harry's pov
Breakfast was good, I guess. Could've been a lot better if we weren't all called down to our managers room only five minutes after I finished eating.
I made my way to the nice bronzed elevators of the hotel and pressed the down arrow as quickly as possible. The doors opened, revealing nobody inside rather quickly so I stepped in and pressed the 4.
I finally made it to the room that I was told to go to and knocked five times. I know he hates when I knock like that, but I'm in a good mood to annoy him.
Definitely since he interrupted my perfect morning of thinking about Isabelle.
The door swings open, revealing Niall with a not so good look on his face.
I furrow my eyebrows and step inside, seeing that a member from Modest Management was talking to our manager.
All of the times I've seen them talking, it's never good.
Sometimes it's about me, sometimes it's about one of my band mates.
Mostly me, though. Apparently I'm the most rebellious when it comes to their guidelines.
When I'm given rules I don't like or if I think they're unnecessary, get this..I don't follow them. They're sometimes over the top.
"Harry, just the young man I wanted to see." The short woman stated with an upset tone, yet still smiling at me.
Yeah, this isn't gonna be good.
"Boys, you can go, this is just for Harry."
Liam, Zayn, Louis and Niall were about to make their way out, but I stopped them.
"Uh, I don't care, you can say whatever it is you have to in front of them." I nodded and she sighed.
"Very well, I'll just get to the point then. I saw photos of you and Isabelle. You know our agreement."
"You see, but we didn't have an agreement. What we have is an empty promise. I'll see and talk to whoever I want. Most people love her, I don't see an issue."
"She's a wannabe. She will just give you a bad reputation. Isabelle is a model that is just starting out. She probably won't even walk in the show this year. You need someone humble and well known to boost the band and your career. You're to be portrayed as the womanizer. So really, you're not supposed to be in long relationships."
"Harry is not a womanizer. He's had about three girlfriends in his life. He never treated one of them wrong so why would you even want our fans to think that shit?" Niall asked, pulling at his hair due to frustration.
"Niall, this is none of your concern."
Louis and Zayn rolled their eyes, Liam chiming in. "So let me get this straight. You want young girls to look up to their idol to see him going through girls like a bag of crisps? That will make the girls' standards rather low and they will expect to be thrown away like that's normal. That's not a role model, and you damn well know it."
I sat down in an office chair that was in the room and our manager quietly tried to lift the situation. "Ma'am, if Isabelle walks this year, wouldn't that make Harry look good? Don't you want One Direction to look good? Rather than douchebags?"
Finally he speaks. He's just been watching me get yelled at. Well, not yelled at but..criticized.
"We have an image and you were supposed to stick to it."
I am just sick of listening to her talk to me like this that I'm about to leave. I'm going to, I just need to find the perfect time.
"He's not doing drugs. He's not involved in any unforgivable scandals. People love Isabelle so let me live their lives!" My manager tried to express to her.
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broken {h.s}
Fanfiction{READ FOSTERED BEFORE THIS} "Unfortunately, I never will stop loving you, Harry." - - They have different lives than they did in high school. Can they find a way to fix what is broken? book 2/2 -SEQUEL TO FOSTERED- warning: mature content