Hometown Badboy vs. Hollywood Sweetheart
"What the hell are you talking about? Why the fuck would I break up with Amanda, when I just got back together with her!" I shout suddenly at the man. I was beyond angry at them. How could they expect me to just break up with Amanda? I had just gotten her back, and now they expected me to just let her go.
"Because when you two broke up, your publicity sky rocketed. How can we pass up other opportunity like that? We knew Amanda was the key to getting you guys more buyers, but we only, now noticed, it was with her gone. That you guys get even more attention." One of the other business men explains to me like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I didn't understand why they can't just leave my relationships alone. My personal life was none of their concerns; they were in charge of my career, not my relationships.
"I am not breaking up with her." I said flatly before standing up and turning to leave. But before I could even turn the handle to leave, one of stiff stuck up woman talks.
"Then we can get rid of Amanda or end your and the boys' careers." She says as if we were just some play toys to her. I guess in their eyes, we were just little pawns to get money.
"What do you mean get rid of Amanda?" I ask. I knew the boys would much rather end their careers then let Amanda get hurt. We knew our fans would stick around even if we were dropped by our label, which I doubt they will do, we bring in too much money for them to just drop us.
"We can have her removed from the picture. It will give both you and her a fairly large amount of publicity." The man next to Simon said. They were planning on killing her; if I didn't play along they would kill her. I stand there with my hand glued to door knob, contemplating what I should do. I knew the answer; I should choose Amanda's life. But my selfish side wasn't ready to part with her, it just didn't seem fair to me. Then again, when was anything that management did fair?
"I'll do what I have to do." I said before stepping out of the room, but again they stopped me.
"No, you're breaking up with her over the phone." One of them said to me while pointing for me to sit down in the chair.
"That's heartless! I can't just break up with her over the phone and have you thought how awkward this is going to be during the tour? Almost an entire year together, I can't stand having to see her so heartbroken for those 10 months!" I said completely frustrated that they were not only destroying Amanda's heart, but mine as well.
"That's when you just avoid her at all cost." They said while signaling for me to get my phone out and call her. I painfully slide out the sleek, white iPhone, that I had bought a few months ago, and unlock it. I press on the dial key and sooner than I would I like I hear Amanda's voice answer the call.
"Hey Lou, do you need something?" She ask sweetly, while I remain silent not wanting this moment to end, not wanting us to end. I take a deep breath and the lady across from me signals to continue with the call.
"Can we talk?" I said softly not wanting to cause her to panic at what I was about to say.
"Sure, what's wrong?" She asks and soon there is movement on her side of the line. She was probably getting up to pace around the room. That's what she would normally do when she was nervous and I knew that even though she seemed calmed she could suspect what was to come.
"Amanda, you know I love you right?" I ask her which causes me to get a pointed look from, of all people, Simon.
"Of course Lou. Why? What's wrong?" She asked and slowly her confident tone seemed to simmer away to the point that all was left was a vulnerable young girl.
"I think it's time we break up." I said painfully, because it was literally causing me pain to let those words out. I listen hoping for her to protest and say something, but she remains completely silent. It breaks my heart to have to break her heart, but I would much rather her be in a bit of pain right now, and then end up dead.
"Is that what you really want Lou?" She asks in a rough and raspy voice. I knew that she was trying to hold back the tears that were probably threatening to spill.
No. "Yes." I said instead. "Look, Amanda it's not you it's-" I start but her angry and hurt voice stops me.
"Don't you dare pull out the 'it's not you it's me' card?" She hissed into the phone and I knew that she was trying to hold herself back from screaming at me.
"I am sorry, Andy I really am." But she doesn't hear the rest of what I said because she hangs up on me. I don't even look up at the demons that sit in front of me instead I get up and walk out.
"This is our little secret Louis, tell anyone and we will end you and Amanda." The head of management calls to me as I angrily walk out of the offices. When I finally reach the lobby of the building the same red headed secretary sat still typing away on her computer.
"Have a nice day." She says to me as I angrily make my way past her and outside. The second I step out of the building a cold breeze hits me, but I don't feel it. I was completely numb at this point; having to lie to Amanda had utterly destroyed me. I walk and walk until I find myself in front of a pub. Something inside me, maybe my own self pity or my anger, but something drives me into walking inside. It was dark and held a dangerous vibe, but I didn't mind at all. I sit down and soon a middle aged woman with tattoos covering her arms comes up to me.
"What can I get you, love?" She asks me before taking notice of my current state. "You know what I have the perfect drink to cheer you up." She says before walking off and preparing a drink. I send a quick text to Harry letting him know where I was and offered him to come join me. "Here you go, this will cheer you up." She says before sliding a tall glass of a mystery of alcohol over to me. I take a quick hit which causes the same burning sensation that I had been used too.
"So why are you drinking?" Harry said as he slides into the seat next to and orders a tall glass of scotch.
"Cause I had to leave Amanda." I painfully mumble, before taking another hit of my drink.
"And why the bloody hell did you do that for?" He exclaims before taking a sip of his drink.
"Because I care too much about her." I said before turning to him. "But I didn't come here to talk about her. I came here to forget about her, Harry so can we stop talking about her." I said before order other glass of whatever the bartender had given me.
"Okay." Harry said before ordering a glass of whatever I was having and that's how we spent the night. Glass after glass just downing our problem, letting the world slip away from us. But even after my eight glasses, I still had Amanda's warm face imprinted in my mind. I feared that I would never be able to forget her and she would forever haunt my dreams. I only hoped that I would haunt her's enough for her to fight for the love we had, but something in me told me she wouldn't. She hated me, and I knew that now she wouldn't want anything to do with me.
So after some brainstorming with a dear friend of mine, I have decided that after this there is two more chapters left. One in Amanda's POV and then the last one in both Louis' and Amanda'a POV:) Yay! Then I get to start the sequel fun fun fun!
So this chapter's question: Can you guys give me some ship names?
Amanda and Louis:
Amanda and Carter:
And...and just and other people you guys want to randomly ship?
Like I said in my Author's Note, I plan on finishing this story before the end of the year which is in like what 4 days? Hahahaha...haha! *sobs* I don't know if I can do it! I have a party Saturday and I volunteer at a hospice Fridays! I am gonna try for you guys! :D
If you guys read all the way to end of my long and boring Author's note please place:
Somewhere randomly in your comment:D thank you and adios!