Before Me and You

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

*Bzz, bzzz, bzzzz!*

I lifted my head from the pillow it was smashed on and tried to find the source of the noise. It was coming from Harry's phone. I shook Harry until he was awake and signaled to his vibrating phone on the bedside table. He sat up in bed and grabbed it just in time.

"Hello?" His husky morning voice came out as he talked to someone on the other line.

I looked over at the plugged in desk clock, 7:53. Who the heck would call us this early in the morning? I sat up and heard Harry wrapping up the conversation

"Yes, okay we will. Okay, bye." He pressed end and looked at me, his eyes tired.

"Who was that?" I questioned wanting to know the culprit who woke me up.

"Management." He answered, and my face dropped.

"What now?" I groaned throwing my head back. Harry chuckled and I gave him the evil eyes. "In not even in this band, and I haveto see them more than the other boys!"

"I know, love." He patted my shoulder.

"You're crap at comforting someone." We both laughed as tired as we were.

"Yeah, I know. They want us in the lobby in five minutes." He dropped the bomb.

"Five minutes?!" He nodded. "I just woke up!"

"Me too!" He laughed again. "Come on, let's go."

We had rushed down to the lobby both wearing sweats and a jumper, hair still messy and met up with management. It was two men from corporate who brought us into a secluded room that the hotel uses for parties. We sat down at one of the tables across from them and waited for the long rant we knew was coming.

"So, do you know why you're here?" One of them asked.

We both shook our heads. He threw A magazine down on the table to us. Harry picked it up and our mouths both dropped. It had a picture of me from last night sitting alone at the table when I was about ready to leave. The other picture was of Harry talking to that blonde girl from last night. The cover titlesaid "Is player Styles back? Is he cheating on his girlfriend, Olivia Collins?" I let out a deep breath of air that I didn't even realize I was holding in. Harry sighed and handed the magazine back to the two men.

"Do you realize how damaging this is to your reputation, Harry?" The other guy, slightly heavier, spoke up angry already.

"I was just chatting with her." He defended himself.

"No, when you chat with a girl it means you're flirting with her."

"No it doesn't!" He yelled back. I put my hand on Harry's shoulder to calm him down a bit. He let out a sigh and fixed himself back into the chair.

"Harry," The chubbier one sounded more calm now. "we know you have a lot of charm with the ladies, but since you're dating you can't be seen with other women."

"That's not fair! How are we actually supposed to find love, we're just fake dating!" Harry spat back.

"You two signed a contract saying that you would date until your bad boy image would disappear, obviously it hasn't yet!" He yelled holding up the magazine.

"Just lay low and don't let this happen again." The leaner man said to us. I rolled my eyes.

"When is this going to be over? I mean, I love Harry and all but I didn't think this would go on for a year and a half now." I folded my arms across my chest wanting to have my say in all this.