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Take Away My Fears

A Complication

I looked at my watch as I saw the minutes pass. The white leather couch I was sitting on seemed to grow colder by the second as I grew more and more anxious. Management had called me in for a meeting after the interview. Just me. That was never good. They probably wanted to offer me a solo carreer again, just like they had all the other boys. I wonder when they'll get the hint that we like being a band. We work well together, and enjoy each other.

I looked up at the glass door for about the seventeenth time and sighed in relief as I watched the people I'd been waiting for roll into the room. They were reaking bad "aura", I could see it coming off of them in bad waves that looked much like the flames from hell, black and vicious. "Hello Louis. We want to talk to you about this Azinilia girl." They said and I fidgeted in my seat.

"What about her?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. They always sent in the meanest people in management to give bad news, like the nice people can't handle it or something. I'd rather see someone crying because they feel bad about having to say this then see someone look like my pain is their pleasure.

"See, the thing is, is that she just isn't good for your career right now. We know you love her and that you asked her to marry you, but right now it seems like a big step, and the fanbase doesn't like it. They find her... common. We think you should be dating someone more your speed. That's why we think you should be dating the new up and coming pop-star Cassette Taylor!" She said and I shook my head.

"No. This is going too far. I could see if we had just started dating. If we hadn't adopted a kid together, if we weren't engaged. But I love her, and besides! We look at the fanbase everyday, she stalks her twitter and tumblr and everything to make sure thye like her! They love her, I mean not every fan will like my girlfriends, but that doesn't matter who it is. You can't take this from me." I said standing up to make sure they realize I've made my point.

"Louis, think about this! We're just trying to help your career!" One of the meeker ones said, her face looking strangely familiar too me. I shook my head and stared at her, before repeating the 'no' I had tried to just instate there. "Atleast think about it, we have another option for you." She said and then looked at the main speaker smiling. That's when I realized who she was. Eleanor. With her hair dyed blonde and some red glasses.

"Yes, that old girlfriend, Eleanor. The fans liked her. Loved her." The woman said and I shook my head.

"My final answer is no. This is not something I will discuss further with you guys. If you want to discuss it further, then we can go to the very head of management, or in fact, my actual management, Mr. Simon Cowell, but with you, this conversation is over." I said and walked across the olive green carpet, staring at it. I pushed through the glass door, leaving them in the room.

The fact that Eleanor had been in there practically begging for me back seemed so out of character. She seemed so strong, always ready to take on whatever came at her, and this was supposed to be her chance to find someone new, who really loved her.

I walked into the rental house, wishing we were back home, at the apartment in London. This place made me sick all of the sudden, like it was closing in on me. Like I was too far from where I needed to be. I searched the downstairs for someone, anyone when I passed by the stairs, hearing laughter seep from a room at the top of them.

I walked up them cautiously, trying to hear whatever I could from the conversation. I heard Azi's voice first, loud and clear almost as if she was screaming. "I guess they just wanted to talk to him about the tour. I mean there's so much stress on the boys to do good. I feel bad, they overwork sometimes and I'm just like. Stop, be hom with me. I miss you." She said and I heard what sounded like murmurs of acceptance from what must be the other girls.

"So, what new things have you heard from the fans?" Danielle asked her and I pressed my ears against the wall, this I had to know. There were shuffles on what I assumed was the bed as the girls and myself waited for an answer.

"The usual, a lot of the girls are excited for the wedding, a few being silly and asking where their invatations were, when it was, where it was. There were also the usual ones saying we were moving too fast, Eleanor was better, they wished I wasn't there. Then there are the ones that are trying to be mean, but make me laugh. The management wont keep you. Or I'm gonna steal your boyfriend. Or the ever so obvious did you hear about Cassette? Are you worried? I actually had to go look up who Cassette was! I thought they meant a cassette tape!" She said and I suddenly backed away from the wall, not wanting to hear anymore.

I walked into my room and sat on the bed, thinking hard. This was going to be difficult, I mean I loved her sure, but what if management was right? What if Cassette really was a good move for me right now? I mean.. we're technically not married yet right? I can just break it off..

