Why Me?(Larry Stylinson)

Prologue

Harry's POV:

I had gotten a call from management around seven in the morning. They were asking me to come in at ten. Well, more like telling me. Anyways, I decided to stay up and just lay in bed. I was waiting for Louis to get up so we could have breakfast. Although who knew if he would. Eleanor had stayed, but maybe she would go home and Louis would ride to the management meeting with me.

You see, I, Harry Styles, am gay and depressed. I have been for awhile. Oh, and let's not forget I'm absolutely in love with my best mate, but he's strait and is dating Eleanor. So I wasn't gonna get far with that. I soon decided I would get up, considering I only had an hour and a half to get to the meeting.

When I walked into the kitchen I seen Louis, shirtless with sweatpants on, making a cup of tea.

"Morning, Lou." He glanced over at me, seeing me dressed and ready for the day. "Morning, Haz."

I gave him a small smile, and he gave me one back.

"Don't you have to get ready for the meeting with management?" I asked, confusion laced my voice. He gave me a weird look. "No. I don't have a meeting with management. I'm picking El up around three to go shopping. She left late last night." I nodded, my mouth forming an 'oh' shape.

"Do you have a meeting with management." I nodded my head, a little scared to go to the meeting now. He gave me a look, "Good luck." Was all he said to me. I nodded, "Well, I better go so I'm not late. See you later, Lou." He nodded and went to sit on the couch.

I soon arrived at managements office. I walked in to see Ronald and Hilary waiting for me. I sat down on the couch in front of their desks. "Harry, glad you could make it." I held my hand up, "Why is no one else here?" I asked them. Ronald sighed.

"Harry. We are here to discuss your part in the band." Ronald told me slowly.

"Oh god, Ronald, just get to the damn point." Hilary snapped.

"Harry we are here to discuss how you need to lose some weight and gain some muscle." Ronald told me, I looked down at my hands. 'Not this again.' I thought. "Look, Harry, all the other guys have maintained a decent weight and have muscles." Hilary told me.

"Also to add to the fact you're gay, which is wrong on so many levels, you need to start hanging around girls again." Ronald bluntly told me. I looked back down at my hands. Why did this have to happen again? Why me?

"But-" I was cut off by Hilary, "No buts, Harry. You are jeopardizing the band." I sighed again, my eyes stung and I knew the tears were coming soon.

They kept spouting out reasons on why I wasn't good enough for the band, how I didn't belong. No one wanted to buy music from a hot boy band with one ugly, sad, depressed, gay, fat, and so much more, eighteen year old.

They soon told me I could leave and I was in tears by the time I made it to the elevator. I made it to my car with only a few snaps from paps. I looked at my phone to see a message from Niall.

N- hey haz Els friends surprised her, so shes with them. the lads and I are hanging at yours and lous. where you at??

H- be there soon

Was all I said as I cried the whole way back to my flat, just when I thought I was getting a little better, there they go ruining it. I just wanted to be alone before I had to go out tonight to meet up with some girl management were sending me a picture of. I pulled into the flats driveway, I seen Liam's car, so I knew he must've given Zayn and Niall a ride.

I opened the door, kicking off my shoes, they were in the living room. Sitting around with beer and watching a movie. Louis glanced up before going back to the movie they were watching. "How was meeting with management?" He asked, causing the others to snap their heads towards me.

"You had a meeting with management?" Niall asked. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. They all gave me a weird look when Louis looked up, "You okay, Haz?" He asked me scooting over on the couch so I could sit . I nodded at him, "Come sit and watch this movie with us." Louis said, giving me a worried look. He wouldn't be looking at me like that if he knew I was gay and in love with him. Hell, he probably didn't mean it.

"No," I said, my voice real close to cracking. If you listened closely you could tell I had been crying. "I'm just gonna go lay down for awhile." I told them. Liam, Niall and Zayn gave me a worried look but shrugged it off. Louis though gave me a look and followed me to my room, which I didn't know until he grabbed my wrist.

"What did they say to you?" Louis asked me, worry laced in his voice. "Nothing." I mumbled, "Look I'm tired. Can we talk about this later?" I asked, a slight begging to my tone. He nodded but ruffled my hair. "Yeah. Sleep well." He said before walking off. I walked into my room, and curled up under my blanket. All I could wonder was, why me? What did I do to deserve this?

AN: Hi guys! New story. I hope you like it. It's a Larry fanfiction. I hope to have the next chapter up here soon, but please vote, comment and tell others please. Please let me know if you enjoyed it. I enjoy writing for you. So, thankyou for taking the time to read. Please let me know if you like it or not. :)