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Behind Closed Doors {Larry Stylinson}

Chapter 24

CARA’S P.O.V.

Yesterday was awful. I’m trying the best I can to fix this mess I have created, but I only seem to be making it worse. I never realized how much of an asshole Jason is. I saw how he treated the boys when we were in France, but it just seemed like precautionary actions so that their careers wouldn’t be affected. He seemed nice when Harry took me there to sign my contract, but now I know he was just trying to trap me. I roll over in bed, knowing I won’t be able to fall back to sleep with my mind running like this, even though it’s quite early. Suddenly, my phone starts to buzz on my nightstand. It doesn’t stop buzzing, so I know its a phone call. I pick it up and see Harry’s name on the caller ID. I don’t want to be yelled at for my stupidity, but I’m honestly just grateful he would talk to me at all. I quickly slide to answer before he can change his mind.

“Harry?”

“Hey, Cara.”

“Oh my god, I’m so glad you called me. I’m so-“

“Hey, it’s not like it was all your fault. I shouldn’t have ignored you and I’m sorry if Louis scared you.”

“No, he had every right to be angry- god, I feel awful.”

“That makes two of us...”

His voice trails off and we stay silent for a while before he continues.

“Anyway, the reason I called is because I have an idea. I heard you went by Modest yesterday-“

“Oh, god. Yeah, Jason wasn’t very understanding. I didn’t tell him anything- he didn’t really give me the chance to say anything. He just yelled.”

“Yeah, he’s quite fond of yelling... I think we can bargain with him though. It might be dangerous, but I want to try something.”

“What did you have in mind?”

“Can you come over?”

“Of course! I’ll be over in an hour.”

“Great, thanks. Cara, it really means a lot.”

“Harry, I’ll do anything to make up for all of this.”

“I’m hoping we can.”

I hang up the phone and climb out of bed to take a shower and get ready, anxious to know what Harry
supposes we do.


HARRY’S P.O.V.


“Okay, Cara. You sure you’re ready?”

She takes a deep breath as we prepare to step out of the car in front of Modest.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

“Just don’t let him get in the way. Remember, we have control.”

Liam turns around from the driver’s seat and gives a nervous grin.

“Be careful, guys. I’ll be around the corner.”

I nod and pat him on the shoulder as I climb out of the backseat, Cara just behind me. I walk confidently to the
front door hold it open for her. When we enter, we approach Karen’s desk and she holds up a finger, quickly ending her phone call.

“...okay, yes, you too. Bye.” She looks directly at me and Cara with a forced smile. “What can I help you with?”

“We’re here to see Jason. He doesn’t know we’re here.”

“I’ll call up.”

She picks up the phone and presses a few buttons before speaking again.

“Jason, Harry and Cara are here to see you.... okay.... yes... I’ll let them know.”

I kept my gaze on her the entire time and she seems flustered.

“Go on up; he’ll see you now.”

Cara follows me to the lift and we stand awkwardly as the doors close, finally breathing normally once inside.

“I’m nervous-“

“Shhh. Me too. I just hope he doesn’t realize it’s fake.”

We laugh anxiously and try to push the idea out of our minds. Jason wouldn’t be able to tell. I just had to keep telling myself that so I wouldn’t lose my confidence. The elevator doors open and we walk to his office. I see him through the glass door and know there’s no turning back now.

“Here goes nothing.”

I whisper lightly to Cara as I open his office door and his head shoots up.

“Oh, thought you had disappeared. Why haven’t you answered your phone?”

“Uhh. It died. Doesn’t matter anyway-“

“I thought you were sick. You don’t sound like you have the flu.”

“About that-“

“If you’ve been with Louis, I swear to god-“

He stands up from his chair and I move forward angrily, approaching his desk with fury.

“What? What are you going to do? I don’t think you’ll want to fuck with me after we show you why we came
here.”

I turn and look at Cara and she shyly steps forward, envelope in hand. I place my hand on her shoulder and encourage her to speak.

“First of all, I would like-“

She speaks feebly and Jason interrupts like the prick that he is.

“I can’t hear you. Speak up.”

She clears her throat and I can see the disgust pass over her eyes as she speaks much louder.

