WHAT IF [L.S]

EIGHTEEN

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
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Next morning I woke up and cleaned the whole mess I've done the night before.

I was having a big hangover that I hoped some aspirin would calm down.

With a coffee on my hand I sat on the desk again as I did the previous night, but this time trying to find a loophole in the new contract. That was our only chance.

After an hour my head was burning, but finally I came up with a plan, a plan that would give Louis and I, and all the people around us, the freedom of speaking we deserved.

I had talked it through with my personal lawyer before doing anything, I needed to confirm if I was right or not.  But, to my surprise, he gave me the green light. 

First of all I needed to get James, Nick Grimshaw and Lottie on board. My sister Gemma was already at my house, helping me make my bags to go live with her for a couple of days. I wanted to be discreet, so I wasn't going to take any of my cars, she'd drive me on hers.

I called Lottie and explained everything to her, she wasn't so convinced about it, but she finally agreed. And also, she gave me her word that she would not say anything to Louis.

As for James, I needed him to give me some space on one of his shows next week to openly speak to the world. He was on board as soon as he heard my proposal.

The same happened when I called Nick. He told me I could count on him for everything.

So I did not only get a space on open television, but on Radio One as well.

Of course I wanted to call Niall and Liam for help, but due to the contract I couldn't speak to either of them. 

The second part of the plan involved even more people. But that was yet to see. I hoped Lottie would help with it.

Everything was on track. Gemma and I were on our way to her house, I've already spoken to everyone and I couldn't be more excited.

"Hazz?" - Lottie asked on the other side of the phone. - "Louis is asking why aren't you here."

"You know why. Invent him something." - I answered.

"Like what?"

"Something like, I don't know. Tell him that I need some time to think."

"Ok, he also asked if you could pay the labels his 30 millions from his account. He says you already know his password or something."

"Ok, I can do that."

"He wants you here, he says he's not angry at you anymore."

"Lottie, please stop. I'm not going. I need to do this. Then he'll have me for the rest of his life."

"Should I say that to him?"

"No. I mean, I don't know. Say what you think it's best. Bye."

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Once we got to Gemma's house I told her not to bother me for a couple of hours.

The first part of the plan consisted in exposing SYCO Music and Modest Management publicly on different platforms and media, and for that I needed also different witnesses and people who were or still are under those labels.

I needed as many people as possible. I was going to call the girls from Fifth Harmony and Little Mix, and as much as the "X factor" Victims as I could.

I couldn't count on Niall or Liam because I couldn't speak to them, so that was a problem. But I could and I was going to, even if Louis hates me because of this, call Zayn. 

I knew I could count on him for this. 

"Hey mate! It's been a while since we last talked. How are doing? How's your daughter?"

"Hey! Great, thanks for asking. She's beautiful, I can't leave her side, not for a second. What about you? I've seen you guys on the news lately."

"Yes, that's kind of the reason I called. I might need your help with something."

"Louis doesn't know you are calling me, right?"

"No."

"What is it?"

And so I explained to him what I needed him to do, he hasn't been very public for the past years, but he agreed to do this, to go public and help me expose all the cruelty and the discriminations that Syco Music made to us, during an interview with Nick Grimshaw. 

And I was hoping that maybe, just maybe, this would make Louis forgive him. 

Or maybe he would hate us both, you can never know for sure with my husband.

After I hung up with Zayn and I've called everyone I knew who could help with this, I started to think of the next step of the plan.

My lawyer and I were preparing a lawsuit to send to the labels, while I was also writing a huge letter to read on the James Corden's Show.

In the last two hours I've hired a new community manager who would help me, we already came up with a hashtag to make the exposing day even bigger. 

This all will be next week, all of the artists are going to speak in public and on their social media under the exposing day hashtag.

If all works as planned, this should be huge.