We'll Make it as a Quintette (on hold)

Chapter 3: What's Wrong With Louis?

~ NARRATIVE ~

It has been a month and Louis has a meeting almost everyday with Modest! and they had been starting to attack Harry too. Unlike Louis, Harry can't be broken by Modest! they try, but Harry is a strong willed person. The other boys, Liam, Zayn, and Niall, are becoming concerned for their fellow band mates. During work Louis is never his usual funny, sassy, and cheeky self. He often brakes down crying, and the boys know this is not a Louis thing to do.

~ HARRY'S POV. ~

Louis has a meeting with Modest! almost every night, and every night he comes home crying, but things have gotten a little better than when he first started having these meetings. Instead of running and locking himself in his room he runs straight to my open arms. Which I have learned to open for him after a few nights of him taking me by surprise and nocking me over. Every night I catch him in my arms and carry him to the couch where I sit down with him in my lap and hold him while he cries. And every night it takes hours but I do eventually get us to sleep. At the beginning of this fiasco Louis was still fairly normal at work with the boys but soon he started to break down there. He started off breaking down once or twice every other day or so, but at this point in time he breaks down at least five times a day. He will always start randomly crying at small things and then he'll crumple up into a ball in my lap. I can tell that he is getting worse so I called a meeting at or flat with the boys while Louis is at yet another meeting with Modest!

It's 6:00 and as if on cue the doorbell rings. Liam, Zayn, and Niall are all at the door looking confused and concerned. I can't blame them, it's not like us, especially me, to call a meeting. Maybe I would set up a sleepover or a hang out time but NEVER a meeting. I invite them in with a nod and they all sit on the couch, sipping the tea I had made for them.

I clear my throat not knowing where to start, "Well as you know," I begin shakily, not knowing how to tell them what has been going on, "Louis has not been his usual self at work and I thought you might be concerned and I also thought you could help," I started fiddling with my hands, mindlessly, out of nerves.

There was a slight pause, but finally Liam spoke up, "Harry what's going on, and where's Louis? What'd you do to him?"

I tensed up, Louis is a really sensitive topic for me and I don't like that homework thinks I did something to him, "I DID NOT DO ANYTHING TO LOUIS!" the boys all flinch and I realise that I yelled so I take a deep breath and calm down. "Sorry, it's not me that has been making Louis the way that he's been. He has been going to a meeting almost every night for a little less than two months now, and if he's not at a meeting I am. Every time he goes to a meeting he comes home crying." The boys had all put their tea down and where looking even more worried than before, I continued on, "T-the first week this was going on h-he wouldn't talk to me, e-every day he would come home crying and he always l-locked himself in his r-room."

By this time I'm crying, Liam comes over to the love seat I'm sitting on and sits beside me, he rubs my back comfortingly, "Sh, sh, Harry calm down."

I smile a little and wipe my eyes, "One night when he was g-gone I was snooping around h-his r-room and I found a box w-with blades and b-bloody rags in it," I stat crying really hard and the boys faces contort into expressions of pure shock.

Niall looks the most horrified of all, "W-wait, Louis was," he motions to his arm as if dragging a blade through it, I nod.

Liam hugs me, and I immediately hide my face in his shoulder, "What are we going to do?" he says.

I look up, Niall is crying on Zayn, blubbering something about how Louis can't do that because he's the one that always makes us happy. I get up and walk to Niall, I take him into my arms, leaving Liam and Zayn looking fairly rejected. I calm Niall and myself down and continue on, "Well, I was thinking," I say with one arm still draped around Niall, stroking him comfortingly, "when he comes home tonight, crying like usual, we could all be here, and we could all have a big group hug, or something, and then have like a little talk and tell him that we're here for him no matter what, and then have some fun, maybe even a sleepover?"

Zayn smiles at the idea, "Sounds like fun, management wouldn't approve, maybe some gay rumors will come out of it or something, it'd be good to rebel a bit."

