Just the Two of Us [Niall Horan fanfic]

Chapter 8: If you don't risk anything, you risk even more.

I glanced at my phone as I took my seat belt off. I arrived ten minutes late to work, due to a traffic jam. I've never been late for work so I didn't know whether they would be extremely mad or not. I rushed out of my car and ran towards the building. When I was inside I slowed down, while gasping loudly. I really needed a workout, my endurance sucked. I walked in a quick pace towards my boss' office and knocked hesitantly on his door.

"Come in.'' He shouted and I walked in nervously. He was looking at some papers, which were laying on his desk, as he wrote something down on them. I cleared my throat in an attempt to get his attention. He looked up to me while he rubbed on his chin.  

"Emma, what are you doing here this late?" He asked without emotion.

"I'm so sorry sir! I was stuck in a huge traffic jam, but this won't ever happen again!"

He looked at my in silence for a while as he took his glasses off. He tapped on his lips a couple of times like he was thinking of something.

"It's okay, but never let this happen again! Our guest for tonight, Taylor Swift, has already arrived here. She's now in the make up room, so go there and ask if she needs anything. If she doesn't want anything, stay with her until her make up is done. She needs to be on set at 8 o 'clock.''

I nodded as I turned around, making my way to the make up room. Due to the traffic jam, I totally forgot Taylor was our guest tonight. She had just released a new album, so my boss was determined on having her on the show, which he succeeded in.

It has been a week since Niall called me, but I'm guessing he hasn't told Taylor about it. He's never called me again, since, but neither did I. He was so confusing, why did he call me? Why did he tell me he still loved me? He really turned my life upside down, he made everything so confusing. It made me angry, really angry. Screw him, I'll never allow him to play with my heart again.

Before I walked in, I heard a big scream followed by a loud bang which sounded like it came from downstairs. Without thinking I rushed towards the source of the noise.

"What happened?" I asked Susan, a lady who worked here also. I tried to see what had happened but there were to many people blocking my view. Susan looked at me with a sad face.

"Leslie, our host, just fell down the stairs! It doesn't look good at all, they think she broke her arm.'' Susan explained to me.

My mouth fell open, that was horrible. Only two hours before show time, what's going to happen now? Susan looked at me, brows furrowed as she rubbed her chin. I gave her a questionable look as she suddenly smiled big.

"You!" She shouted excited, causing me to shake my head in confusion.

"Harold is desperately searching for a new host for tonight, but you can do it! You already know Taylor a bit because you helped her when she was on our show with One Direction! You have the looks, you're a great talker, you're it! Harold, come over here!" Susan wildly motioned Harold to come over. She was beyond excited like she found the cure for cancer. I tugged on the hem of Susan's sleeve in an attempt to stop her.

"No, Susan! Bad idea, really bad idea!" I whispered kinda angry but she didn't stop.

"Harold" She was still trying to get his attention, and it worked because Harold turned around and walked over to us. I sighed deeply, why was everything suddenly not going my way?

"Hello Susan, something wrong?" He asked her, with a stressed look on his face which made total sense because his TV-show suddenly fell apart tonight due to Leslie's fall.

"Harold, are you still looking for a new host for tonight? If so, I think Emma is the perfect girl for you!" She told him which made him looking me straight in the eye, causing me to feel a little uncomfortable.