Those Little Things

Chapter 18

I slammed the letters on the desk, causing some to fly places. Tears filled my eyes as he looked up. We locked eyes and I could see the guilt in his. I walked around the desk and stood there, staring at that Irish boy in front of me. That moment paused for what seemed like an eternity. I finally broke down and hugged him tightly.

"I really am sorry..." Niall whispered hugging me back.

I parted from his arms as anger grew in me.

"Why didn't you send me the letters?!"

Niall's head fell and he fidgeted with his fingers.

"I tried. I really did. Once I had sent the last letter I got all the letters back a week later. Management made sure they did not get to you...I tried..." He said looking at me with tears in his eyes.

"Why do they not want us together?! I haven't even met them yet!"

"I don't know..." Niall said as a tear fell down onto his cheek.

"It's okay. We will get to the bottom of this," I said wiping the tear and hugging him ever so tightly. "Then we can be together again..."

I could feel his lips curve into a smile on my shoulder. After a minute of hugging, Louis slammed open the door. We parted from our hug and looked over at Louis. He was breathing hard and words could not escape his mouth.

"What is it Louis?!"

"Management...wants to...see you...Niall..." he finally managed to say.

Niall looked at me as he grabbed my hand, intwining his fingers with mine.

"Come with me?" he asked.

I nodded as we stood up and walked out the door. We stepped into the elevator still holding hands tightly as the doors closed shut.

"What do you think they want?..."

"Probably about Sarah...they don't know you are here yet," Niall said keeping his eyes focused on the doors.

The doors finally opened as a older lady stepped in. We walked out silently as the doors shut behind us. I looked as at Niall as we continued to walk. He looked so determined to be with me. I smiled looking back towards the ground. We stopped in front of a suite when I looked at Niall.

"I want you to know that whatever happens I love you..." he said turning the door knob.

A bunch of people in black suits were sitting around on phones, typing things on a laptop, or drinking coffee while writing things down in a notepad. Niall walked over to a young lady with glasses and red hair. She was yelling on the phone as well as typing on her laptop. I followed Niall and stood by his side as he tapped the lady's thin shoulder. She turned her head with a disgusted face.

"I will have to call you back," she said closing her her laptop and placing her phone down.

"What do you want?" Niall asked intwining his fingers with mine.

"I am concerned about you and Sarah. People don't believe it's true and we need to convince them. I will call Sarah right up soon so we can have a meeting. As well as the other boys. We can not lose fans at this time. Who is the girl? Is this the Taylor girl you have been not stop about? I told you it will not work. Do you want to be kicked out of the band?" the explained staring at Niall as well as pointing a pen at us.

My grip tightened on Niall's hand as he took a deep breath.

"This is Taylor. My 'relationship' with Sarah has to end. No more lying to our fans. Taylor is here now and that is what you wanted," Niall said firmly tightening his grip as well.

"Niall I will take into consideration about 'Taylor' but I must first ask the lady a question. If the answer is not what I implied then you will have to go back to Sarah," she said moving her focus to me. "Taylor is it?"

I nodded as well as Niall.

"I understand this may be a confusing question that's out of the ordinary but what job do you have?" she asked moving her glasses low.

"I'm currently unemployed. Although I do want to become an author-"

"Unemployed? That will not work. As you can see Niall is a celebrity. He is famous. He will need someone famous as well not someone 'unemployed'. Therefore Niall you will have to be going back with Sarah. That is my decision and that is all. I will call Sarah and the boys right now," the lady said turning her chair around and dialing in some numbers on the phone.

Niall looked at me with anger. He turned her chair around and smacked the phone out of the lady's hand.

"Niall! I do not want this kind of behavior!" she yelled.

"It's Taylor or nothing," he said in a stern voice.

"Excuse me? Do you want to be in this band or not? I will give you two choices. Get out of my face or sit down and wait for the meeting to begin. Your choice," she said sitting back in her chair.

Niall tightened his grip and looked at me.

"Niall its okay. We can-"

Before I could anything else, Niall grabbed my wrist and walked out the hotel room.