Being With You

Hannah meets Harry Styles while she is visiting her aunt in Holmes Chapel. Harry introduces her to the band and management. Management decides to mold her into the "perfect girlfriend" just like they did with Eleanor, Danielle, and Perrie. Will she be able to handle it all, with the help of the girls? Or will they try to change her too much? Read and find out!

P.S- I know management sucks, but I also know they probably aren't this bad. It's an exaggeration for the storyline, so no hate because it's dramatic. Thanks! xxx

Also, read my other fanfic (I co-author with my sister). It's called Kiss You! :)


11. Management Did What?!

A/N: I'm gonna put this in the description too, but just in case you don't see it, I KNOW management sucks, but I also know they probably aren't this bad. It's an exaggeration for the storyline, so no hate because it's dramatic please. Thanks! xx


Hannah’s POV


“Hello Simon.”  I didn’t like the look he was giving me. It made me nervous.

“So, Hannah. I wanted to talk about this when Harry wasn’t here, just in case you… don’t like the idea. I wouldn’t want him to overhear our plan if you started yelling.” I looked at him, with a questioning look in my eyes.

“What do you mean ‘your plan’? What’s going on?”

“Well, Hannah, we’ve been looking through some things on Twitter and Tumblr, and the fans seem to really like you. They also seem to like another idea…” He looked at the other men and they nodded. “They like seeing Harry interact with Lux. They like the idea of him being a father.”

I looked at him, dumbfounded. Is he asking me what I think he’s asking me? He wants me to get pregnant?

“With all due respect Simon, Harry and I have only been dating for a week. And I’d prefer to get married and THEN have kids. Not the other way around. I’m sure Harry would feel the same way.” Simon sighed.

“Hannah, do you want to stay with Harry or not? We can arrange a wedding within the coming months, and then get you pregnant if marriage is something you really need first. We need the good media attention right now and this would help tremendously.”

“Simon, what you’re asking of me is no longer a small task. This isn’t training me or ‘making me prettier’. This is manipulating my entire life. What if Harry doesn’t want all that yet? And don’t you think that even though the fans like the IDEA of it, that they might be a little put out if it becomes a reality with someone Harry’s only been seeing for a couple of months? They’ll know that it’s a publicity stunt. Everything about this screams ‘publicity stunt’.” He sighed again.

“Fine. So we wait on the pregnancy. But within the next year, I need a marriage out of you two, or things end. Badly. With you to blame. I don’t care if it hurts peoples’ feelings. I need these boys to stay on top, and they only way to do that is to keep them in the news and in everyone’s faces. I like you Hannah, I think you’re a nice girl. But you’re dating the most popular boy in the band. Girls love the other four, but when something big happens with Harry, it seems to make an extra splash.”

“Alright. Give us some time. Am I allowed to speak with Harry about this?”

“Yes. But do NOT mention the pregnancy plan. That comes later.”

“Fine. Can I go now?”

“Yes. Thank you for your time.”

I got up and left the room without saying goodbye. To say that I was pissed would be an understatement. I could handle them changing my looks. I could handle their ‘training’. But for them to expect me to just get married and get pregnant, like it was their decision to make? I was fuming. I needed to talk to Harry. I got back in the car, driving back to the apartment. I didn’t want to storm in and scare him though, so instead I just settled for a pissed off look and clenched fists. When I walked in he was sitting on the living room couch staring at my note.

“Babe? What’s wrong?” I couldn’t even answer him. In my effort to not slam the door, I had my teeth clenched in frustration, and at this point all I wanted to do was cry. He crossed the room in just a few strides and pulled me into his arms. “Babe? Look at me. What happened? What did Simon want?” All I could do was look at him. I shook my head. I couldn’t tell him yet. I needed to talk to someone else and sort out all my feelings about this before I tried telling him.

“Harry… I’m sorry, I just… Can I call El over first? I feel like I need to talk to someone else first and sort this out with myself first before I drag you into it.” I broke down in sobs after that, and he called Louis.

