All Hidden Away

-Louis POV-

I saw her turn and leave and before I could think about it, I was following her outside.
“Go away Lou, im fine.” She mumbles heading to go sit down. I sit down next to her and pull her into a hug. She just collapses into my arms but doesn’t say anything else.
“I’m sorry…” I say it before I even realise why im saying sorry.
“I just down know what’s going to happen…” she mumbles quietly. I gently pull away. Fuck I hate seeing my little sister so upset!
“Tasha…luv. What’s going to happen is that you come on tour with some of your favourite people and we have so much fun we nearly die and possibly kill other people who stand in the way.” I say with a small smile. She smiles back and shakes her head.
“You’re so full of shit, Lou…” I nod and smile wider.
“But seriously, we’ve been through worse. We’ve had to date people we didn’t particularly love… its all part of the business. But I think this is extra hard because it’s you. Everyone just wants to make you happy and protect you…”
“Gee, thanks for making me feel so much better about possibly ruining someone’s life!” she says sarcastically into my chest.
“Tasha, he chose this. It’s not like we forcing him to do it…”
“I just… I don’t know what to do Lou…” I pull her face up to look me in the eyes. God what is it with Styles and these fucking green eyes?
“Come one luv. Let’s go finalise all of this fucked up shit and just… enjoy whatever we can. Alright?”
She reluctantly stands and when I join her she pulls me into a tight hug.
“Thank you… I’m so glad you are a part of my family Lou. I wouldn’t know what to do without you.” Impossibly, my smile grows even bigger. I hug her tighter and soon we are walking back inside. Silence descends on our friends when we come back inside. I look up to my Hazza’s green eyes. He furrows his brows in a thank you. I nod and go to stand next to Tasha who is looking at the ground. Her hands start fiddling with her long hair and starts to plat it. Once she has tied it, she looks at the 5sos guys.
“Please can we just discuss everything?” she asks quietly. I often forget how shy she really can be.
“Tasha…” says Luke, standing and walking towards us. Great… if they have babies I’ll still be shorter than fucking five year old snot makers. I mentally roll my eyes. “I honestly don’t want to do this if you rather we didn’t. But I can’t stand here and watch you ruin a proper friendship with these guys…and it doesn’t look like we have much of a choice.” why the fuck is this tall ass smooth deep voiced motherfucker talking to her like she’s a kid? I mean… she’s a kid. But not really…
“And what about our friendship, Luke?” she asks not breaking eye contact with him.
“Maybe you two will fall in love and still be good friends afterwards…” offers Calum. Stupid idiot. I can’t help the scoff that comes out of my mouth. You don’t just fall in love in this industry. There is always something pulling people apart. Tasha frowns and shakes her head.
“I just don’t want to cause issues…” she says quietly. Luke takes a step closer to her and smiles down at her and places his hands on her shoulders.
“Tasha… I don’t see another way around this… we will be fine. I promise you. And hey, we can make it fun!” she cocks a small smile and nod. They share a brief hug. Fuck he is such a smooth mother fucker… and how is it even humanly possible to be that tall?? Agg I need to get over this height issue. Maybe just pull an Elvis and wear platform wedges…? Na. I think I’ll leave the tall stuff to Harry.
“So are we in agreement of this?” the bitch asks. Christ! Is she still here? The room falls into silence as we all look at Tash waiting for her answer.
She looks to Harry before saying. “Can I hear the final details first please?” God this family is a beast… why do people fuck with Styles?


Tasha’s POV
I look at Luke waiting for him to talk or move back a little bit. But instead it’s Simon who speaks.
“What Claire has proposed is that tomorrow you go on a date, maybe dinner. Doesn’t really matter. Just get seen together, but keep it PG. Hemmings, you then have an interview the following morning and you hint you’ve met someone who you are close to. Tasha, we pull you off as a family member that’s spending time with family and Anne’s taking care of you while you study here. I’m sorry I know it’s not ideal…” He looks at me while saying that rather than at Harry which he had for the entire conversation. I gulp in anticipation. “How do you feel about dying your hair?” Claire asks suddenly. It takes me a few seconds to realise she is talking to me. I feel my eyes widen as I think about it.
“I um… not exactly something I’ve not thought off… but I would prefer we only died like the tips so I can change it easily...” I say quietly realising that she probably doesn’t care. My hair is one of the few things I actually love about myself.
“No, that’s great. Really that’s fine.” Simon says sweetly with a smile.
“Why though?” asks Luke with a frown. “It’s not like she needs to fit the image of the band.” He says carefully. I nudge him in the ribs telling him to shut up. He takes the hint.
“So then, uhm… on the three week Europe tour… will I have to stay the entire time?” I ask carefully thinking about university.
“Yes, I’m sorry. But we can get the work and we will inform the varsity-” I cut across him.
“Sorry, but Simon. The whole point is for people to not know me. How it that going to work?”
“Well, unfortunately Tasha, the Dean already knows…” he says looking at me with my mouth hanging open before continuing. “So it shouldn’t be a problem. I think it would be good to spend most of the tour with everyone but we do not need specifics now. But obviously once you and Luke are public there will be interviews and things which we can handle closer to the time. But most importantly, you have to make it look realistic. We will keep your name off the press for a bit.” He says. My hands are subconsciously playing with the ends of my hair, one of my nervous habits before I ask again.
“Can I tell Stuart? I need to be able to talk to someone outside of the immediate happenings.” I say explaining my need to go and call my best friend right now. He and Claire share a glance before he nods slowly.
“Just don’t tell people we cannot trust.”
“And uhm… when will they- when is like the, the date?” asks Calum quite awkwardly. I look at Luke who is staring at his hands.
“Luke… please don’t-” I start as my stomach drops seeing how uncomfortable he is. His bright blue eyes rise and land on my face, followed by a soft and gentle smile.
“Tasha, im not pulling out of this. We can plan our own date and let you know.” He says to Simon. Louis clears his throat loudly before interrupting.
“Don’t you think maybe you should, oh I dint know, ask the brothers for permission?” he asks with a raised eye brow.
“Louis…” I warn carefully.
“No, he’s right. Luke, mate do it properly!” jokes Mikey confidently looking at them. My blood begins to boil and I stand to go to my room.
“Simon, thank you for your time. Please send me the required information.” I say shortly before offering a small smile. “I’ll see the rest of you tomorrow.” I say and start walking up the stairs in silence. I choke back on the tears threatening to spill over. I feel like im ruining an awesome young guys life and they are sitting making jokes about it? Fuck it. Fuck it all. I sit down on my bed and call the only person who won’t ask stupid questions but just listen.

“Yellow?” He answers.
“hey…” I say, trying to not sound like im about to cry and punch a wall.
“Fuck… what happened?” Stuart asks before I even get a chance.
“They’ve um. Uh they’ve made an adjustment to my contract thing….” There are a few moments of silence before he responds.
“And?”
“I um. Well im going on tour with everyone, and uh… I don’t know how to say this.” I say the tears coming freely down my cheeks now.
“Tasha… just tell me.” I can hear the concern in his face.
“They were going to make me date Ni or Lou but then they came along and fucked up the plan and now it’s just all a mess and im ruining their lives and I just feel so bad and there is nothing I can do and I just-” he panics and cuts across my little unloading.
“Tasha – whoa, slow down. Why are you dating Niall?” I sniff
“Im not, I was going to so I could go on tour but now they making me date-”
“But how can they do that?”
“Because I messed up and signed a stupid document as a kid.”
“But wait… who are they making you go out with now??” he says catching on quickly.
“I’m being forced to date Luke, Stu… Luke Hemmings.”

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