Defenceless II One Direction

10. It doesn't matter...

Dedicated to @iliveforyailongforya <3 

Louis' POV

There was a pin drop silence in the room. All the lads just looked at each other giving confused and angry looks. I had just explained my conversation with Simon minus the personal remarks he made on me.

"So, we don't have any other option other than going back to Syco?" Niall asked.

"I don't think so. I mean if we have all the money in the world and we can buy the rights of our songs..." I shrugged.

"This is like voluntarily moving into a hungry lion's den. We'll be finished." Zayn sighed.

"So, what's the plan, guys?" Liam asked. No one answered.

"James called me yesterday." Harry spoke slowly. We looked at him. "He actually wanted to speak to you but your phone was not reachable." He said pointing at me.

"What did he say?" I asked.

"He said he's ready to invest in your company so it won't be difficult for you. Also, he'll co-manage us, so you won't be burdened." He said looking down. We gulped down our beers in silence.

"Well, that's a topic for a different stage. We need to discuss whether we really want this? Can we again put ourselves into same situation?" I asked.

"Yes, I want to." Harry spoke as soon as I finished. I looked at him, surprised. Why he's so keen to be back?

"You know it's not going to be easy?" I asked.

"Yes, but it won't be as difficult as before. We're free of Modest and Simon won't repeat his mistakes. And I have an idea." He said looking at me.

"What?" We asked in unison.

"We'll select a few songs from our previous albums, and we'll pay him the royalty for them and for our next albums we'll record it under my label. This way Simon will be happy, he'll get money and we'll be free of his torture." He exclaimed. Was this even possible?

"And you think Simon will just agree?" Liam asked. "He's a vulture, Harry. He'll do anything but this."

"Well, we've to do something then. At least I have an idea... what do you bring, Liam?" He yelled at him.

"Easy there, Harry." I glared at him.

"I'm sorry. I know it's a difficult situation but if we work together, we can come up with a solution. You can't give up without trying." He sighed. Liam and I looked at each other.

"Well, we'll talk to him then. Till then just chill okay. No one is running anywhere, there's no hurry." I said getting up. "Now come let's have dinner. Liam, will you help me?"

"I... I'll come." Zayn stood up whispering. Liam shrugged as they all moved towards the dining room and Zayn followed me.

"I actually want to heat Khai's milk." He whispered behind my back. I just nodded. We were in the kitchen. I placed the food in the oven to bake and took out a pan to heat the milk.

"You should pull up your sleeve. It might catch fire." He said as I turned the knob on the stove.

"No."

"Don't be stubborn."

"I'm fine."

"Then stay away from the stove."

"It's my house, I'll stand where I want."

"But it's my kid's food, I'll heat it."

"But it's my kitchen."