“Hey Lou? Can you bring Eleanor over here? I need her help with something. Like now. I’m worried about Hannah.” Louis said something back and Harry hung up. “They’ll be here in 15 minutes babe.”

“Okay.” He led me over to the couch and pulled me into his lap, running his fingers through my hair and rocking me back and forth.

Finally, there was a knock on the door, and he laid me down on the couch and went to answer it. El came rushing over to where I was, concern written all over her face.

“Boys, can you give us a little bit? I want to talk to Hannah alone.”

“Yeah, we’ll go to Starbucks or something. Call me if you need anything baby. I love you.” Harry said, pulling Lou out the door.

“What happened?” El asked.

“He… They… They’re giving me a year. If I don’t marry him within the year, they split us up, and make me look like the worst person in the world. And as if that wasn’t enough, that was AFTER I shut them down on their other plan.” I sobbed.

“What was their other plan, babe?”

“They wanted me to get p-pregnant.” I cried harder now, collapsing into El’s arms.

“Son of a bitch. They tried doing that to Perrie too. Can I call the other girls over? They can help. Perrie went through it.” All I could do was nod my head, as the tears continued to fall.

I felt… vulnerable… and scared. I knew that management was bad, Harry had told me that. But to try and make an 18 year old girl get pregnant with a boy she’s been dating for a week? Come on. They could destroy me, and I couldn’t tell anyone the truth. No one would ever believe me.

“Dani and Perrie will be here in ten minutes babe. Shhh.” She patted my hair and rocked me back and forth, just as Harry had done. It calmed me down a little bit. A little while later, another knock at the door sounded, and Dani and Perrie let themselves in.

“Oh no, what happened?” Perrie said, kneeling beside me.

“Simon happened.” El gave her a look.

“He didn’t! He tried that shit again?!” her eyes lit up with anger and she pulled me into her. “Baby you don’t have to do it.”

“I convinced him that we weren’t ready, b-but they’re giving me a year to marry him. And if I d-don’t, they split us up and I become the w-worst person in the w-world. I love him, but guys, I’m 18! He’s 18! And they want us married?! Who the hell is ready for marriage at 18?!” I collapsed again, and Dani finally spoke up.

“When the hell is their contract up with this goddamn label?”

“Not until the end of next year. And Simon will still have them under his finger, because he created them, and he’s never going to let them forget it.”

“Damn it! I fucking hate them!” Dani started pacing. “We need to find a way to fight back. The women in their bands’ lives are not objects to be played with. That’s TWO of us now that they’ve tried to force pregnancies on. That’s life changing! That’s not some little detail of our lives they want to cover up because it may make them look bad. Kids are a big fucking deal!”

“Even if we came up with a way to fight back, all we’d accomplish is hurting the boys.” El said quietly.

“El is right. No matter what we do, management wins. They do every single time.”  Perrie said.

Dani sat down next to all of us, looking defeated. “Should we tell the boys about all this shit? Zayn still doesn’t even know what they tried to make Perrie do, I’m sure Harry doesn’t know about you yet, and they’ve done some, um… things to El and I too that can’t be overlooked. If the boys knew, maybe they could protect us.”

“They’re under this contract Dani. Even if they wanted to protect us, they couldn’t the only option would be leaving us. And none of us want that.” I said.

“Well the boys still deserve to know about it. I’m sick of being quiet about this. Hannah’s too damn innocent and too damn good for Harry to be fucked with like this.” Dani protested.

“Fine. Can we agree on at least telling the boys?” El asked. We all nodded our heads, and she called Louis to tell him and Harry to come back, and to get the other boys on the way.

I started fidgeting. I was nervous. What if this scared Harry off? What if he decided that it wasn’t worth it? El noticed and grabbed my hands, keeping them still.

“It’s gonna be alright.” She promised.

They boys came piling in the room, anxious looks on their faces. They were all asking some form of “What’s going on?” until El yelled at all of them to shut up.

