Liam, Zayn and Niall already arrived but Harry didn't talk a word at all. He tries to look and act the most upset he's possible to.
A few minutes later, the door opens and Louis walks in to the room. He really does look bad. His eyes are red and his cheeks wet from crying. Out of the corner if his eyes, Harry can see Simon looking between him and Louis, smiling.
How can someone be that disgusting? He's just so mean.
Harry can see the boys worried faces but he tries to focus on his shoes because he can't look at Louis without starring and he won't look at the others. It's the best to not take note of them otherwise they will ask him what's up with him and Louis.
"So, Louis you finally arrived? Not really in time... Anyways, I wanted to talk to you because of your new songs. I already-"
"Simon we already have some drafts. And there are also some finished songs. Harry wrote them and I think they are great"
"Thanks Liam but Harry already showed me the songs. I think they aren't good and they are way to sad, for example 'Two ghosts'. Chris, your new Songwriter already had some great ideas for a few songs"
"Why can't we also use some songs that WE like, Simon? I think Harry's songs are great too so why shouldn't we also use those?" Niall looks over to Simon, waiting for a response.
"Because your songs are very childish and useless. Get this inside your head okay? And now let's go through the songs Chris wrote"
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These high walls || L.S.
Fanfiction!TW! Harry thought it would be easy. He thought love is unconditionally. At this point Harry was wrong. He had to bear the risk for the love of his life. But sometimes, trying to protect is not enough.
