True Love - Larry Stylinson

5. Three months, one week and six days

Three months, one week and six days after Harrys last concert

"She's pregnant?!? I thought you said you didn't sleep with her!"

"I didn't mom! You have to believe me! We just talked! I never knew she was a prostitute! I heard it in the news the days after. Yes, there are pictures of us together, but that doesn't mean that I've slept with her!"

"Oh.. Harry.."

I don't know what made me do it, but I was crying. Me, Harry Styles, international pop star and actor, am crying because I'm unhappy. Maybe I do know what made me cry. Because of people lying to me. I never touched that woman, I would never sleep with three woman at once. I don't sleep with people I don't know! Call me stupid, because I can have everyone I want, but I don't do it. I don't want a one night stand. My mother was talking sweet nothings to me over the phone. But that didn't take the loneliness go away from me. I wish I could hold her. I don't think I'm to old to hug my mother when I need some comfort.

"Sweety, why don't you come home for a few weeks? You can just play games with your sister, visit your grandparents, sleep and eat whenever you want. You don't have to be alone for one second if you don't want to."

"That's very tempting mom. But I'm alright. I have a meeting with Simon and management tomorrow morning, and I don't know what they will say to me. Maybe I'll have to get to work immediately. I don't know yet. So I have to stay here."

"But Harry, I know you love your job, but don't loose yourself because of it!"

"I know. But like you said, I love my job. And I have Louis to talk to when I'm lonely."

He heard his mother laughing. "When are you going to meet that handsome stranger, dear?"

"I don't know, maybe it's time to tell him who I really am."

"That's a great plan, honey, keep me updated!"

"I will!"

But Harry didn't do it. He had to go to the meeting with his management and Simon. Apparently he fucked it up. Simon screamed at him. Saying it wasn't that hard: 'You just needed to go to a fucking red carpet! Not talk to prostitutes! Not going to an after party! Is it so hard to act like a normal pop star! Do you know how many fans you've lost because of it! You can be happy if there are still people who want to come to your concerts! Your vacation is over! If you still want your job, if you still want to sing, I guess we'll need to start this very moment.'Harry saw them screaming to him but after a while, he didn't hear what they were saying anymore. He saw there mouths move but the words didn't reach his ears. He fell so small, so lonely. He doesn't know how he got home. He doesn't know why he was standing in front of his mirror, looking at the man he became. He was a fallen pop star, accused of something he didn't do, he was a liar. He always hated people lying to him, but he lied to Louis, the man he fell in love with. He was lonely. So very lonely. He could hear people talking to him. Holding his arm. When he heard his mother scream, he closed his eyes. The last thing he saw was blood, lots of blood.

***

One week later

"Louis! Relax! He doesn't hate you! Maybe he's visiting some family and maybe there isn't any connection with internet or phones." Liam is looking at him with worried eyes. He tried to talk some sense into Louis. Sometimes people loose their phones or they are at places without an internet connection. But Louis looked like a lost puppy.

"I don't know, Liam, maybe something happened. I don't know but I have a strange feeling."

He was sitting at the dinner table with his three best friends. Niall is eating spaghetti at this moment. Zayn is reading a newspaper and Liam is looking worried. Like always.