“We have to talk to you boys about something serious. The three of us haven’t said anything before because we were too scared to but the fact that they’re messing with Hannah now is too much. It’s pushed us over the edge because damnit she’s good for Harry. I can see it in his eyes, and I refuse to put up with management’s shit and let them ruin everything.” Dani started.

“Now before we get into it too much, I want to say that we know that you guys are under a legal contract, and that you can’t do much about this. But we felt like you all needed to know what was going on. So here goes nothing.” El said, looking around at the boys.

“I’m going to start, even though my experience came after El and Dani’s. They have a similar story and want to be the last to share. One last thing, please no interrupting. Let all of us get our stories out, and then you can respond. Ok?” Perrie said. They nodded and she continued.

 “So, when I first started dating Zayn, we got about a month into our relationship, and I was called into management’s office. I figured maybe they had forgotten something during training or whatever. So I went in, and sat down, but when I saw the look on Simon’s face I knew that wasn’t it. He then tried to convince me that I needed to get pregnant in order to get you guys some good publicity. I fought it with everything I had, and they finally told me that they would back off, for now.”

I looked up and saw that Zayn was almost purple with anger, and the rest of the boys just had their mouths hanging open. Then I cleared my throat.

“Um, I got a phone call from Simon about an hour and a half ago, asking me to come down to his office. He… he tried to convince me of the same thing. Except when I fought back, Simon decided to give me a timeframe. I have one year to marry Harry, or they split us up, and I’m put on every magazine as the worst person in the world. And then once we’re married, they’ll give us a timeframe on when we need to be pregnant.” I finished, with tears streaming down my face again. Perrie held me close to her as El and Dani took shaky breaths behind me. I looked up again, and this time Niall and Harry’s faces joined Zayn’s, purple with anger. I was like Niall’s little sister, and he was VERY protective.

“Now boys, I need you to promise us before we tell you our experiences, that you will NOT do ANYTHING stupid. You know how powerful they are, and what they can do if you try anything.” El looked dead into their eyes, making sure she could trust them. Then she looked to Dani to tell their story.

“El and I were called in together. We didn’t meet with Simon though. It was two guys from management we didn’t know. They had gotten a hold of some pictures of us from a few years back… some awkward pictures that we never should have taken in the first place. So in a way, it was kind of our fault. If they didn’t have those pictures, they couldn’t have blackmailed us into doing what we had to. They showed us the pictures, and basically told us that if we didn’t…. if we didn’t do things for them…. They would release them to every major magazine in the world.” Dani stopped and looked up with tears in her eyes.

“What do you mean things, Danielle? What did they make you do?!” Liam demanded.

“They were…. Sexual things. I just… I can’t… I’m sorry Liam, I never meant to hurt you.” She sobbed.

“They didn’t actually like… you know… but they felt us up and made us do some things for them. To them and to each other. It was the worst experience of my life.” El grabbed Danielle’s had and cried with her.

“THEY DID WHAT?!?!?” Liam and Louis shouted together. All of the boys were fuming now, not wanting to believe what they just heard.

Finally coming to their senses, the boys came over to comfort us, wrapping their girlfriends up in hugs. Niall stood there awkwardly until I motioned for him to come over to Harry and I. He came over and sat on the other side of me, snaking an arm around my waist. They assured us that none of this was our fault, and that everything would be okay. They didn’t blame us for anything. We all decided to sleep there together, gathering all of the blankets and pillows in Harry’s apartment. Nobody wanted to be apart right now. So I fell asleep cuddled into Harry’s chest, with Niall cuddled up behind me.

It was a fitful sleep, but I managed to sleep. I woke up the next morning to sheer panic. El, Dani, and Perrie were searching the entire apartment for something. I was confused, but then I realized… none of the boys were here. The girls ran in and confirmed it.

“Hannah, they’re gone!” El yelled.

Shit. What did we do?

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