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Chapter 2

Louis's POV

"A beard?!" I shout at Paul as I stand up and pace the room.

"Louis, I know you don't understand, you're only 19, but you and Harry coming out can't help you guys in any way," he says, "It will only make things worse."

I know the world doesn't wanna advertise a gay boy band but I really can't help it.

Harry and I honestly fell in love at first sight, as cliché as it sounds.

He's my rock and I will do whatever it takes to make our relationship work out.

"I'm going to have to talk to Harry." I tell him.

Harry will not be okay with this. I know he adores our fans and will do whatever it takes to please them, but this is just too big of a deal to him.

He already tweets about us all the time. We tweet vulgar stuff to each other and some fans think it's all fake, but some would go to the depths of the earth to defend our relationship. We just mess around most of the time in public and on the Internet.

When I go on twitter, I always see accounts that are all about 'Larry Stylinson'. -which is an awfully clever name, props to whoever came up with it- but it only makes things harder. I so badly want to tweet those people and thank them for believing us and supporting us, but I know Modest will get pissed.

We told the boys about our relationship about a couple months ago. They always thought it was just a 'bromance' but we really couldn't hide it from them anymore.

Zayn was the only one who says he truly knew we were together, and I believe him, he's the most intelligent out of all of us.

Now, they all look at us and laugh and call us cheeky all the time.

I can't keep track of how many times they've snapped pictures of us cuddling or kissing.

Same with both of our families, they support us so much and I couldn't be more grateful.

Before I know it, I'm outside Paul's office dialing Harry's number.

"Hey sweetcheeks!" greets my boyfriend.

"Hi babe, um, what are you doing for lunch?" I ask.

"Probably was going to go out to eat with Niall. Why what's up? I can cancel if you want me to?" he nervously asks.

"No don't cancel, would you mind if I tagged along, there's something I need to talk to you about."

"Sure babe, call me when you're ready and I'll pick you up at home," he offers.

"Okay I'll call you. Bye love you."

"I love you too Lou," replies Harry before I hang up the phone.

I don't have to go to lunch with Niall and Harry. They obviously wanted to spend some time together that's why I wasn't invited. But I can't tell Harry this over text, he will get pissed, I have to do it in person.

The sooner the better.

I grab my phone off my desk.

"Niall?"

"Hey Lou! How's it hanging man! Where do you wanna go for lunch?" he asks, so I'm assuming Harry already talked to him and told him I'm going.

"It doesn't matter. But I wanted to tell you something."

"What lad?"

"Management is making me get a beard, and I was going to tell Harry at lunch but-"

"A BEARD! Why the fuck would they make you do that?! You and Harry don't need to cover up!" he shouts at me through the phone.