Simon Says

"BULLSHIT"

Harrys POV
I woke up the next morning confused. I look over to my alarm clock. 7:45. It's too early. I don't even remember how I got in bed.
Then it all hit me. I look over to see if he's still here. No ones here....he left.
Typical Louis.

I look down to see if I'm still clothed .....yup. If we didn't sleep together, then what did we do? I can't remember anything after the kiss.
I get up to shower but my phone rings.

"Hello?" I said

"Hi, Harry it's Sarah from Modest we are having another meeting since.....well you know....but it's in an hour in the main conference room."

"Okay thank you." I hung up.

I was mentally preparing myself for what was to happen next. Would Louis still be mad at me or would he still love me?
I try and push the thoughts in the back of my mind.

~~*~~

"Harry, glad you could make it mate!You weren't THAT hurt..." Liam joked.
I gave him a smile and walked in.
The first person I saw was Louis.
He glanced at me but turned away quickly.

Zayn wasn't sitting next to him like usual.

I could feel the whole room stare at me and my cheek. Was it really that bad?
I took a seat between Zayn and Liam while Niall and Louis sat on the other couch.

"Thank you all for coming....again. So as we were saying before...", Simon looked at Louis.

"We obviously brought you here for a reason", Simon said. "Ummm", he coughs.

"Get on with it!", Zayn scoffs.

"...Yes well....it's about the interview, Harry", he says.

"Alright.....what about it?", I ask.

"That was a really....close call don't you think?", Simon asks.

Everyone was silent.

"What are you going on about?", I ask, sitting up.

"We all thought it was a bit of a close one, not saying it was your fault...even though I specifically told them not to ask about rumors..." he mumbles, "But nevertheless it happend....and you weren't prepared. I mean, we understand but...have you seen all the videos of your face?", he asks.

"You looked shocked and caught; like you thought she knew something!", he exclaims.

"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?!" I push myself up.

"It was obvious mate." Liam says; trying to get me to sit back down.

"So what, exactly, are you saying?" I ask again: this time through my teeth: to Simon.

"I....I just think there's more we can do to prevent, you know, things like that from happening.", he suggests.

"Yea like you doing your fucking job!" I take a step closer. There is no way they are going to try and blame me for this shit.

"Harry they tried... trust me.", Liam pleads.

"BULLSHIT!!!" I yell.

"No need to get angry Harry...we found a way; a way that will change everything." he assures me.