"Hello." I tiredly speak into my phone.

"Honey are you alright?" My mother asks with a concerning tone.

"What? Yeah I'm fine.. Why mom what's wrong? I sit up in bed trying to speak quietly in the phone so I'm sure not to wake Harry up.

"Emma is here and-"

"What!" I shout a little too loud. I take the covers off and tip toe towards the door. I look back to see Harry stir a little in his sleep.

"What is she doing there?" I whisper into the phone pulling on yoga pants. I step outside the door wearing Harry's Green Bay sweater, yogas, and white converse.

"She's your friend and was worried."

"She's not my friend mom." I say pacing up and down the hall way. "And worried about what?"

"Tell her to check her Twitter." I hear that disgusting bitch say in the background.

"Mom, listen I'm fine but I really got to get to bed." I say checking the time on my phone. "It's almost 2 in the morning."

"Ok, call me soon honey. Goodnight."

With that I hang up the phone. Why do I need to check Twitter? I slide down the wall and pull Twitter up. I'm so tired I have a headache and I just wanna snuggle back up with Harry and sleep.

The app keeps crashing on my phone so I decide to get up and go back to bed. I place my phone on the night stand gently and crawl back into Harry's arms. He instinctively wraps his arms tighter around me. The warmth his bare chest gives me is so comforting and I can easily lay like this all day so pea- . My thoughts were interrupted with a loud knock at the door.

"I'm coming shhh." I whisper yell so Harry doesn't wake up, he's quite a heavy sleeper.

I open the door revealing a woman and man in black suits. What the heck.

"Ahh Rion Bellows, I need you to come with us." The woman speaks.

"It's Ry, who are you and what do you want?" I sassily asked. Do these people really think I'm just gonna go with some stranger?

Oh the irony.. I'm here with Harry aren't I?

"My name is Michelle, this is Rodney and we're both members of the boys management team, modest."

"Um, okay. Do you have any idea what time it is?" I groggily say.

"Yes, and we are very sorry but we really need you to come with us."

"Just let me wake up Harry." I say going to shut the door. These people are insane coming at this hour.

"That won't be necessary." Rodney says jamming his hand in the door way to prevent it from closing.

"Uh, okay I'll just grab my shoes," I slowly slide my white converse on my feet. What on Earth do these people want with me at 1:37am?

They lead me down to the lobby where we take a back exit outside. There's maybe 4 fans in the distance behind a fence. They scream probably hoping its A One Direction member, nope just little old me.

"Rion!" I hear a throaty scream. "Rion are you and Harry dating?!!!" Another shout is heard. Huh? How do they know my name?

"Ry, let's go." Michelle says tugging me inside the car, I hadn't realized I stopped walking until she grabbed me.

"What the hell is going on?" I angrily yell in the small van.

"We'll tell you when we arrive." Rodney speaks.

"Arrive? Where are you taking me?" I scoff. "This is kidnapping."

"It's only kidnapping if we took you against your own will." Michelle says rolling her eyes. "Honey, you came on your own." She laughs.

"Didn't have much of a choice." I mumble under my breath.

"We're here." A man says from the front seat. The car comes to a halt and everything falls silent. All that is heard are the sounds of the van doors sliding open. I step outside on the pavement. The air is colder then I remember, I can see my breath in the crisp air. I cross my arms over Harry's sweatshirt to keep warmth.

"Thanks." I mumble as Rodney opens the glass door to a tall building. I look around to see a few crowded bars lit up with people partying outside of them. Dang people in Washington DC like to party in the summer.

The elevator opens to the fifth level. I step out to follow Michelle and Rodney to where ever we're going. I'm just not gonna even question anymore.

"Have a seat Miss Bellows." A fat bald man states as I enter a room with a long glass table filled with people wearing suits. I take a seat at the head of the table opposite the man that greeted me.

"You're probably wondering what you're doing here, especially at this hour." He laughs.

"Yes, I'm wondering." I sassily remark. This is ridiculous.

"As you already know, we're part of the boys management team and we've got some problems here."

"Seriously? You're gonna tell me to stay away from Harry again?"

"Listen, we warned you once. This is your second warning, you don't want to know what will happen after that." He sternly says.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Of course not." He laughs. "Only if you agree and sign to this contract." He says with more of a serious face. Two people next to me pull out a brief case, opening it revealing a paper. They girl to my right slides me the paper for me to read.

"You have two days. You will not be traveling with the boys to Miami." He smiles at me.

"You can't do this.." I shake my head in disbelief.

"Oh I'm afraid we can." Michelle speaks up.

I scoff and stand up from the table exiting the room with the contract in hand. The contract basically states that I will not have any future relations with Harry Styles or any member of the band. The worst part is I have to hide all of this from Harry and if I don't then they promised me they would ruin me and my family. I feel the tears start to prick at the corner of my eyes when I step out of the building. What am I gonna do now? I stupidly forgot my phone at the hotel and have no way of returning. I'm definitely not stepping foot back in that van with those pricks. I guess I'll try the bar across the street to see if I can borrow someone's phone.

I walk inside, the smell of alcohol consuming my senses makes me gag. Flashbacks to the party I went to with Emma fill my memory. My body goes numb at the thought, I feel sick to my stomach.

"Woah there." A male voice laughs catching my body from hitting the floor.

"You alright?" I look up to see a handsome brunette smiling down at me. I nod my head as I stand to my feet.

"Had a little too many I see." He laughs taking a sip from his beer.

"Actually no, I haven't had anything to drink yet." I awkwardly smile.

"What!" He exaggerates. "Then let me get you one!" He yells over the loud music. This bar is quite crowded and quite the party place.

"That won't be necessary." I say trying to walk away from him.

"Come on! You look like you've had a shit day, just one." He smiles again placing his hand on my lower back.

He's right. Well kinda right. My day wasn't shit, the last twenty minutes was shit. I just found out I can never see Harry Styles again. How am I suppose to tell him I'm leaving him without letting him know about the contract? He probably doesn't even know I'm gone and to make it easier I'm not going back. This is it. The only memory I'll have left of Harry is our intimate moments and his sweatshirt I have on.

"Sure, just one."

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Sorry it took so long!

Maybe ill update again tonight!!

There's so much drama happening right now I can't even comprehend it.

Zayn leaving the tour due to stupid ass rumors

To Louis and Eleanor breaking up.

Next tour gonna be like:

Hi I'm Niall.. And I'm One Direction.

Sometimes I hate this fandom.

Comment your opinions on all of this

Well Vote&comment if you want a double update.