Harry's P.O.V
"W-What?" Niall manages to get out in response of what he has in front of his eyes. Louis' hand was in my hand and our fingers were intertwined. I felt tears glaze my eyes and it took everything to hold myself together. Prehaps we would stop hiding our relationship starting now, unless Louis could come up with a excuse to explain what Niall was seeing.
"Are you.. are you guys gay?" Niall asks in surprise. I feel Louis staring my way but I don't bother to look. I'm counting on him to explain whatever this is but I guess he is counting on me.
"Y-yea.." I stutter letting out a disgusting sob bring my hand to wipe my eyes.
"How long has this been going on for?" He asks staring at our hands locked in one anothers. "Two years mate.. I don't know how we kept it from you guys for so long honestly." Louis mumbles trying to study Niall's face that was painted with confusion.
"Why didn't you tell us befo-"
"We were scared that you guys would judge us or you'd kick out of the ban-" I stutter once again, but Niall cuts me off saying, "Harry, be real. Gay is not a reason to kick someone out of the band, that's discrimination. If you even think we'd think twice about kicking you or Louis out of the band, you're wrong." Niall sighs still studying our position.
I hear Louis swallow. I feel him grip my hand tighter as he opens his mouth to speak. "Promise us one thing." He says, his voice a little shakey.
Niall nods and shuves his hands into his pockets. "Don't tell management.." Louis mumbles gripping my hand even tighter.
Niall sighs then nods in response. Louis sighs in releif, "Thank you.."
"So will I tell them or.." Niall says pointing behind him towards the bunks.
"We can tell them.." I speak up and slide my hand under my nose to stop it from running.
"Just give us a moment." Louis says once more before closing the door and looking at me. He takes me into a hug and starts to rub circles into my back.
"Harry, it's ok.." He whispers in my ear before planting a soft kiss near my ear lobe.
I shake my head and throw my arms around his neck. I cry for a moment on his shoulder hoping Niall can't hear us.
"Management isn't going to find out baby, please calm down." He says right after I let out another gross sob.
"But what if they do, they could get a bread involved!" I say pulling out of the hug. Before I can disgustingly sob again, I cover my mouth and turn around. Then I feel both of his slim arms wrap around my waist from behind as I feel his lips press against the back of my head.
"That won't happen my lovely." He mumbles and presses my back against his chest.
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A week later went smoothly, the boys were a bit shocked but we felt more comfortable now that they knew.
We only had nine more shows until tour was over which meant Louis and I could go back home. I was really missing home, missing our bed, missing our tv, missing our fridge.. just missing everything.
"Hey cute thang". Louis says before climbing into his bunk. I smile sleepily, almost at rest.
"Hi.." I answer back once he gets under the covers. His phone starts to ring and I hear him answer it quickly. I try to listen in to the conversation, but sleep takes over to soon. I wonder who was calling him so late?
Louis' P.O.V
I wake up early the next morning. Management told me I had to get up bright and early and stop by the office, which was about 20 minutes away from here.
Just as I spring up from my bunk, Harry's curtain opens and he peeks to look at me.
"Boo.." He groans closing his eyes. "What is it babe?"
"Where are you going this early.." He says in his morning voice.
"I have a meeting baby, I'll bring you back a coffee or something on the way back." I say giving him a quick grin.
He doesn't respond, his eyes are closed so I imagine he fell back asleep. I lean over to kiss his cheek before leaving the house and heading to the main management building.
Once I arrive I feel a small adreniline rush fill my veins. I open the large doors to the enormous building and head to the main office.
"Louis!" Our head manager says standing up from his desk, heading for my direction.
He pulls me in for a hug and I hug back to be poliete. "How've you been mate?" He asks taking my wrist, leading me to a chair to sit down.
"I've been great and yourself?" I say planting my butt in the chair as he moves to go sit back in his chair behind his desk.
"Fine, thanks." He says resting his hands on his chest sitting back. There is an awkward silence as he stares at me smoothing his hand across his chin feeling the scruffiness of his beard.
"Do you know why you are here, Son?" He says still eyeing me down. "Uhm, no.. I don't actually. Sorry." I say right after clearing my throat.
"Well.." He begins clearing his throat as well. "I have a great understanding that you and one of your fellow bandmates are homosexual, and are dating eachother."
And just at that moment, I feel my heart beat out of my chest. This is not good, but in response I nod. It can't be that bad can it?
"In your head your probably thinking, If this gets out we could probably loose our fans-"
"Actua-"
"No, It's ok Son. I already know. Which is why I hired you a beard to go out in public with. She is my daughter. Her name is Eleanor Calder. She is a fine, young lady. Very mannerly and puts everyone first.. A perfect girl to be seen in public wi-"
"Sir, Harry and I have been hiding our homosexuality from the world for two years now. I'm pretty sure we're fine from here, besides what does it matter being gay?" I say cutting him off.
"If the fans find out, it goes down hill from here. That's what matters. Now I'm not sure if I have to repeat myself but I will do so to get it clear through your head. You will be seen for now on with Mrs Calder in the public. Also, if asked about your relationship status, you say taken by Mrs Calde-"
"You can't do this!" I say a bit harshly.
"I hate to break it to you but I'm afraid I can, and in the end you will thank me for this." He says combing his hands through his hair.
"I'm not thanking you for anything, you're basically telling me I can't have a love life because I am gay." I say on the edge of tears.
"You can, after your carrer." He says proudly. "Also I set up your first date with Eleanor which is booked for the 18th. The day after tour is over."
With that, I stand up and make my way to the door. The last thing I hear is, "No regrets will be made, I can assure you" before slamming the door behind me.
