Two Adopted Girls, Two Gay Men [Larry Stylinson] MPREG

Chapter Six

[Harry's P.O.V]

AN: this is after all a fan fiction, meaning I can make things up, I don't know How record labels and stuff work so I'm just going to make it up and hopefully it seems legit, thanks.

It has been exactly a month today since I had started my YouTube channel, and let's just say 500,000 thousand subscribers, 18 videos, and 700 thousand followers isn't where I saw myself right now.

It was a Monday, and I was sitting on the couch, my Mac book laptop sitting on my laps as I opened up my email.

Beau was at school, Louis was at work, I haven't seen him in a total of 3 days now, since Saturday morning, he had to go back to Doncaster to meet up with his sisters.

It was only 11AM, and I frown when seeing I had gotten an email from a company called 'Modest!', I click on the email and my eyes widen as I read the letter.

Dear Mr Styles,

Mr styles, we are very impressed by your YouTube videos, you have a voice of a star, we would love for you to sign a contract with us, you could be in the music industry in only weeks, have a think and get back to us. We hope to hear from you soon.

Yours sincerely Rob - head of Modest!

AN: once again I do make names and stuff up.

My mouth gapes open, moving like a fish. I didn't know what to think, what to do, how to feel. I felt happy, a record label was reaching out to me, it meant so much to me.

I look at the date the email was sent, 2 days ago.

I immediately pick up my phone, and click on Louis' name.

"Hey love, how are you?" He asks through the phone. "I'm amazing Lou! Guess what?" I ask excitedly as he chuckles, "What?" He says.

"A record label emailed me asking me to sign a contract for them and that they could get me into the music business in only weeks, and I know I never dreamed of doing this when I was younger or anything, yeah sure I used to sing and stuff but I'm so fucking happy, you don't understand." I ramble as he gasps.

"Really? What the hell, yes you should sign up with them, you'll be making money and music, and didn't you tell me like 2 weeks ago that you love singing?" He says and I nod, before realising he can't see me.

"Yeah, yeah I love singing, I don't know what will happen but should I ask to meet tomorrow so we could discuss what happens?" I ask him as he hums.

"You should, get back to them as soon as possible so they know you're keen, I'll let you do that, I can't come over again today, I'm so sorry baby, but I will come tomorrow okay?" He says and I pout, whining.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow." And with say we say our goodbyes and hang up.

I immediately start typing back an reply.

Dear Rob,

Hello, I'm so sorry for not getting back sooner as I had just seen this email today. I would love to get together and discuss what will happen after I sign the contract, when are you available?

Yours sincerely Harry.

I hit send and leave my laptop on the coffee table, I grab a can of Pepsi before coming back and turning the TV on and when my laptop dings, I see an email from Modest!

Dear Mr styles,

If you want to come in as soon as possible, tomorrow at 10 would be good. We all will discuss about what will happen.