1D & 5sos One Shots

Keep in Touch [Zouis]

Prompt~ Management is being a bitch(surprise surprise) and Zayn and Louis have to somehow keep in touch once they're separated.

"We're, uh, together," Zayn told the head of management, who's name was Carter.

"No you're not," he said simply.

"Yeah," Louis said, tightening his grip on Zayn, "We are."

"Not while you're part of One Direction. You aren't going public, and you never will while you're in the band," Carter frowned at them, leaning forward on his elbows.

"We can go public if we want," Zayn defended himself and his boyfriend.

"If you do, you will be forced to leave One Direction," Carter was making it clear that they weren't going to be together.

"What if I love him?" Louis asked, heartbroken.

"Not my problem," Carter shrugged.

"We're going public," Zayn demanded, getting angry.

Carter just shook his head. If these boys weren't going to cooperate, he needed to make sure they wouldn't release anything.

"You're going to stay far from each other."

"You can't make us," Louis snapped.

"Oh, but I can. I'm separating you two. Literally. You boys are going home for ten months," Carter glared at them. "You won't have any contact. When you're done with your stupid feelings for each other, you'll come back. Understood?"

"No." Zayn said firmly.

"You listen to me, Malik!" Carter stood up with a sudden rush of anger. "You're not going public. You're not going to be with Louis."

"That's not fair! You can't take away my personal life!!" Zayn shouted back.

"I can do whatever the hell I want with you while you're under my contract," Carter hissed. "You're not. Going. Public."

Zayn glared at Carter for about five seconds before sitting back in his chair.

"That's what I thought," Carter smirked. "Give up now, because you're going home tomorrow. Security, take them out,"

The guards came over to escort them out of the building. Zayn and Louis drove home silently. Zayn bit the inside of his cheek to keep from crying, even though Louis had already started.

"I-I guess we should start p-packing," Louis sniffed once they got in their room. Why couldn't management be supportive? Harry and Niall and Liam were happy for them, why couldn't anyone else?

"Don't cry baby," Zayn whispered, kissing Louis' forehead. "Gimme your home address, okay?"

"Zayn, you can't come to my house," Louis sighed.

"I know, but I can write you," he offered.

Louis laughed, "Like Dear John?"

"If that's what you wanna call it," Zayn smiled down at his boyfriend.

"I don't wanna leave you Zaynie," Louis whimpered, leaning against Zayn's chest.

"I know babe, I don't wanna go either,"

"This isn't fair. I love you so much, and they don't understand! They don't get it," Louis said softly, inhaling Zayn's scent that he'd miss once they left.

"I love you too, babe. It sucks," Zayn agreed.

"Help me pack?" Louis asked. Zayn nodded, and they grabbed their suitcases. Zayn folded a zip up jumper that he gave Louis for his birthday and let a single year fall on the fabric. He wiped his eyes before Lou could see and began folding a Batman onesie.