NINE

                                    

                                          
CHAPTER NINE
- Edited -
                          
"Oh my God!"
                          
"You did it!"
                          
"You're free!"
                          
Lottie and the twins ran to hug us when they got into the room. They were still shouting with excitement but not a word was decipherable.
                          
"I can't believe you actually did it." - Mark said from a distance and with a wide smile on his face.
                          
Once the girls stopped hugging us, he came closer to hug Louis and then hug me as well.
                          
The picture had been posted only ten minutes ago, but we had our phones blowing up with calls and messages.
                          
My mum called me two minutes before and she was so happy and proud of us that she started crying on the other side of the line. I also talked to my sister and some other friends that called. 
Everyone was jumping from excitement.
                          
But we both were ignoring our managers. We wanted to enjoy this as long as we could.
It was a feeling that we didn't want to lose.
                          
We got a weight out of our shoulders.
                          
Of course it couldn't last very long, we came down of our high when Lottie told us that the paps were already outside the building, and that they were a lot more of them than the last time.
                          
So, around five pm that day, the doctor discharged Louis. And after helping him get dressed with clean clothes and pack his belongings, his family and me helped him move from the bed to the parking lot with the crutches that he had to use.
                          
Once there, I helped him get into the passenger seat of my car. Of course all the paps were all over us, but none of us said a single thing.
                          
The truth was out, there was nothing left to say.
                          
I was finally driving to our home on the outskirts of London. I told Louis that we were going to stay there, without any contact or visitors until we knew for sure what was going to happen with our careers. 
                          
At the moment, the only thing I knew was that Louis needed to be in bed and I needed to take care of him. That was the only thing that mattered.
                          
"What do you want to eat for dinner?" - I asked when we got home.
                          
"I'm not hungry." - Louis replied.
                          
"I'll make some tacos then. You can eat them whenever you want." 
                          
"Great."
                          
"Now go to bed."
                          
He smiled at me and went to our room, walking really slow and trying to understand how to do it with his crutches because of the cast around his broken leg.
                          
"You look beautiful walking like this!"
                          
"Shut up!" - He shouted at me from the bedroom and I laughed.
                          
I prepared dinner for the both of us and took it to the bedroom on a platter. But when I got there, Louis was already asleep.
                          
I left the platter over a night table and took my phone out of my pocket.
                          
I turned the camera on and snapped a photo of Louis sleeping like a little baby underneath the blankets.
                          
And then it hit me, now that Louis had told the world about us, I could do it too.
                          
I opened Instagram to publish that photo of Louis on my Insta stories with the caption "he's home now."
                          
I finished eating my tacos and lied down next to Louis, curling against his body and sighing in content. 
                          
I was closing my eyes when I felt his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
                          
"I love you." - He said into my chest.
                          
"I love you too." - I whispered.
                          
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The next morning I made my mind to answer those phone calls I've been ignoring for the last twenty four hours.
                          
First of all I talked to James, he wanted us to assist at his show, tonight. I asked Louis how was he feeling to go, but he agreed without second thoughts.
                          
After that, I called Jeffrey, my manager, and I knew that was going to be a long conversation.
                          
"Hello."
                          
"What the hell Harry? What is this? What did you try to do? You know you shouldn't have done that. None of you. Now everything is on fire. They want to kick you out of the label. And that's not even the worst part. Harry your contract said that if this ever came out, you would lose your right to use your name and your songs written under this label. You know that right? You are going to lose all your fucking songs Harry. They belong to the label, and after this they no longer represent you. I shouldn't be talking to you. You should call your lawyer. I mean, I can't deal with your stupidity. I'm sorry."
                          
He didn't even let me answer him. He just hung up.
                          
I rolled my eyes and threw my phone away.
I just didn't care anymore.
                          
I looked at Louis who was still in bed after I successfully forced him to eat his lunch and I gave up.
I could do with a few more hours of sleep.
                          
That was until I felt a couple of hands running their fingers on my hair.
                          
"Baby, I know you're tired, but we have to be on James' show in an hour and a half."
                          
Louis was waking me up. 
I opened my eyes and saw his beautiful smile in front of me.
                          
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to sleep that long."
                          
"You haven't been sleeping well, you needed that." - He smiled softly.
                          
"I was supposed to take care of you. How long have you been awake?"
                          
"I'm fine, I was watching you sleep. Now get up and help me get dress, I can hardly move."
                          
"Sure."
                          
I got out of our bed and went to get some clothes for him. This was going to be the first time we go out on tv as a couple. This interview was going to be seen by everyone, we needed to be well dressed, and of course I would match our outfits.
                          
This was actually the very first time we would be doing an interview without a stylist or any crew, just us on our own. And we could decide whatever we wanted.
                          
It was a beautiful feeling.
                          
After I helped Louis, and got dressed myself, I took the car keys and we both got into my car, ready to come out to the world.
                          
I drove the entire way to the 'the late late show live from London' studios, where James received us with opened arms in the private parking lot.
                          
I helped Louis get on his feet and handed him the crutches so he could walk on his own.
I turned to James and gave him a hug.
                          
"I can't believe this is happening, you guys!" - He said as he hugged Louis.
                          
"We neither." - Louis said with a big smile.
                          
"This is going to be epic!" - James screamed and made us laugh. - "C'mon, let's get you ready. It's showtime!"