FIFTEEN

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN
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It took me a while to get to the hospital where Louis was. It was almost seven p.m. and I knew it was near the time visitors time ended. So I had to hurry.

I parked my car on the backstreet of the hospital and I ran to the door. When I reached the main hall I took my cell phone out of my pocket and typed a text to Lottie.

"Which is Louis' room?"

"614"

"Thanks."

I made my way to the elevator and pressed the sixth floor. The doors of the elevator opened in front of my eyes, showing the sixth floor. All I had to do left was search for his door.

I found the 614 door and knocked. I could hear Lottie's voice from inside saying "come in".

When I entered the room Lottie walked towards me to say hello and hug me, while Mark was sitting on a corner of the room and he waved politely at me.

Louis was in his bed, talking on the phone. He gave me a smile and made a gesture to wait until he hung up.

"So, where are the twins?" - I asked Mark.

"They stayed with Sallie, because Lottie has to work tomorrow, so I'm going to stay the night here with Louis instead."

"Sure."

I heard Louis mumbling something to the phone in a not very happy tone. I stared at him for a second before sitting on a chair next to Lottie.

When finally Louis hung up his phone, he turned to look at me.

"We need to talk."

"What happened?"

"Guys, can you leave us alone for a minute?"

"Sure." - Mark said.

"I'd probably just go home now." - Lottie added. - "The visitor time it's about to end anyways. Dad's staying the night, so you'll be ok Lou."

"Ok, thanks, Lot." - Louis answered.

She went to the side of his bed and gave him a hug, then she got closer to me again and kissed my cheek.

"See you guys tomorrow."

I watched her and Mark walk through the door and then I made my way to sit at the edge of Louis' bed.

"I was talking with Liam on the phone."

"And?"

"They are threatening him." - He said

"What?! Why?"

"I think he made a live video on Instagram and he named something about our contract when a fan asked him, he thought he was allowed to because we never told him to keep quiet.
The management told him that he couldn't speak about that anymore, that he had to sign new non disclosure agreement documents, and that he would probably have to pay some amount of money too. And they also said to him that we couldn't talk to him or Niall anymore. We have to lose contact with them if we want them to keep their careers. They can't even name us in public. So they are sending them their new contracts, and we have ours at home. I've already signed mine."

"What does it say?"

"Basically, that we can't speak about anything of the things they've done to us. We can't talk about any contract in public, we can't speak about all the shit they put us through, nothing. And they are making Liam and Niall sign the same, except for the part that they can't even talk about us, or our participation in the band."

"What? They can't fucking do that!"

"They threatened with their solo albums too. We can't put them in risk as well. Because if they don't obey this agreement, they will lose their rights on the band too." - Louis explained.

"We won't let that happen. If the two of them lose their rights too, then the only one with the rights is going to be Simon. And we will no longer be able to buy our parts back."

"Exactly."

"What can we do?" - I asked, already defeated.

"Sign those papers. Stop talking about the contracts in public. Stop talking to Liam and Niall. And try to enjoy being a public couple. I don't know, Harry."

"I can't enjoy anything like this."

"Me neither."

"I don't understand, I swear. What's the next step? Do we have to retire from music? Do we have to give up on our careers?" - I said at the verge of crying.

"I think that's what they want." - He shrugged.

I stared at him and I felt the tears already falling down my cheeks. This was all too much for us to handle and I was feeling useless.

"Don't cry, Hazz." - Louis said and extended his arms. - "C'mere."

I moved in bed so I could be closer to him, letting him hug me as I clinged onto his chest, letting my tears roll.

"Wait, I didn't even ask you how you were feeling." - I mumbled as I lifted my head up to look at him.

"I'm fine, babe."

"You sure?"

"Yes." - He nodded with a little smile.

"Do you forgive me for yesterday?"

Louis laughed and rolled his eyes.

"I forgave you hours ago."



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