Envy (Niall Horan Fan-Fic) Book 1(IN EDITING)

Part twenty-three

Hey guys! I didn't exactly proof read this so please excuse my bad grammar if there is any. I love all of you! I wanted to update early because the comments you guys have been leaving are just too sweet <3 Okay well here it is!!!!

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Nialls POV

“What do you know Simon?” I ask with a serious face.

I’m in Simon’s office right now sitting in front of him. I came right after he called me.

“Niall, the security guards weren’t my idea.” He replied.

“Okay then who else could it have been?”

“Management.” He coldly retorted.

“Aren’t you kind of a part of management.” I ask suspiciously.

“Yes. Actually a few weeks ago they came up to me and pitched me the idea. They told me that they wanted you to get mobbed by fans on purpose, so you would get injured, which would be all over the news and tabloids. They wanted you guys to gain more publicity. I declined, but they went behind my back and went on with it anyway.”

I didn’t know what to say. Maybe my safety isn’t as important to other people as I thought. When they see me, all they see is money, instead of a human being. I sigh and put my hands through my hair.

“Niall, don’t worry. They’re all fired and that will never happen again. Did you get injured?” He asked a little concerned.

I pulled up my sleeves to show him the few cuts I had on my arms.

He nodded.

“I heard that your Elizabeth got hurt. Is she okay?”

I begin to play with my fingers trying to distract myself from my emotions.

I then slowly look up to him.

“Um… she’s not well.” I state. I feel if I go into more detail about what happened to her, I wouldn’t be able to control myself.

Simon notices how I’m trying to hold it back and says nothing further.

“I hope she feels better.” He simply states.

I nod, thank him, and then leave.

I walk back to Steve’s car to see Steve sleeping once again.

I tap on his window, which causes him to wake up.

He yawns and unlocks the door.

“Tired?” I asked while chuckling a little.

He chuckles and nods.

“Where to now?” He asks.

“Back to the hotel. I’m going to take a quick shower and change my clothes. Then Harry will drive me back to the hospital, so I can see her again.” I retort.

“Okie doke.” He adds.

“By the way Steve, thank you.”

He gives me a soft smile.

“No problem.”

1 Hour later

I finished my shower and am now dressed. Harry is just lying in his bed staring at the ceiling.

“You okay lad?” I ask.

He turns his head to me and begins to sit up and get out of his bed.