair. Louis could hear Richard arguing on the other line.

"I'm not some fucking puppet that you can pull strings on! You can't just--" Harry stares at his phone in astonishment, "Bastard hung up on me."

He turns and sees Louis staring at him.

"I'm sorry." Louis says quietly. He doesn't know what else to say.

"No, Lou. It's not your fault. I kissed you. It's fine. Did I wake you? I'm sorry, love. How's your head? Let me go get you some water." Harry says and exits the room quickly. Louis is left alone for two seconds before Eleanor comes barging into the room, her phone in her hand.

"What the fuck!" Louis winced at her loud voice. She jumps on the bed and sits close to him.

"Have you seen Twitter lately? Everyone's going crazy." She says and shows him her phone. He sees #louisandharry is trending. He sees a whole bunch of pictures of him and Harry dancing at the club and even a few of them kissing.

Fucking hell.

The pictures were dark and blurry but you could definitely tell it was them.

"What are we going to do?" Louis asks just as Harry comes back with a glass of water for him. Louis thanks him and downs it in record time.

"I really am sorry." Louis says for the umpteenth time. He felt as if this was all his fault.

Harry smiles softly.

"Stop apologizing. It's not your fault."

"What were you and Richard talking about?" Louis questions and Harry frowns, putting his head in his hands.

"Yeah, that. He wants to meet with me next week. Um, he said he has something for me to do." Harry seems uncomfortable.

"What exactly?" Louis asks, and Eleanor raises her eyebrows. Harry fidgets with his fingers, and running his hands through his hair. He doesn't look at Louis, choosing the duvet on the bed is much more entertaining. The room is silent for many seconds before Harry answers.

"He wants me to become a manwhore."

"What the fuck?!" Louis and Eleanor shriek at the same time. Harry flinches but nods nonetheless.

"He wants to meet up with the whole management and talk about who we could use as beards." Harry says slowly and quietly, barely a whisper.

"This is fucking ridiculous! Why don't you just switch managements?" Louis asks and Harry shakes his head.

"It's not that easy. I'm stuck in a contract." Harry explains and Louis groans.

"This is a load of shit. Your management can't do this." Louis was infuriated. He felt like punching someone. Mostly every person of Modest!Management.

Harry only sighs, reaching over to intertwine their fingers. Louis didn't notice he was crying until Harry wiped his tears with his thumb.

"We'll get through this. It's fine."

****

The next week was when it all started. Louis and Eleanor were back home and a lot has changed. For one, they quit their jobs. Eleanor has started her own modeling trend on her very own website called TheTrendPear. Louis was starting his first photoshoot in two weeks for Adidas.

He was happy except...Harry. He was nervous. He wasn't able to go on any social media today, couldn't bear to see the pictures of Harry hanging around a different girl that wasn't Taylor Swift. They were still dating but, they were scheduled to "break up" in a few weeks.

First Harry would be spotted with Kendall Jenner. They would go clubbing and be all touchy with each other and then go back to a hotel. She would leave a few hours later in different clothes and messy hair. Harry had told him everything that would happen.

He wanted to believe that Harry wouldn't do anything with any girl but it was driving him crazy. Eleanor and him had to go on more outings, at one point basically snogging outside a Starbucks. It was uncomfortable to say the least.

They have been stopped more than usual, people asking them how they knew Harry and such. Louis and Eleanor never knew how to really answer that so they mainly made up stories.

Harry was due to be at a club somewhere in California as of right now. Louis sighed and pulled out his phone. He didn't care that it was eight hours earlier in California right now. He couldn't sleep. It was past four in the morning and he was an anxious mess. He knew it was a bad idea to see Harry with other people but he couldn't get himself to stop.

He looked through Twitter, amazed that he gained thousands of followers on his personal account. He sighed as he saw pictures of Harry and Kendall in the club, kissing each other. It looked realistic.

Louis groaned and turned off his phone. This was complete bullshit. He tried to fall asleep but he happened to turn on his phone again and scroll through Twitter.

There were a lot of comments towards him. Most of them saying that "larry was real" and "they knew Harry was gay". He didn't know if it was good or not.

He was glad they were supporting him and Harry and he wondered why the management couldn't see this side of the world.