Can You Manage? (1D Fanfic)

Chapter 43

"Do you have anything to say about yourselves?!" asked an angry Simon at the end of the lecture. We were a couple minutes away from the venue, and Simon had been talking for about a half hour.

"I'm sorry, sir." said Louis, hanging his head.

"Same." said Liam.

"Sorry too." said Niall.

"And me too." said Zayn.

"This was all Hayley's fault!" Harry cried.

I looked up. "WHAT? How is this MY fault?"

The other boys glared at me.

"Guys." said Simon. "She was ONLY doing her job! She was trying to protect you!"

"She's only 15!" said Harry. "Who does she think she is, trying to boss us around?"

"Because she shares some of MY power." exclaimed Simon. "Don't think of her as a 15 year old girl! Think of her as another body who holds some power while I can't be there for you guys!"

"We still want some time to enjoy ourselves, and if Hayley is going to put an end to it, than just fire her!" Harry cried.

My eyes widened. I felt my face burn, and tears fall down my cheeks, and no matter how many times I told myself to stop, they just kept coming. I put my head in my hands.

"Oh no-" Niall whispered. "Harry, you bloody idiot! Look at what you've done!"

"Stop." I said, weakly. The boys went silent. We pulled up to the venue, and Simon hopped out. "Harry's right." I said. "I don't let you guys have any fun."

"No! No!" said Zayn, patting my shoulders. I jerked away from him and hopped out. We were entering the arena through the back entrance, so no one would find us.

I quietly sobbed as we walked into the building.

"Hayley," Simon called, but I wouldn't turn around.

"Come back!" Liam cried, catching up to me.

"No! Stop!" I cried, turning my head so that he wouldn't see my face. I tried hopping away with my boot.

Liam stopped and watched me scoot away. Then he turned around and glared at Harry.

"I...I didn't mean to-"

"Just shut it." Liam said, holding his hand up.

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I was in Niall's dressing room, watching him text away. I was still sobbing a little. All the time I've been on tour, has done me bad. My sister died, my ankle broke, I felt all the fan hatred, and Harry broke my heart. If I knew this was going to happen, I would've never signed up. I wish I could just quit, and go home to my grieving family, and rest my ankle so I could skate again. I wish I could just glide freely on the ice until my feet hurt. I couldn't do any of those things because I was on a six month contract, which would end at the end of April. Wow, it's been four months so far, and so much has happened. Still, I couldn't stop crying.

Niall turned around in his chair, and frowned. "please stop crying, Hayley."

I looked up at him. "Oh, Niall!" I cried, breaking down again in more tears. "My life is messed up!"

"I know." said Niall, coming over and sitting down next to me. He moved my hair that was covering my face, and then pulled me into a tight hug. It felt comforting. "Harry didn't mean what he said, he was just in a bad mood because he's single."

I looked up. "Really?"

Niall laughed. "I don't know."

I giggled too. Suddenly, Liam popped his head in. "Hey Niall." He said.

"What's up, Liam?"

"Harry wants you."

Niall sighed, but got up. Soon, it was just Liam and I in the dressing room.

"Are you allright?" he asked.

I nodded. "I'm doing okay."

"I know so much has happened to you." he said.

"Yeah."

"So I want you to know that everything is going to be ok."

"How can you be sure?"

"I'm certain." he said.

I smiled.