fanboy ➶ larry [COMPLETED]

Thirty-Nine

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Mood: Mr. Brightside by The Killers

Harry stared at the phone in confusion.

"Babygate? What the fuck is that?" He asks and Richard chuckles.

"Well. It's a way for you to get out of this manwhore stage." Richard says. Harry is intrigued.

"What do I have to do?" Harry asks. He could hear Richard laughing. The young lad casts a glance at Nadine who was now lounging on the couch, scrolling through her phone.

"I don't know how to say this without it sounding weird." Richard mumbles and Harry raises an eyebrow.

"Just tell me." There's a moment before Richard answers.

"You have to get a girl pregnant."

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Louis looked at Harry with a 'you're fucking kidding me' expression. They were Skyping and honestly it was going good until Harry brought this up.

"Babygate? That's what it's called?" Louis asks and scoffs. Harry shrugs, shuffling around in the bed. It was early morning wherever the fuck Harry was but it was almost evening here in London.

"Yeah. It doesn't sound so bad." Harry mumbles, pulling at his bottom lip while deep in thought.

"Oh so getting a girl pregnant isn't that bad?" Louis asks, infuriated.

"I'm not going to get her pregnant, babe. The management are looking for someone that wants to have a baby with their husband and just make it seem like it's mine." Harry explains. Louis rolls his eyes. This is ridiculous. Ludicrous.

"Well. It's your life. Do what you think is best." Louis mutters. He feels bad for being angry because it isn't Harry's fault but no one can blame him for wanting to rip out Richards intestines.

"Once the baby is born I'll 'get a DNA test' and then everyone will find out it's not mine and my contract will be over by then and I can switch managements and we're free." Harry rushes out and Louis frowns.

"This is all so bad. What about your fans? What will they think?" Louis asks. Harry shrugs and runs a hand through his hair, pushing a few stray strands away from his face.

"A lot of them support me no matter what. I think they'll be fine with it." Harry concludes after a moment of silence. Louis groans and throws his head back in anger.

They sit in silence for a moment before Harry speaks up.

"I know this is hard. Trust me, it's hard for me too. But I really don't have any say in this. At least not for a little under a year. I'm sorry." Harry mutters and Louis nods solemnly.

Louis understand, he does, but this is just crazy.

"I'm sorry you have to go through all of this. I have to go. I need to wake up early tomorrow." Louis mumbles and Harry sighs.

"Okay. Call me?" He asks and Louis nods.

"Love you." They say in unison. Louis blushes and turns off his laptop. He wishes he didn't hang up because he could most definitely hear Eleanor and Alice in the other room.

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One more week. One more week and Harry will be home and they'll be celebrating his birthday with his family. He can wait one more week. He feels giddy to see his boyfriend again and actually touch him instead of talking to him to him through screens. He's happy.

Except Richard calls him the next day and asks him to meet up. Louis glumly said okay and here he was sitting in the same office he sat at a month ago signing a contract.

This time there was a blonde woman with them. She could be pretty, but the first words out of her mouth made her hideous in Louis' eyes.

"Hi. I'm Briana Jungwirth and I'm the one that's having a baby."

"You're fucking kidding me." Louis says, looking at Richard with angry eyes.

"No. I'm not." Richard mumbles, folding his hands in front of him.

"You don't have to be--" Louis cuts the blonde woman off.

"I wasn't talking to you, Banana Jungleworms." Louis says and she gasps.

"Mr. Tomlinson, please. Be professional." Richard says and Louis rolls his eyes so hard he's surprised they didn't fall out.

"Professional? This is professional? You've got a pretty fucked up mind if you think this is what this is." Louis says nodding to Briana.

"This is work." Richard replies, keeping his calm demeanor all while Louis was seething inside.

"You think Harry is just a toy to you. He's a human being. He has rights! He has feelings! All you care about is money!" Louis yells and Richard lets him, smirking.

"Are you done, Tomlinson?" He asks.

"I want to gouge out your eyes." Louis hisses. Richard chuckles.

"Mr. Tomlinson, threats aren't going to help in this." Louis stands up from where he was sitting and runs a hand through his hair. His heart was racing and if he didn't leave soon, he was going to do something he'd regret later.

"Am I needed here? Can I leave?" Louis asks, his hands shaking.

"I'd like you to get to know Briana." Richard says. Louis eyes the blonde and shakes his head.

"Not in a million years. You're a joke, Richard. Properly fuck off, will you?" Louis asks and the man just shrugs.

"You're stuck with me until the contract with Harry ends. Sorry, mate." He says and Louis balls his hands into fists. Ten more seconds of this and he's going to burst.

He turns around, flipping Richard off with both his hands and pushing past Briana.

"Go to hell!" He yells and he could hear Briana squeak out a stupid protest to his rudeness.

"Shut it, Bionic Jungleworms."

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Sorry for such a short chapter. I'm with the familia

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