I shook my head again, trying to clear myself of these thoughts when the door opened and Azi walked in, smiling she came and laid next to me on the bed, stretching herself out before cuddling into my chest. "Hey." She said and I nodded at her in response. "Are you okay?" She asked and I shook my head, sighing in defeat.

"I have some bad news." I said and she nodded, urging me to go on, only I didn't think I could. This was all too complicated right now.

~Azi's point of view~

"I don't think we should see each other anymore. I mean, you can go back to your dad's when we get to where you lived at the end of the week, and this can all be over." He said and my mouth dropped. This couldn't be happening.

"What did I do wrong?" Was all I could choke out, I felt my throat closing in and my voice was starting to betray me as it cracked when I pushed out the word wrong.

"Nothing. I just think this was a mistake, we fell too fast, too hard and it was a fluke. I don't even really love you." He said, and that was the icing on the cake. The dam broke and the tears fell freely from my eyes now, welling up and spilling out again and again.

I backed off the bed and stared at him, letting out one last sob before turning and running out of the room and across the hall back into Danielle's room, where Danielle, Perrie, and Gemma sat on the bed, giving me concerned looks. "What happened?" Perrie asked coming up to me and wrapping her arms around me, pulling me onto the bed with the other girls.

"He.. broke up with me." I said and there were variations of gasps that filled the room. I wiped my eyes and looked at all of their faces, which were currently twisted in anger before nodding and continuing. "He said, he doesn't even love me." I whispered and fell back onto the bed, sobbing all over again as the rest of the boys walked into the room.

"Woah! Who called off the wedding here?" Harry said, and I couldn't help it. The tears came crashing out over and over again.

"Louis." Gemma said shooting daggers at her brother with her glares. The boys all grew wide eyed as they looked back and forth between us and themselves. Niall and Liam being the first ones to speak up, their voices working simeltaneously.

"You're serious? He called it off? Like what happened?" They asked and I shook my head, sitting up and wiping the tears off my face as Perrie sat behind me rubbing circles in my back.

"He broke up with me. Said you'd drop me off at my dad's at the end of this week. He said he just desn't love me anymore, and that we were moving too fast and fell too hard." I hiccuped out and the boys looks of anger quickly matched the girls as Harry turned and stormed out of the room. I could hear what used ot be my door slam across the hall and winced as yelling filled the room.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" Harry yelled and I shrunk back into Perrie's arms, who was whispering to me how everything would be okay. They boys looked at me apologetically before turning out of the door and walking into the same room Harry had just entered.

All the girls were holding me, telling me how okay it would be, how the boys would fix it. Only I knew they couldn't, the look on Louis' face told me that. He meant what he said.

~Louis' P.o.V~

The boys came into the room, after Harry all looking fit to kill. I stared at them and prepared for the worst. I deserved it. Harry's fist flew against my face and I cried out, grabbing my jaw. That was the only time Harry ever hit me, and I never thought he would.

"What the hell man?" Liam asked, looking at me skeptically. "You two were perfect for each other, what happened?" He asked and I shrugged, not even wanting to say the words that tumbled out of my mouth next.

"Eleanor. I miss her." I said and their faces all dropped into looks of shock. Harry shook his head, his being the only face that didn't look shocked, but it hurt the most. His face was a mask of pure hatred and disgust towards me.

"No you don't. This isn't real, I can bet you money." Harry said turning back to the boys, who were all nodding in agreement. He turned back to me for a brief moment, his words stinging me. "And if it is, then you're an idiot, because Eleanor will never make you half as happy as she did." He said and followed the boys out of the room.


So, um, yeah. They broke up guys. Serry bout that, I felt it didn't have enough drama. Now it does. Now I REALLY ripped your feels out huh? Had them have sex one chapter and then break up the next, lol perf! I'm sorry.. I'm a horrible person, but hey.. all stories have a happy ending, so now you have something to look forward too...or do you?




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That's terrible!! And that was the last chapter or are there five left?
LovingCurls LovingCurls

she is indeed...
msindietomlinson msindietomlinson
Noooo!! Alice.... is dead??
LovingCurls LovingCurls
Alex and Cotey are actually really good friends of mine, they always come up in like, all my stories. And Alice was just kinda my imagination. I don't believe we can become creative. We are born with it, and we can choose to make it grow or to supress it until it vanishes.
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