I like Zayn's view on on my idea, "We could post about our little bash on Twitter maybe even do a live stream!" Liam suggests, obviously becoming excited.

"Yeah!" Niall chimes in, "let's all go to our flats and get ready!"

I smile as they excitedly scramble out of the door, I hope Louis will like this just as much as, and mane even more than us.

~ LOUIS' POV. ~

I'm at my usual meeting with Modest! and the yesterday they had caught me on my phone so they made me shut it off today. All I can think about is Harry, what if he got hurt and couldn't contact me because I had to shut off my phone? What if- "ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO US?!?!" my thoughts are interpreted by their yelling, I wish I could just die.

~ HARRY'S POV. ~

The boys have all arrived back at mine and Louis' flat, we are all busy making a "WE LOVE YOU LOUIS" banner and getting all the fans excited for the live stream of our sleepover. Because the meetings with Modest! are really emotionally exhausting for Louis he always has a chauffeur drive him so we got him on board with A: telling us when Louis was headed up to our flat, and B because Louis now had to shut his phone off during meetings: making sure Louis DOES NOT turn on his phone, so it doesn't spoil the surprise by showing him all our tweets. We had all decided on wearing our onezies and I had gotten Louis' out for him to put on when he got home. We had just finished hanging up the banner when we got a text from Louis' chauffeur telling us that Louis had just exited the car. We all tweet that the live stream is starting and start it. We sit in a circle leaving it so the fans can see the door, "Alright," I say to the fans, "it's time for us to be serious for a moment," I'm almost crying. I just finish talking when the door bursts open, revealing a crying Louis to the whole world, "Boo!" I say, standing up and wrapping him in a hug, Modest! was go to be soooooooo mad, but Liam, Zayn, Niall, and I? It is not emotionally possible for us to care less.

Louis hadn't even noticed the other boys on the floor until he poked his head over my shoulder, "What's this?" he asks.

We all beam and in unison say, "It's our WE LOVE YOU LOUIS slumber party!"

"We're even doing a live stream to tell the fans what's been going on!" Niall chirps.

"T-the fans?" Louis says, sounding quite scared.

"It's okay Boo, everything's gonna be alright," I say and then I kiss him, full on the lips, kiss him, and I make sure the kiss isn't completely chaste, I grab his arse and grind into him a little bit.

Louis is tense and he doesn't loosen up, he pushes me off and looks up at me with wide eyes, "H-harry we're not supposed to do that and you know it."

"I don't care anymore Boo, it's time they know everything."

I kiss Louis again and out of the corner of my eye I see Liam wave awkwardly from the floor, "If you two could stop snogging we might be able to tell the fans what's going on," I flushed red, being little embarrassed.

We all squeeze in tight to fit in the shot, I take Louis' hand and intertwine our fingers. It seems that I'm the one who was doing the talking, "We're here to address some important matters," I look Louis in the eyes for a second and turn back to the camera, "first of all, Louis has been fairly down lately, he usually comes home the way he did tonight, crying, but don't worry, Niall, Zayn, Liam, and I have got his back, we'll help him get better," I looked at Louis and he smiled sheepishly at me. I take a deep breath and and look back at camera, raising mine and Louis' clasped hands, "Now all you Larry shippers might want to take a deep breath," I pause and give to them a moment and I take the time for myself as well, I shut my eyes and take a deep breath, I open them back up and begin smiling like an idiot, "Larry is real." Louis looks up at me, smiling, his eyes are glassed over and teary, he looks happy, so genuinely happy, we kiss, not chastely, not at all.

We fall down on the floor kissing and the boys lean over us to fill in the space we had taken up on the screen, "Alright," Liam says, "now that that's all said and done, tonight we're having a sleepover, but we're going to end the live stream and let the information that we just gave you sink in."

The three of them say goodbye, and Liam picks up the laptop to show me and Louis, "Sorry to interrupt again boys but could you stop snogging for a minute and say goodbye to our fans?"

Louis and I pull apart and wave, "Bye!" we say in unison and Liam ends the stream.