Our Little Secret//Larry

Chapter 3

Harry's P.O.V

When we all got to the recording studio, Mark from management was there waiting. Louis and I both can stand him. Really none of us can, but mostly me and Lou.

"Gooood morning!" Mark greets.

"What's so good about this morning ?" I mumble under my breath and Louis nudges my side lightly.

"Liam ? Zayn? Niall? Can you step in into the recording booth and ill start the music for your parts," Mark says with a smile. Great. I know that smile. I'm prepared for what's next, but I'm not so sure if Louis is. "Ok. No," starts Mark when the lads are in the booth. They can't hear us, they can only see, so Mark smiles the whole time and fusses us out through gritted teeth. "This is not going to work. What did I tell you ? Harry you stay allllll the way on the right side, and Louis, you stay allll the way on the left side. The rest of the boys, in between the two of you. Got it ? Don't make me have to say it again."

Louis says something quietly.

"What was that?" Mark insists.

"Nothing."

"No, c'mon Louis. I care. I wanna know what you said," Mark tries to say calmly.

"What are you talking about Mark ?! If you cared then you would let me and Harry be together and not make us hide ! So you wanna know what I said ? I said its not fair ! It's not fair to me, or Harry, or Eleanor! So no Mark! I don't think you do care ! Stop pretending!" Louis yells and runs off.

"The nerve of that boy! And to think all I've done for him! Hide his weird secret, then found him a beautiful girl to help hide it even more !"

"All you've done is made us miserable," I say.

"What secret ?" Niall says.

Mark and I turn around to see Liam, Zayn, and Niall with their heads poking out from behind the door of the booth. They must have come out when they saw Lou run off.

"Um. Never mind that boys. Just go back and do your solos again. You sound great."

Louis P.O.V

It's not fair. It's not fair at all. I think as I kick an empty water bottle around in the mens bathroom. Other people don't have to hide. Why should I ? Plenty of celebrities are gay. I don't just don't understand.

The bathroom door opens and I expect it to be Mark. But it's just Harry. "I'm surprised Mark let you come," I say.

"I might have snuck out. What was that?" He questions. "Back there?"

"I don't know Harry. I'm just sick and tired if this. Of all of this !"

"Hey, it's gonna be ok. We just gotta say calm. Do it for us, for the band, and for the fans."

Ughh he's right. I hate it when he's right. He never let's me forgot about about it.

Harry starts walk towards me and wraps his arms around my waist. He smiles before kissing me and I can't help but smile too. His hand feels around trying to find the top of my jeans. Once he does his slips his hand in but at that moment the bathroom door flys open and we both jump off each other.

"Harry why did you-? Oh no. No no. Stop it! You two ! You know what, I'm calling Paul. My office now !" Mark yells. We walk down the halls to Mark's office while he starts dialing Paul's number. He looks mad, but me and Louis can't help but smile.