Harry woke up the next morning in an empty bed, no Louis in sight. His hopes of having an early cuddle session with the older boy was now ruined.

Where did he go?

Getting out of bed, Harry slipped off of the covers, fixing the bed before heading into the bathroom to brush his teeth. Once done, he exited Louis' room and made his way down to go find Louis. Surely he didn't leave him all alone in his house, right?

Right. Because halfway down the stairs, Harry hears voices coming from the living room. He recognized Louis', but not the other voice that seemed quite...feminine.

Harry nervously kept descending down the stairs, heart pounding in his chest.

Who is Louis with?

Why are they here?

What's going on?

Louis' head snaps up from the stupid contract in his hands to the living room's doorway where he sees his cute little boyfriend standing there with a confused yet nervous expression.

"Oh! Is that him? Is he really the famous CUTEST sixteen year old you've ever met?"

Harry turned his attention to the girl sitting next to Louis, a blush coating his cheeks because what the hell? Was he really known for being that title? Cutest sixteen year old? That Louis has ever met? Wow...

"Yes he is. Lotts, meet my boyfriend, Harry. Harry, this is my sister, Lottie."

Sister.

SISTER.

Thank god. Harry sighed in relief. He thought he was going to meet Louis' beard. He kindly smiled at Lottie, remembering the pictures he saw of her when he used to (still does) stalk Louis. But only when he's not with him. No wonder he didn't recognize her at first sight, she had dyed her hair a pale white-lilac color now.

"Hi, Harry! Wow, can't believe I'm meeting my future brother-in-law."

Harry's cheeks flushed deeper and he had to cover up his face with his hands to hide the blush. Louis sighed, shaking his head at his younger sister. He's sure she and Gemma will get along just fine.

Louis motioned for Harry to come sit next to him, kissing his forehead once he's seated and apologized for not being by his side when he woke up.

"Lou, it's fine. You don't have to apologize."

"I have to! The reason to why I wasn't with you this morning is because I have to meet my beard today."

"...o-oh." Harry looked down sadly.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I know you wanted us to spend time together today, but I have to do this or else management will do more than just end the boys and I's careers. I don't want them to hurt you."

"I understand."

Seeing his boy sad and disappointed broke the older lad's heart. All he wanted to do right now was to shred the damn contract into pieces and burn them to dust. But he couldn't.

"Sweetheart, don't be sad. I promise you that once I get back from the pap walk we'll cuddle on the couch, watch whatever you want, eat whatever you want, and I'll pepper your cute dimpled face with kisses until you fall asleep, sounds good?" Harry weakly smiled at him, nodding his head.

"Okay, well I need to head off now-"

"Now? You're leaving me here alone?"

"No! No, never." Louis shook his head, shocked that Harry would ever think that. "This is why I phoned up Lottie, so she could keep you company here- or, do you just want to go back to your hotel room?"

"Nah, it's fine. I wanna wait for you here. But, are you really letting Lottie, who is a year younger than I am, babysit me?"

"Hey! I ain't young!" Lottie retorts, crossing her arms to her chest. "I'll have you know, I am very mature for my age."

Louis snorts, "if you mean that by caking your face with makeup-"

"Hey!"

"Hey, back."

Harry couldn't hold back a giggle from watching the siblings banter in front of him. Lottie looked at him and tried getting him on her side, "wearing makeup isn't bad, right Harry?"

"It is if it makes you look like a clown-"

"I asked Harry not you!" Louis raised his hands up in surrender, not wanting to get on his sister's bad side.

"Well..." Harry started. "Wearing makeup isn't bad at all, as long as you don't over do it. Simplicity is best. Even if you don't wear it, Lottie, you're still very pretty."

The young girl placed a hand to her heart, awing at Harry and his little speech. "Awww Harry! That's so sweet! Thank you." She turned to her older brother and patted his shoulder lightly. "I like him. He's a keeper. You better treat him right, Louis."

The sudden change of attitude made Louis chuckle at his sister. "Of course I will. Now, you two can fix up breakfast by yourselves, I gotta get going. I'm already 20 minutes late, better not make management even angrier." Before he left, he kissed his sister's temple and pecked a kiss on his boyfriend's lips before dashing out the door.

"So...you probably already know the Tomlinsons can't cook, right?"

Harry let out a loud laugh, already knowing he was cooking for both of them. "You up for some chocolate chip pancakes?"

"Totally! My brother tried making me pancakes once, ended up having a burnt looking omelet on my plate and had to go with cereal instead." Lottie laughs, remembering the memory.

Harry's plans with Louis might've been canceled, but he would definitely not pass up an opportunity to hang out with his siblings.
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"Tomlinson, you're late." Will, one of the managers of Modest! scolds the 20 year old entering his office.

"Well I'm here now." Louis snaps back, lazily plopping himself down on the sofa that was faced in front of his jerk of a boss. "Where's the beard?"

"Her name is Danielle, your girlfriend, not your beard." The man says, gesturing to a girl Louis hadn't even noticed the presence of, standing in the corner. "You two need to act all lovey-dovey while going out on dates in public."

The girl, Dandelion was her name? Eh, Louis didn't care, came over to him and held out her hand for a shake. "It's nice to meet you, Louis."

"Yeah..." Louis dismissed her offer for a handshake, standing up and grabbing her by the wrist- not harshly though, he doesn't want to be rude- and leading her out of the room. Before he exited with her, Will informed him to at least look convincing while on his 'dates', Louis flipped him off, muttering "whatever." Then continued leading his beard out of the building.

Once outside, he led her to his car and both of them got in, buckled their seatbelts, and Louis started driving off.

"Where are we going first?" Danila or whatever her name was again, asked.

