Strings (Book 2 in the CCHR Series)

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Paul POV

I walked into the room. Already, I knew I wasn't going to like what was going to be said in this meeting.

I managed to make my way to my spot at the conference table, it was a struggle to refrain from punching the smug looks off of their faces.

Modest! Management, was literally hell.

Filled with money-grabbing, degrating, controling, attention whores who would do whatever it takes to make themselves rich and powerful, and to give themselves a squeaky clean image. Even if that means tearing people apart.

That's exactly what they were going to do to Harry and Louis. That was the worst part.

They didn't fucking care.

Harry has been clean, he hasn't self-harmed for at least 4 months, and that's because of Lou.

They're just gonna fucking rip it all away.

He's been genuinely happy, and this plan of theirs is going to ruin him.

I barely paid attention, plotting imaginary ways I could kill my boss.

Near the end of the meeting, the attention was turned to me.

"Agreed, Paul?" My boss, Ryan, said.

"Sorry, I didn't catch anything you said this entire meeting," I said.

Ryan's eyes narrowed.

"You're a lucky little fuck, aren't you? If you weren't our best security manager, your ass would've been out of my building a long time ago." He bit. "Agreed, Paul?"

"I can't agree if I have no fucking idea what I'm agreeing to," I said.

He sighed.

"You're going to tell Tomlinson that he doesn't have a choice anymore. Eleanor contacted us about the pregnancy. There is no way in the depths of hell that Louis is leaving her. She also told us, that Tomlinson and Styles are in a homosexual relationship."

I nodded, loathing where this was heading.

"It has to end. Ms. Calder cannot be seen raising Tomlinson's baby alone, while he is in a relationship with Styles."

I glared at him.

"So what the hell do you want me to say?" I asked, harshly.

"Tell him he can't see Harry anymore. Tell him, he has to be a god damn good actor and convince Harry that he truly doesn't love him anymore. Tell him he has to go back to Ms. Calder, and help her with the baby."

"That's not fair," I said. "You can't dictate who loves who in this world."

"Yes, but I can dictate who is signed at my management company, and who works for me. I advise you to tell Tomlinson soon, wedding arrangements need to be made."

"You're forcing them into marriage?!" I yelled. "That's ridiculous!"

"Unfortunately, it's not your call to decide what happens," He smirked.

"You bastard," I said. "You're ruining BOTH their lives!"

He stood and walked to the door. He paused, just before leaving, and turned.

"Tomlinson ruined their lives," He snarked. "I'm not the one who fucked Eleanor."