LOUIS' P.O.V.
The five of us walk into Jason's office and Liam, Niall, and Zayn sit down, Harry and I standing behind them. Jason has a grim look on his face, not any different than any other time we met with him. He sifts through the stack of papers in front of him and looks up at me and Harry with disapproval in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, boys, but you've ruined it for everyone. Just because you couldn't keep your dicks in your pants."
What does he mean? I don't understand. Liam doesn't seem to either.
"Jason, what are you talking about?"
"One Direction is nothing. You guys are done. You can blame 'Larry' over there."
Zayn and Niall turn around in their seats to look at us, disgust in their faces.
"We knew you would ruin it for us. We didn't want to be mean, but we never agreed with your relationship. It's sick. Twisted!"
Zayn throws his hands in the air, obviously furious. Niall stands up in a huff, throwing the chair back behind him.
"Seriously, what the fuck? All you two had to do was keep it under wraps and what do you do? The exact opposite! You're both assholes; I can't even be here anymore. See you in hell."
Zayn follows him out and Liam stands up, calmer than the other two, and I know he'll have something supportive to say. He always does. He walks toward us, bringing one hand up to eye level, pointing in my face.
"I knew it would be you. You are the weakest. I knew you'd break. I hope it was worth it, fags."
He storms off, slamming the door behind him. I can't control my emotions and tears stream down my face. I turn to Harry and he doesn't seem shocked. I bury my face in his shoulder, trying to find some comfort but he pushes me away.
"Louis, I can't do this. Liam is right. It wasn't worth it. I don't really love you; I just wanted to have a little fun and it backfired."
As he walks away, I fall to the floor, landing roughly on my knees. I scream at Jason for ruining our lives but he laughs maniacally right in front of me, not caring in the least. He's an even richer man now; why should he care? At that, I rush to the window and open it to get some air. Has my life really come to this? Have I really lost four of the most important people in my life? Harry being the most? I look down at the street, far below me, and see those four lads hop into a car, not thinking twice about me. I can't live like this. On a whim, I climb onto the ledge of the window, Jason still laughing at my pain behind me, and fall, the wind blowing through my hair and clothes. It's refreshing and the moments seems to last forever until...
"LOU! Wake up!"
Harry is shaking me awake violently, making my heart race more than it already was. My eyes shoot open and I see his worried face hovering over me and I sit up quickly, struggling because of the sheets constricting me. I start to catch my breath and look back at Harry.
"You must of had an awful dream. You were shaking and screaming. Are you okay, boo?"
"Yeah. It... It was the worst nightmare, Hazz."
He pulls me into his chest and I lay there, glad to feel him comforting me, unlike in my dream.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"I... We were all in Jason's office and he was yelling at me and you saying we ruined it for
everyone and that the band was done."
He looks at me to continue, rubbing my arm soothingly.
"And... Zayn, Niall, and Liam said awful things to us, things they would never say, and stormed out. When I turned to you, crying, you pushed me away and told me you never loved me. Then, you followed them and I jumped out the window while Jason laughed at me."
