The fault in our management

Just stop you're crying

A/N- may be triggering parts read at your own risk.

"Dammit Louis! Cant you do you anything right?! One thing! That's all we asked of you was one thing and you couldnt even do that?? Why? Why can't you just hide it like we asked? Why? Dammit now we have to do damage control and you know what that means."

I was currently finding my feet entertaining during the lecture I was receiving from management for hugging harry on stage last night, well that was until I heard that last part.

"What?? You can't do that!"

Suddenly all eyes were on me in the room and I felt small very small. Why couldnt harry be here? He was way better at standing up to the modest team and getting the fair treatment but perhaps that's why they only brought me. I sighed when I saw him with a glare and steam practically falling from his ears.

"Louis William Tomlinson! You do not get to tell us what to do. You are going to date Eleanor and that is final. I don't care what you want or think should happen. We are your team and we decide what is best for you. Being gay is not whats best. Right now you are a complete disgrace to this industry and we are trying to save not only you but your career. Now leave before I change my mind and just decide to kick you out of this band and create a scenario that never involves you or harry again."

By the time he was finished all I could do was nod my head and run out of the room. I dont do feelings. I don't do crying, especially not in front of them, or anyone but the thought of being away from harry and never seeing him again was enough to break my heart a million times over. I just couldnt handle it. Harry made me strong. He made me believe we could do anything we wanted even if the whole world was against us. But right now harry wasnt here. No he was at that stupid interview with the lads telling the entire world I was sick because that was the excuse I had to give them in order to go to that fucking meeting.
I guess I wouldve known they had already come back from the interview had my sight not been completely blurred out from all the crying I've been doing in the last twenty minutes, but you know how my luck is. Exactly. There is none.

I was running through the hotel to get to my room when I ran  into a hard chest. Fucking great someone else gets to see me cry now.
"Woah lou? You okay? Whats wrong babe? What happened I thought you were sick, you shouldnt be out of bed."
Before I knew it I was in his arms being carried back to the room. That voice. His voice was what I needed to hear. He's the one I've wanted to see all day. So instead of arguing with him or trying to explain why I was such a mess, I cuddling myself against his chest holding onto him as if he was going to disappear before my eyes. But in my case, he just might...

A/N- sorry this was such a sad chapter babes but I wanted to give you guys an idea of how management treats Louis before we get into other details. Leave some love and comment your thoughts. As always lots of love to you guys! Thank you x