When The Truth Hurts

Applying The Mask

(Louis' POV)

"Come on, Lou.. Gotta up" I heard a husky voice coo into my ear. I only grumbled in response, while rolling out of bed. Today we had a meeting with management. I guess today I'd find out who my girlfriend would be. It was killing me, just the thought of this.

"How'd you sleep?" I mumbled to Harry, as I stumbled tiredly into the bathroom to shower. I heard him reply, but caught nothing he said. I turned the nob over, which turned on the water. Quickly stripping off my clothes, I held my hand under the water until the temperature was just right. I washed off my body, and finally had the energy to open my eyes. After the quick shower, I wrapped a towel around my waste and strutted back into my room.

I gasp as I felt a pair of large arms wrap around me from behind. "Mmm..You smell nice Lou", once again his voice had me smiling for no reason. I smiled as he rested his chin on my shoulder, "You nervous?" He whispered slowly behind me, his hot breath smelling of mint.

Not sure of what to say I quickly moved to the other side of the room, to find a pair of clothes. Harry let out a disappointed grumble, though I pretended not to hear. I pulled out a pair of capris and a pair of dark skinny jeans, and turned to Harry who was sitting on the side of the bed.

"Hmm..Which one? These or the pants?" I questioned ignoring his annoyed facial expression. I knew he was worried about me , but that's the last thing he needed to be worried about. Maybe I was being selfish, but I didn't want him to address the nerves I was having.

He furrowed his eyebrows at my irrelevant question, 'Don't even think about ignoring me Louis." he said sternly while intently watching me. My shoulders dropped in defeat. Letting out a sigh, I rubbed my face with my hand. "God, ofcourse I'm nervous..I'm scared..I'm tired.." I went off on a ramble " most importantly, I don't want to lose you."

I was also nervous about actually liking the girl they'd put me with. I knew that'd never happen, because Harry was the one I really wanted.. but you never know. The mind does what it pleases, despite what your heart wants.  Harry stood up and wrapped me into a tight hug, I'm sure he knew I felt weak. I never wanted to feel weak. "You'll always have me, and even if something happens..we'll always be best friends." he said reassuringly before exiting my room, and going into his own.

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We all stepped out of the van, and were lead through the group of fans into the building. "It'll be perfectly fine" Liam spoke patting me lightly on the back. We walked into the elevator with Paul beside us. I pulled on the confining grey shirt I chose to wear. As the final 'ding' of the elevator sounded, the doors opened painfully slowly and we walked to the all to familiar meeting room.  Zayn did the honors of swiftly opening the large room doors. As we all piled into the room, the group of uptight people seated around the circular table all brought their judgmental eyes to us.

"Ah, hello boys have a seat" The head representative at Modest! spoke, I couldn't quite remember his name, but I wanted to say it was Jon. Either way, he's the one that called this meeting.  We all took a seat, and my attention was brought to a thinner girl, with longer brown hair. Her legs were crossed, and her posture was poise.

Glancing at Harry, I saw him scrunch his nose at her. "So, as Steve told you, Mr. Tomlinson, we can't allow this kind of behavior.."

I rolled my eyes, I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off by Steve once again. "Before you try and defend yourself, I should introduce you to Eleanor" He turned his swivel chair to the dark haired girl, and smiled. 

"Eleanor, I'm sure as you know this is Louis, That's Liam, Niall, Zayn and Harry". My crabby shaking hands shook her dainty ones.

We sat through the boring  meeting, and we addressed the fact that " I will have to stay with Eleanor for certain holidays, show certain kinds of affection, and deny all accusations pertaining a relationship between Harry and I"