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Chapter 39: A Meeting with Modest Part 2/2

Basorexia was deleted bc I don't have time to update that much anymore. Sorry it's too short and it wasn't very good but next one will be better. (I wrote this in an airplane so...)

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I love you guys so much and if you've been here since the start (Hate Account in late 2012) then I want to kiss your face!

And to the haters? lol go suck a dick :D

<3Chapter dedicated to Elena_harry_1D

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"Come in guys," Davis motions us with this hand over the seats in front of his desk. "Take a seat, don't be shy."

"We're not shy." Louis spits and Liam slowly puts his arm around his shoulder and whispers something into his ear, making Louis nod and stay quiet.

When we sit down, Zayn is next to me and Louis is in the other side. I carry the baby now, making Davis look how happy we are. His eyes are not on Liam, Niall, Louis, Zayn, Harry and not even me, just on Zachary. He puts his chin on his fists and looks up at me.

"Good morning," I don't know if his greetings are directly to me but I don't answer, not even the boys. "I see you guys are a bit spiteful."

"You tried to ruin the band and you tried to ruin our happiness. We shouldn't even be sitting here." Zayn raises his voice and I put my hand on his thigh, hoping he get the message for him to calm down. He grabs my hand and when I think he was about to take it off of his thigh, he intertwines our fingers and leave our hands there.

Davis notices our hands and sighs, "I apologise for pushing you lads into something without knowing what you felt. It was unprofessional of me and I'm honestly very sorry for my actions and the hurt I caused on you, especially to you Zayn."

"To all of us," Zayn rubs his finger on the top of my hand as he starts to bounce his knee. Zachary's head is on my shoulder and I can't help to start thinking, right here, how my life has changed. "but you knew what you were doing, you knew what we felt. Don't hide that."

"You made Harry and I stay away from each other even though we were best friends. You made him look a manwhore, you didn't want Liam and me going on dates with girls," Louis adds and then looks at me, "you tried to ruin a relationship... that's sick of you."

"I know what I did, thanks." Davis takes out a paper.

"Yeah? You don't look very sorry, mate." Now Niall speaks, "Tell us what this meeting is about because we didn't came here to waste time."

"Chelsea... did you remember what you said after I fired the band? Something about love..."

"That what months ago, Da-"

"Your life must be messed up to be treating like this to people. These boys you fired are the sweetest people on earth. They all wanted to be happy and you made it worse- Give them a chance, Davis. They're humans just like you, they have feelings. Zayn only wanted to save our love-" I sighed, "What would you know about love? You have never been in love, have you?"

Davis' mouth opened and he looked at a photo on his desk, about a woman. He sighed and put the picture frame down.

Did I warm is heart?

"I don't need your rant, Moore." Davis grabbed me by the arm and opened the door, pushing me out.

"Love doesn't exist. It's all in your mind. It's a mental illness! You'll see." He shut the door on my face.