Blind Alley

Chapter 16.

Hey guys! I'm so sorry for the terrible update! I've actually started with a new Larry Stylinson fanfiction as some of you may already know. It's called Survive. The trailer is here and the teaser is also available on my youtube channel. Just wanted to promote it a bit since it has gotten way better feedback than this one. I will still try my best to update Blind Alley, even though It probably won't be that often. But for now, enjoy this short chapter!

Love always, S.

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When we get to the place were our meeting is to be held, the building is already surrounded by plenty of paps and fans. I almost don't want to get out there. The paparazis are crazy today and I don't really have the energy to deal with it. When we open the car door the first thing we hear is our fans shouting "Larry! Larry! Larry!" In unison. They have made beautiful supporting signs and I can tell it is just as overwhelming for me as it is for Louis. His face brights up after our uncomfortable ride here. He walks over to me and grabs a hold of my hand. He then leans in to my ear.

"Let us put our differences aside for a moment, shall we?"

He suggests. I smile at him and nod. He is probably still mad at me but I really need his support right now. And no matter what, I think he needs mine as well. Prouder than ever we walk in front of the rest of the boys hand in hand. Lights flash in our faces and the reporters are shouting, trying to get us to say something into their cameras. We don't give them the satisfaction of our attention though. The only ones we interact with are our incredible fans. We wave at them and give them thumbs up for their amazing support.

Moments later the meeting is spent like most of them. I sit outside the room while the rest of them have the important discussions inside. This always bothers me. I'm just as much part of this band as any of them. Just cause i'm the youngest one doesn't mean I don't get a say, now does it? I suddenly get a text from Louis. "Come in" It says. Finally.

My heart raises as I walk over to the door. When I get in it is least to say awkward. It is completely silent and everyone's just staring at me. Every one in our management is here. Literally everyone.

"Good to see you Harold. Have a seat."

Simon says. I force a smile at him even though i'm extremely nervous. I take the empty seat next to Louis. He grabs my hand underneath the table and squeezes it hard. I then turn to him and he just gives me a pity smile. Something's wrong here, I can tell. Just by the way everyone's looking at me. It's like they feel bad for me.

"So we've discussed a few solutions to this. Although since you already did an interview there is not really much we can do..." Simon adds.

"So...?" I force. I won't be able to believe or be happy about anything until I get clarification.

"You're free."

He adds. The feeling is indescribable. I've been waiting to hear those words for so many years. It is so unreal. I turn to Louis and he is smiling at me. I feel the tears filling my eyes.

"Are they serious? Are we really...?" I stutter. Louis nods as his eyes turn wet as well. "We're free?"

"Yes we are!"

Louis finally says and we both hug each other. The tears just rush down my cheeks as I bury y face in Louis neck. I'm so happy that i'm crying and crying like a child. Before I know it Niall, Zayn and Liam all join us in a big emotional group hug. I may be wrong but I could swear I even saw Liam shedding a tear or two. This is a moment we've all been waiting for for so long. And it's finally here...

"I love you so much Louis" I sob.

"I love you too Harry"

"I love me too i'm gonna cry" Niall sobs and we all burst out in laughter. I have honestly never been this happy. I never want this feeling to go away, and hopefully it never will.