The next morning you were confused. You were confused as to why I didn't say goodnight to you last night. You were confused why I didn't eat dinner with you last night. You were confused about my tweet and you were confused when I denied your offer to go out to breakfast. I lied to you again, I told I was feeling ill. I'm sorry Harry. You deserve to know, but I can't tell you.
No I'm not picking the fans over you, I'm doing what's best for all of us. I'm sorry, I wish I could tell you. I want too, but I can't. I hope that one day you will be able to forgive me for my wrong doings.
I hate myself for not telling you. I hate myself for signing that contract. I hate myself for being so cold to you. I hate myself for not realising sooner that I was I love with you. I went along time hating myself Harry, I still hate myself to this day! but you remind me how to feel love again. You remind me what love it. Thank you Harry.
I'll be honest with you, even if I was allowed to tell you I don't think I would. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself for hurting you like that. But then I think about if it would hurt you more thinking I hated you or something silly like that. I could never hate you Harry. I love you, and I'll never stop.
Later that day you left to go do some shopping. You checked on me a few times before you left to make sure I was feeling better. You asked if I needed anything, I said no. Then after you asked me one more time, and I said no, you left. You gave me a small smile before you left. It was a beautiful smile.
After you were gone for about two hours, thats when I got a call. The call was from management. I didn't want to go meet with them, but they said I either get up and go to them or they were coming to me. I quickly threw on some clothes and went to their office.
I sat in the same room I was in the day before. I hated the atmosphere of this place. It brought back harsh memories. The though of it made tears come to my eyes, but I quickly sniffled them away.
The same management team came in as yesterday, except they had somebody els with them. She had brown hair and a thin figure. I had absolutely no clue who it was.
Management sat down, as well as the mystery girl. Then they explained to me what would be happening.
The First thing was the girl. Her name was Eleanor. She was to be my fake girlfriend. I hated this so much. There was absolutely nothing about this that I liked. I wanted to scream and break everything inside the room but I kept my cool. Then those bastards gave me rules. I didn't pay attention to any of them, but one did catch my attention. It was horrible. -Nobody, especially Harry, is to know anything. Everybody is to think that this relationship is real. If anybody finds out you're both in deep shit-
That day they forced me to go out with her. She understood the situation, and she said she would help me get through it. I was thankful for that. She told me that the only reason she did this was because her father, a member of modest!, Told her if she didn't she was not allowed to be with max, the man she really loved. I understood her situation completely. We decided that we would help each other, it took us a while to figure out how to help each other, but eventually we did.
I'm sorry Harry. I wish I could have told you. I wish management would have spared your feelings. You didn't deserve any of this. It's my fault I fell in love with you. It's all my fault.
I'm sorry Harry.
