One Direction Preferences

43. Management tells Him You Have to Break Up

Harry: 

“I’m scared,” You whispered, looking over at Harry. He looked at you, and reached over for your hand. He pulled your hand to his lips and kissed it softly. “Everything will turn out fine.” He said reassuringly, nodding. You took a deep breath. Last night, Harry got a phone call from his manager, Frank. He said that the three of you; Frank, Harry, and yourself needed to have a meeting the next day at 3 on the dot. He then proceeded to say that it was urgent and extremely important. Your heart was racing ever since Harry ended the call. Why would they need to talk to you? They’ve never needed to talk to you… only Harry. As you sat on the cold, fold-up chair awaiting for Frank to step out of his office, and tell you the important news. You sat there in your seats, for about twenty silent minutes. The door finally opened and Frank stepped out of his office. “Harry… (y/n)… please come inside,” He said, holding the door open for you two. Harry held tightly onto your hand as the two of you walked into the office. Inside the office was a couch facing Frank’s desk, which had piles of papers stacked on it. “Take a seat… please,” He said, pointing to the couch. Harry sat you down and then plopped down beside you. Frank went behind his desk and leaned back on his chair. “So why are we here?” Harry asked, glaring at Frank. Frank cleared his throat and sealed his lips. “I’m trying to think of a proper way to say this…” He said, tapping his lips with his index finger. He then sighed and leaned in towards the two of you. “Look. You know I love the both of you very, very much. I really do…” Frank said. “But…” Harry said, trying to squeeze out what Frank was trying to say. Frank coughed. “Management thinks that the two of you should split because your popularity rate is going on a major decrease… and the fans don’t like her for whatever reason. We want you to be single Harry again… wild, daring, flirty Harry… not madly in love with (y/n) Harry.” You felt your heart drop. Your stomach clenched and you felt like you were about to burst. You looked over at Harry. You could feel his anger. He shook his head. “So what you’re saying is that you want me to just leave (y/n) just so the band can become more popular?” Harry asked, shaking his head. Frank shook his head, yes. “That is what we are asking.” Frank said. “Well listen here, bud. Number uno- If our fans are less interested in the band just because I’m dating someone I truly love, then I honestly don’t think these fans are loyal. I mean… I love the fans but if they can’t accept me for who I am, then why bother? Number two- I love (y/n). I love her more than… more than anything in this world.  She means everything to me, and the fact that you think that you have the right to tell me not to love her anymore is absurd! And lastly… number three; I will NOT leave her, no matter what you say or how much you bribe me. You could pay me with the moon and I wouldn’t leave her. So… as much as I love you Frank, I’ve got to tell you and all of management to politely FUCK the HELL OFF and LEAVE MY LIFE ALONE. Good bye.” Harry shouted, shooting up from his seat. “Come on… let’s go, (y/n),” Harry muttered, glaring at Frank. You shot up from your seat, smiling brightly. Harry tightly wrapped his arm around your waist and walked out of the office. He kissed the top of your forehead. “I love you,” You both said at the same time.

Niall:

 

"Well… hello boys," Simon said with a smile as the five boys of One Direction spilled into the large dressing room. "Please… have a seat," Simon said with ease. There were 5 hollywood chairs. Each boy sat down and faced Simon. "So…. there is a few things that we need to discuss that will be happening within the next few months, okay?" Simon asked, nodding. The boys nodded in response. "Okay… the first thing- we head over to America next month… and the first place you guys hit is Miami. I do NOT want to see one photo of either you or you or you or you or you," He said, pointing to each and every member, "To be seen with a joint or cigarette in your presence. You guys got a very bad rep last time that happened." Simon said, shaking his head. "Secondly- Please tone down your affection for each other. The hugging and kissing each other is fine but just tone it down a little." Simon said. Louis and Harry smiled at each other creepily. "And lastly… Niall- you need to break up with (y/n)." Simon said, as if it were no big deal. "W-what?" Niall asked, shocked. "Listen. The fans hate her. They hate the fact that they’re favorite blonde Irishman isn’t open no more. They want you to be single and ready to mingle,” Simon said in a feminie tone, raising his eyebrows. Everyone laughed, except for Niall. “So you want me to break up with my girlfriend just so the fans can have me for themselves?” Niall asked, both angry and on the verge of tears. Simon nodded. “If you don’t break up with her, your career is going to go down the drain.” Simon reasoned. Niall placed is hand over his eyes and took a deep breath. “Y-you can’t do that…” Niall said, tears in his eyes. “Simon… I understand where this is coming from… but what you’re doing is wrong,” Liam said, standing up for Niall. “You can’t tell him that he has to end a relationship with someone he loves just because you want him to.” Harry said, rubbing Niall’s back. “This isn’t the first time you and management have interfered with our lives,” Louis snapped, looking over at Harry. They smiled. “All of you at management need to leave our lives alone. You can’t keep messing with our styles and telling us to change who we are just because you don’t approve.” Zayn said, shaking his head. Niall cleared his throat. “You can’t catogorize my career and my love life together… because they’re not connected at all. My career is something everyone knows about and has the right to know about. My love life is personal and not for anyone but myself and (y/n) to fix or change. All of us know that if the fans were true fans then they wouldn’t care if I was single or not. I mean… fans tweet me all the time saying they think (y/n) and I are perfect for each other! And those are the best fans because they know that she makes me happy and they love to see me with a smile on my face. I know that not everything I’m saying makes sense… but-,” “No… I understand.” Simon said, nodding. “I respect everything you’re saying, Niall. I apologize for interfering your life.” Simon guiltily said. “So…. that’s all for today, boys. I appreciated this talk.” Simon said with a slight nod. All the boys stood up and walked out the door, ignoring Simon’s will to shake their hands. The moment the last person (Zayn) shut the door behind them, Niall gave the boys a huge hug. “Thank you guys… I love you,” Niall said, squeezing all of the boys tightly. They smiled and giggled. “We love you and (y/n) too.” Louis said, kissing Niall’s cheek. Niall giggled like a school girl. “Me too,”