“First of all, I would like for you to know how much I disagree with what you’ve put these boys through. What right do you have to separate them the way you do? I understand keeping things under wraps for now for publicity, but you take it too far. Therefore, I want out of my contract.”

“Cara, Cara, Cara...” He speaks to her like she’s a child, in such a demeaning way. “We talked about this yesterday; you aren’t getting out of it.”

“I think this will change your mind.”

She drops the envelope on his desk and crosses her arms confidently. He holds it in his hand and opens it
slowly, watching our reactions all the while. I look at him, anger burning in my eyes, as he pulls out the staged photo of me snorting cocaine. He tries to look calm and unnerved but I can see his eyes bulge at the picture. He stares at it for a long time before looking back at us.

“What the hell is this?”

I step forward and kindly let Cara stand to the side.

“It’s what you’ve made me become. You’ve turned me into a person I wish I didn’t know. Don’t worry, I already know you don’t give a shit about any of this, but I do know what you care about.”

I step closer so that my thighs are hitting his desk and I lean over, my face inches from his. Spitting in outrage, I raise my finger to him.

“You’re going to let Cara out of this mess and you’re going to help me and Louis see each other out of the public eye or this picture will go viral.”

He looks dumbfounded for about a minute and begins his next rant in a booming voice.

“Why on earth would you do something so dumb? You’ll be ruining yourself, you idiot! We’ve made it so fucking simple, but you can’t seem to keep your hands off each other and now you expect us to HELP you and Louis? That’s grand. Let’s just start planning your wedding. What made you think this would be a good idea? Honestly, Harry, I knew you were stupid, but-”

“Shut the FUCK up. Stop talking to me that way. I’m so sick of it! Yes, I DO expect you to help me and Louis. We have no problem cooperating with you to a degree, but you need to make it easier for us to do so. What’s done is done. This picture will be all over twitter in the next thirty minutes if we don’t sit down and take care of this situation like adults. Cara’s documents will be voided and we need to figure out a reasonable agreement.”

Cara is pacing behind me and once I’m done speaking, cuts in, heatedly.

“I know a lot of important people who would love to print in their magazine the secret lives of the biggest boy band on the planet. How does that sound? You don’t even see them as people anymore, do you? They have feelings and you treat them like puppets that make you loads of money.”

She steps back with wild eyes, catching her breath. Jason falls back into his chair and runs his fingers through his hair, looking back at the photo. He finally sets it down and puts his hands up defensively.

“Sit down.”

I can’t tell where this is going, but I need to find out. We both sit in the chairs opposite him.

“We don’t need to take it so far. How about we make a compromise.”

I shift in my seat, feeling the need to make snide remarks.

“I didn’t know ‘compromise’ was in your vocabulary.”

He looks at me with annoyance, rolling his eyes as he continues.

“I think we can work something out, but Cara, I’m sorry. You can’t just leave the contract. That would leave
you to do whatever you wanted, like releasing something like this.”

I roll my eyes and look at Cara, who is still calm, waiting for his options.

“We can, however, loosen the reins. We can have you two around each other every so often, but without the requirements that are now set. We can discuss that later this week so the lawyers can draw up a contract.”

Cara sits back and nods in agreement, obviously hopeful for a smooth ending. Jason looks at me next.

“Harry, what exactly do you expect us to do?”

“Don’t try to keep us from being at each others’ flats. We’ll be careful about it, I promise.”

He sighs and nods reluctantly.

“Fine, we’ll set up an appointment and get things squared away. Get out of my office; go tell your boyfriend the good news, I don’t give a shit.”

Cara and I excitedly stand up and walk out the door, trying to contain the thrill in our step. When we get in the lift, I call Liam and I can’t wipe the smile off of my face.

“Come pick us up. We need to go to see Louis.”

Notes

Hello everyone!! Thank you for all the wonderful comments!! <3 You are all such wonderful readers; I couldn't ask for better. PLEASE KEEP COMMENTING.

Will Cara and Harry's plan go through as planned? How will Louis react to everything? Will he even want to see Harry?

Comments

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Omg its 5 a.m. where I live. I've been reading your story all new night. Its AMAZING! You are a brilliant writer. I've fallen in love with Larry... More than I already was lol I hate to stop reading but I should probably get to sleep. I can't wait to finish this story tomorrow and start the other one.

this should be made into a book !!!


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