Sad Adidas(Larry AU)*complete*

chapter 8

Louis p.o.v

I woke up in not the best mood. I had drool running down the side of my face, I had a knot in my back and neck, and my phone was completely dead. The sofa was definitely not the best place to fall asleep. But then I remembered I had stayed up talking to Harry and just the thought of it brought a small smile to my face.

I made my way upstairs plugging in my phone and grabbing a towel. I shut the door and walked towards the scale I had near my mirror, across the room. I slowly stripped out of my clothes only staying in my boxers.I closed my eyes and held my breath as I lifted my feet to stand on the pad of the scale.

I slowly let out the breath I was holding and opened my eyes.

147  (OK so I didnt know what a good weight for a male 5'9 was so I looked it up and it said 144-176lbs)

I stood still just staring at the number. I felt tears brimming my eyes. I've been trying so hard to lose weight. So damn hard and nothing seems to be working.

I took a shaky step off of the scale and stepped in front of my mirror. I just stared at myself for a few seconds. I had tears streaming down my face. My eyes moved to my stomach. Then trailed down to my thighs and finally back to my face.

My legs started shaking and I crumbled to the floor not being able to hold my weight anymore. I sobbed quietly. I rolled into a ball tucking my head into my legs. I brought my head up and stared at myself crying.

My lips trembled. "Why?" I whispered to myself. My voice cracked. I tucked my head back into my legs and laid down on the floor. I didn't understand why I was crying exactly, but I didn't question it. I just let it all out and cried until my throat burned.

I eventually woke up after a few hours of crying and eventually falling asleep. I got up slowly my legs feeling numb from the uncomfortable position I had fallen asleep in. I rubbed my eyes and grabbed  the towel I had thrown on the bed.

I slowly walked to the bathroom. I turned the lights on and stood in front of the mirror. I looked at the bags under my eyes.

I let my eyes linger over the fat on my stomach. I just stared at myself, I didn't cry, I didn't want to cry. I wanted to prove to myself that I'm better than this.

I quickly turned my head focusing on the water flowing our of the spout. (?)

I spent most of my shower just staring at the tiled wall in front of me. I just let the water cascade down my body and that seemed to be enough to calm me down for a bit.

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I had managed to loose count of how long I was in the shower. By the time I was finished getting ready I checked my phone and it was blowing up. I had missed calls from Harry, My manager, and surprisingly my mom.

I ignored my moms and Harrys call and went straight to answer Mr. Jeffersons call. 

"Hello, Mr. Jefferson." 

"Jesus Christ Louis, where have you been. We'd all thought you'd offed yourself or something." He sounded extremely angry, which I still couldn't figure out why."

"Sorry to tell you this but I haven't killed myself just yet."

"Ha very funny, now back to the reason I've been calling you. You've clearly forgotten that you had an appointment set up with Harry. And now that you've missed it you'll have to meet me at my office right now."

I gasped "Right now?! Are you joking." 

"Does it sound like im Joking Louis." I knew this was one of those questions you weren't meant to answer, but no, he didn't sound like he was joking.

"Alright im on my way." I hung up not waiting for an answer back.

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It was just like the last time I was here. I tried my best to get up to Mr.Jefferson   office without being noticed and by the time I had made it up the one and Only Harry freaking Styles let me in.

"Thank you for finally gracing us with your presence Mr. Tomlinson." I hated when people did that. I rolled my eyes and plopped down on to the seat with so much force I thought I might go through it. 

"Not like I had any other choice." I mumbled playing with the loos string coming out from the arm chair. 

I dont think he heard me since he started talking to Harry as if I wasnt even here.

"Im sorry about him one more. I assure you he is never this problematic. I would like to make one more proposition with you Mr. Styles before you decided to kick this little bugger out of your show. I can promise you he will be present for another..." 

I blocked out Mr. Jeffersons rambling and just focused on my fingers. This wasnt anything new. Hes always making deals that concern me without even concerning me. Although it aggravated me to the max, there wasnt much I could do. He was my manager and I had a contract with him. Even if I didnt have one its pretty obvious no one would want me as one of their clients.

I sat there for a few more minutes as Harry and Mr. Jefferson discussed my plans. I wasnt paying much attention but what I got from that whole conversation was that I'm just acting dumb and that Im going to have extra practice with Harry since i'm 'such a wreck.'

So here I was in the car driving towards some mysterious place with someone I didn't even really know yet somehow I wasnt worried. I didn't think about what happend this morning, about how much I hate myself, about how I don't have anyone to care about or anyone who cares about me, I didnt even think about how I finally got a call from my mom. I didn't think about anything that troubled me, all I could think about was now. 

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I JUST HAD THE BIGGEST SCARE. My computer just shut down while I was writting how many words this chapter has and I thought it didnt save afungfdnvf.........tbh I wasnt going to re-write it tonight if it hadnt saved.