[continuation of the last scene in Louis' point of view]
"Management?" I heard him snap down the phone.
"Harry, please don't get annoyed at me."
His tone was much calmer. "Shit, yeah sorry boo I just really hate them -'m not annoyed at you"
I sighed. "O-Okay. I can't believe they've done that" I murmured the last part.
"Done what?"
Shit.
"I have something to tell you..."
"Okay, go"
"Management they, they're making,"
Harry's face was acknowledging what I said and he looked expectant.
"Making?"
Deep breaths Louis, deep breaths.
"They have, made me propose to Eleanor."
"WHAT?!"
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At Last. (a Larry Stylinson story)
FanfictionFreedom. That's all that Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson think about. How it would feel to just go out and hold hands and be a recognised couple. But all of that isn't possible due to their band's management, Modest! What will happen when their ban...
