9. Chapter Nine
It's been a year since the mob at the concert. Louis and I have been slowly dropping hints again about Larry. So far, no fights broke out between fans, or any of us. Louis and I were planning to tell the fans again today. I took a deep breath, standing backstage with the rest of the band, extremely nervous. What if that happens again? Or worse? We walked on stage, me and Louis last.
At the end of the concert, I went to the front. "A year ago, I said Louis and I were dating. A mob broke out, and I said it was a joke. Thing is, it wasn't. I was scared. Fans were getting hurt. I played it off. Honestly, Louis and I have been dating for a year now. We're happy. Super happy. I truly am sorry to fans who shipped him and Eleanor or me and someone. I really am sorry. Please don't get mad and violent though. Don't start fights. We're the same band. It's just that now instead of Larry being someones imagination, it's real. We still care deeply about all of you, Larry shipper or not. It's hard shipping real people instead of fictional characters, I know. But please understand." I whimpered, sniffling, just now realizing I've been crying. The band came over and hugged me, them and the fans also crying. I sunk to the stage floor, not being able to stand anymore. I looked to the audience to see them hugging each other for support. "Please don't make me sad again..." The fans nodded and I smiled a bit, Louis leaning over and kissing my cheek. "You guys are the best fans ever."
A/N: I know it's super super short. I don't know what to do for this anymore. There's going to be one more chapter, which will be an epilogue type of thing. Please don't hate me.