Louis shrugs, not taking his eyes off the road, "look, I'm not the 'lovey-dovey' type kind of guy" with Harry is an exception. "but I need to do this for my friends and my boyfriend, so everything you witness while we're publicly together, is nothing but an act, okay?"

"Of course!"

"Good-wa...huh?"

"I said, of course!" She repeated. "I know about you and Harry, since I'm the cover up and all, and I find it stupid that you're being forced to stay in the closet when you're openly known as bisexual."

Louis stopped at a red light, then turned to the girl next to him. "So, you aren't doing this because of money and because you like me?"

Danielle snorts, shaking her head, "no way! No offense, but you're not my type. I simply agreed to do the job because I didn't want your boyfriend getting hurt by seeing you with a random chick who wouldn't give a damn about his feelings, and because the other beards were gold diggers and wanted you for publicity. I actually want to help you." After her explanation, Louis couldn't help but flash her a smile before beginning to drive again.

"That's very nice of you...?"

"Danielle."

"Yeah, thanks."

"You're welcome. So, about the lovey-dovey shit, can it just be us holding hands and me laughing at whatever you say?"

"Sure, sounds like a plan."
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For most of the afternoon, Lottie and Harry spent their time doing each other's hair and nails (because why not? Lottie wanted to and Harry agreed without question). They also watched a whole season of Mean Girls and ate whatever they found in Louis' fridge.

"So, have you and Louis done anything intimate yet?" Lottie asks out of the blue while removing the black nail polish from Harry's fingernails. Not that the boy didn't like them- Lottie did an amazing job at doing his nails- but he doesn't know how, or have the stuff to remove them with. Gemma might have, but he's too embarrassed to ask.

"N-no...why would you ask that?" The boy glanced over to the younger girl beside him. He only received a shrug from her and a quick mutter of "no reason." as she continued with removing the nail polish from his fingernails.

Harry let the topic go and his mind immediately wondered where Louis is right now.

Is he okay?

Did he find someone else to love?

Maybe he's having more fun with his beard than with me...

"Harry? Harry!"

"Huh? What?" The boy jumps, snapping out of his thoughts. Lottie stares at him worriedly and asks him, "what were you thinking about?"

"Uh...stuff." The girl rolled her eyes at the lame response, not taking it for an answer. "Come on, tell me."

Sighing in defeat, since he knew she wouldn't stop bugging him unless he told her the truth, he spilled his thoughts. "I'm just, scared...that Louis might not love me anymor-"

"Harold that is complete bs why would you even think that?" Lottie cuts him off. Harry shrugs, opening his phone and showing her the pap pics of Louis with a pretty brunette by his side, smiling and holding hands.

"Lol, my brother is a good actor, ain't he?"

"...I guess?"

The young Tomlinson sister rolled her eyes, obviously sensing that Harry was not convinced. "I've known my brother ever since I was born, I can tell when he's truly happy or not. That, right there," she points to one of the pictures of Louis smiling with the girl. "That is fake. An act. But when he's with you, from what I've witnessed this morning, his smile reaches up to his ears and crinkles form under his eyes. He's happy. And I must thank you for being the source of happiness in his life."

Harry pulled the girl into a hug, in which Lottie returned gratefully. "Thanks, Lotts. That really helped."

"No probs, future brother-in-law." She winked at him. They both burst into laughter, Harry noting that she and Gemma should hang out because they'd get along in a heartbeat.

Maybe Louis having a beard won't be so bad. As long as he knows his feelings are real for him, then it's all okay.
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It was around 6 o'clock when Louis had finally been given the permission to go home. He and Danielle were forced to be seen in public all damn day, having to be all couple-y. The reason for their smiles was because of how shit they were at acting, yet it worked and convinced people that they were 'dating'. Stupid ass people. They blind af.

"I'll see you soon, Dani." Louis waved goodbye to his beard- or more like friend. He decided that, since the two of them will have to spend time together a lot, it would be a good idea to become friends instead of being awkward with each other on pap walks. And hey, she actually likes listening to him talk about Harry and says that she ships them. He joked that Danielle could have the award for best fake-girlfriend, that resulted for both of them to laugh aloud, making people around them think they're having fun on their date when really they were having fun acting on their date.

As Louis parked his car in his garage, he entered his house and finds his younger sister and boyfriend knocked out, splayed out on each other on the couch. Some of Lottie's make up and nail polish were on top of the coffee table and Louis could make out faint blush on, eye shadow and lip gloss on Harry's face. He smiled fondly at the thought of them having a great time.

Not wanting to disturb the two, he quietly made his way to the kitchen and ordered Chinese, assuming they haven't eaten dinner yet. He also notes that he needed to go grocery shopping because his fridge and cupboards were almost out of food. Geez, good thing he didn't ask Niall to keep Harry company.

"Mmm, Lou?" A sleepy voice asks from the kitchen's doorway. The older lad smiles, making his way to his boyfriend and wrapping his arms around the boy. "Had fun today, love?"

"Mhmm...your sister is awesome." The younger boy mumbles, snuggling into Louis' chest. "But I just wanna cuddle with you in bed right now."

"Once we finish eating dinner and getting my sister to bed, then sure, that'd be lovely."

I'ma just end it there cause I can. XD

So, how're you guys? Merry early Christmas! (≧∇≦)/

M'not gonna let Danielle be mean and cause drama for Larry because 1, It's almost Christmas, drama ain't needed right now. And 2, because I have the biggest drama planned out already. So, be prepared. It's not gonna happen anytime soon tho, so don't fret...yet.

Haha, well this is all I have for you guys. Hoped you liked this chapter and I'll see y'all soon!

Bye Follow Your Dreamers!
~Zenpai <3