Remember me || Larry Stylinson AU

Fourteen

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Thankfully our meeting filled day is nearly over. It has felt like one of the longest days of my life and to be honest the meetings weren't even a little bit interesting. It's mainly approving promotional things, talking about upcoming events, continuing the tour, making choices on what TV shows and radio shows we'll go on as we can't accept all the offers we get, signing a bunch of posters for a company that has reached out to us and wanted to do a giveaway, I'm not even sure what is was for because I don't really care at the moment. I usually am a lot more excited about things like this but I'm currently just thinking about how I will spend an entire week with Louis, no Ben, no friends, no family. Just us two at our old summer camp.

After some convincing, our management has agreed to sign the contract I had asked my assistant to make where we set the rules for the deal I've made with the camp. The fact that I'll do a little photo shoot and they let me use their camp facilities for an entire week while they're taking the kids to the neighbouring camp in Weymouth. Obviously, our management wasn't too happy about me making this little deal but for some odd reason, they agreed without too much of a struggle.

They know they'll have to give in to the things we really want to do as well, besides the promo work won't do our band or image any harm. It's promoting a summer camp for God sakes, not Satan's layer where children get eaten for breakfast.

Louis has been texting me to ask me what he needs to bring with him for the week and keeps asking me all these questions to find out more about the plans I have made and I enjoy giving him somewhat odd answers in return. I've told him we'll just stay at my place as Niall travels to Ireland but I think he's catching on to the fact that we'll actually go somewhere. I have thought about not telling him to bring swim trunks and taking an old pair from Niall's closet but I'm afraid they might be too big on him.

I've taken care of everything else, Louis has the choice of a private cabin or the possibility to share one with me as I've claimed one of the 'leader cabins' which has a double bed and is closer to the toilets and showers than the cabin we used to stay in. I don't want to make him uncomfortable but we did share a bed a few times in the past so I'm curious to see what he'll do. I obviously hope he'll stay with me but I would understand it if he wants some privacy, we will be spending the entire week together so he might need some alone time at night.

The groceries will arrive on the first day, the day of the small photoshoot, that way we don't have to leave the campsite unless we really want to. We'll have food, drinks and I may or may not have bought a few little board games for us to play as well.

"Harry?" I suddenly hear and shake my head. "Hmm?" Please tell me I didn't fall asleep during a meeting, please. "You're not paying attention" Simon says, his big head visible on the large screen at the head of the table. "Sorry," I murmur as I let myself slide down a little in the massive leather chairs and hide my face in my hands. "So, as I was saying" Simon continues but my eyes soon wander and I take in the familiar surroundings of meeting room 1. The glass door that allows me to look into the long corridor where the walls are filled with pictures of all the artists signed with this management.

The dark wooden floors, horrible for females who wear heels. Click, clack, click, clack. The light blue painted walls with a few expensive pieces of art on them, the massive TV screen at the head of the table where we can currently see Simon talking about something. The large wooden table we're sat on with 8 others, all in luxurious black leather chairs, a phone in the middle and even two flip overs in the corner. The other large wall is covered in windows, giving us a nice view of the busy roads of London and a lovely park across the road with a large water fountain.