Falling Hard For Niall Horan | N.H

25. The Request

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*The Next Day*

Cassidy's P.O.V~

Laying on the couch, I heard Niall yawn above me. I lifted my head from his lap, "You tired, baby?"

"I can't go to sleep until you do. I have to protect you," He tiredly said, his eyes closing and opening slowly.

"Well, then let's go to bed," I laughed, "You should've told me you were so sleepy."

I got up and pulled him to my bedroom, having him stumbling tiredly behind me. As we walked in, I grabbed a pair of shorts and a tank top and started changing as he turned around. When I turned back around, Niall was taking his shirt off and I tried not to stare, but I couldn't help myself. His back muscles flexed and I almost swooned. He was so flawless.

"Like what you see, babe?" Niall asked, smirking at me. I coughed, embarrassed that he had caught me, "Yeah, actually."

I climbed into the bed and Niall climbed in beside me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me backwards against his bare chest. He leaned down and started to sing "Wanted" by Hunter Hayes in my ear. I loved his voice and when he finished the chorus, he kissed the back of my neck. 

Of course, he kissed me directly on my sweet spot and I involuntarily let out a moan. He smiled, knowing he had me right where he wanted me. 

I turned over and kissed him, more passionately than I ever had before. We had discussed waiting until the right time to have sex, but I wanted to kiss him so badly. His bright blue eyes just looked so beautiful in the low light.

"I love you, Cassidy," Niall breathed when I pulled away.

"I love you so much more, baby," I whispered, kissing him lightly again.

His arms wove back around my waist and held me tightly. I knew I wouldn't have any nightmares tonight and I was incredibly thankful for Niall in that moment.

Gosh. I really do Love Niall James Horan. 

Niall's P.O.V~

*The Next Day*

Paul woke me up, ringing my phone multiple times and I answered to find out that he was calling to tell me that Management wanted to see me. Before I knew it, Paul was ushering me out of the car and into the building that Management worked in.

What could they possibly want with me today? What did they want with me specifically? They never wanted to talk to me alone, it was always all of us when we had a meeting.

I walked in slowly through the double glass doors, feeling incredibly nervous. These people control our lives. They control what we post, what we say, where we go for tours. I had a feeling if they were wanting to see me alone that it wasn't for a good reason.

"Niall, please sit down for us so we can talk," a man said at the far end of the table, pointing at the vacant chair,

I walked toward it hastily and sat down. I was already nervous, but there were only four men in the room not counting myself.

"Niall, we're not sure if you have noticed or not, but we have a major problem," The man across from me stated, pointing at a chart of a graph with a line going down, "Our demographics show that we have been losing fans across the world, directioners, if you will."

"Okay, so what does that have to do with me?" I asked them calmly.

"We believe that the reason One Direction is losing fans is because all of the members have girlfriends." He told me and I immediately saw where this was going.

"That's not true," I told them, "Liam is single, and so is Louis."

"Well, reports yesterday showed Louis was with Eleanor, so the world isn't really inclined to believe they're really separated." He answered sternly, "As for Liam, he isn't enough to keep the demographics high. We need the fan base to believe they actually have a chance with those of you in the band."

I could feel my breath hitching in my throat as I asked, "So, what do you want me to do?"

"We need you to break up with Ms. Cassidy as soon as possible," Another guy answered.

"Absolutely not," I replied, "I won't do it. I refuse to break up with her."

"You don't have a choice, Niall." They responded and I shook my head.

"I'm not going to ruin my relationship over stupid demographics," I told them angrily.

I got up and stormed out of the room. I couldn't believe this. How could they ask me to break up with her, and so easily? They acted as if they didn't care that I was actually happy for once. I finally got a girlfriend and this is what they try to do.

What would they do? Kick me out of the band? Make me stop singing? I didn't care. I refused to play into their hands and break up with Cassidy. I felt like that would be letting Mia win even though I knew she didn't have a play in my management's stupid request.

Paul drove me back to the flat and we both went in and sat down. I put my head in my hands and started to contemplate life. "Vas happening with you mate?" Zayn asked. 

Not that I was mad at Zayn, but when he asked me, my anger just skyrocketed. I couldn't believe they would ask me something like that. I got up and punched the wall near the tv, causing a hole to form. I couldn't care less though.

I refuse to lose Cassidy like this. Why did it have to be me?

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Gosh I hate management sometimes!!!!

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