Let Me Love You

You Can't Love Her

                                     Chapter seven:

                                  You can’t love her

                                   Harry Styles’ POV

I decided to call Jennifer just to clear things up. It had been almost a month since the last time I spoke to her and to be honest, I didn’t like that. Management had punished me because of my ‘inappropriate behavior,’ during the tour. They told me that neglecting the band in that way even if it was for publicity, which wasn’t, was not the right thing to do when the band is still new and has a long way to go. After hanging up with Jennifer I ran to the studio with a real smile in my face for the first time this month. No one was there; the microphones were in the same places we had left them last night. I walked out from the recording cabin and went to the main living room. Louis and Liam were playing soccer while Niall played the guitar, and Zayn had a really competitive ‘Draw Something’ match in his IPad.

Opening my arms, “Vas happenin’ crew!?” I shouted

“Vas happenin’ Harry!” everyone laughed

Louis got closer to me, “Why that smile Sweet Cheeks?”

“I spoke with Jennifer!” I grabbed Louis’ shoulders and shook him in excitement

“Wo, wo, wo! Settle Curls!” he laughed and I let him go, “Really? She didn’t answer any of my phone calls or my text!”

“I know, to me neither! But I just called her and she did, so I figure out that she might forget her phone at home or something” still smiling, “But I spoke to her, Boo Bear!!”

“Brilliant!” he showed me both hands with thumbs up

“I know!!” I showed my thumbs too, “But you can’t tell anyone Lou! Otherwise management would punish me again”

Louis nodded and we walked with the rest of the guys. Ian, other of our security guards, came and asked what we wanted for breakfast. We told him that some milk and cookies would do, so he left the room. The boys asked me about Jennifer, I told them that we had cleared everything, but whispered, “Don’t say anything…Simon would kill me,” all of my lads agreed and we all started competing in ‘Draw Something,’ That game is an awesome game, it’s really addictive! Even though I’m not that good…Zayn’s the best, though. After a few rounds management sent us breakfast. We all stood up and run to the table. Each of us took our common seat, and started eating. The morning conversation went pretty normal. You could listen to Zayn singing every last three words that the each of us said. Why does he do that? No clue, he has done that since The X-Factor. You could see how Niall was enjoying every piece of food. Watching Liam hiding every spoon he could find, and of course Louis was being his beautiful loudly self as always. While me, all I could do was being perfect! HA-HA! When we were done Simon arrived. Wearing a suit, like he always does, came closer and said, “Harry! I’ve got an idea!” all of my lads turned to look at me with a confused face. I returned them the same stare, because I clearly didn’t know what was Simon talking about. He stretched his right arm pointing to the door behind him. Wearing a white polo shirt with black neck, a flowered skirt, and some white really tall high heels, Cher walked in, looking radiant as always.

Surprised “Cher…”

“Harry” she smiled

“You need to stop doing that mate…” Louis pad my shoulder

Simon interrupted him “No! That’s exactly what you guys should keep on doing!”

We all turned to Simon. He had an ear to ear smile that was extremely creepy. We all greeted Cher with a kiss on the cheek and followed Simon into the studio. When Cher, he, and the five of us were inside, he locked the door so no one else could come in. He told us that all the gossips were spreading quickly. He congratulated us for our first tour and then continued with the gossips that Louis’ and Liam’s relationship break ups brought to the band, “Its publicity guys! You hadn’t realized it yet, but the entire world and I had” we felt like he was explaining us how publicity works but then he started mentioning my relationship rumors, “Harry, we need more! We need a relationship!” he said. No fucking way! Why me!? Why not Niall? Or Zayn? Why it has to be me!? I started feeling like the walls were gathering together in a really mean plan to crush me between them. A lot of thoughts were crossing my mind. I just spoke with Jennifer; this would be such a bad idea.