Harry's P.O.V.
"Niall wait!" I called. He didn't turn. He didn't stop. He didn't say anything. This wasn't the care free Niall I knew. This Niall was hurt, this Niall was upset, this Niall was pissed off.... At me, at us. We all rushed down the hallway to keep up with him, it wasn't very hard, I mean the guys hobbling down the hallway on crutches, of course we could keep up.
"Niall-" Louis began. Daggers. Daggers is all he got. Niall began to walk faster. Shooting glares at us from all corners of his eyes. He did not utter a single word to us. We picked up the pace so we were along side him again. He couldn't go any faster on those crutches of his so he just stopped in the middle of the corridor.
"Niall-" Louis began again.
"F**k off." Niall murmured.
"Well excuse me, that was uncalled for wasn't it?" Louis sasses. Niall gave him an even deadlier glare than before and Zayn smacked him. "Ok sorry." Louis muttered.
Quiet. No words came out of Niall's mouth.
"Look Nialler, we're going to talk to you whether your listening our not, so there's nothing you can do about it." I spoke. As I expected he didn't appear to be listen. Instead he had his phone out and was getting ready to call someone. I craned my neck to see who it was. Paul.
"Paul." He said. It was the first time he had spoke since he stormed off the bus. "Yeah, I'm in the arena, by the lightening booth. Yeah, come. Please. Alright bye."
He hung up the phone and slid it back into his pocket. He didn't get up and walk away from us but he continued to give us the silent treatment.
"Niall, were so sorry. We never meant to hurt you." Liam said, we all nodded in agreement. He glared at us. Moments later Paul came down the corridor, with someone at his heels.
"Uncle Si!" Louis cheered before enveloping Simon into a hug. Simon quickly pushed him off before speaking.
"Hello boys," he said, "how are you feeling Mr. Horan?"
"Could be better." Niall spoke again.
"Now boys, you are needed in a meeting with management immediately. Come along now." Simon spoke.
"What why?" I shouted before following him and everyone else to a room.
"You'll see." He answered.
I glanced over at Niall. He looked scared and worried. I knew he thought this is where they would tell him. He's been kicked out of the band. I'm afraid it might be too. Ever since that meeting to weeks ago, I've been a little on edge.
**flashback**
"Hello boys, how have you been?" A man in a suit said as we all took seats in front of the desk. I couldn't help but noticed one of us is missing. Niall.
"Good." Liam answered for us.
"Good, good. Now lets begin." The man said.
"But wait. Niall's not here." I interrupted.
"Yes. I know. He won't be in attendance today. After all, it's him were discussing."
"What? Why?" Zayn asked.
"We'll, I'm afraid Mr. Horan's time in this band is limited. People just don't seem to like him. Now, what we need you boys to do is act like a jerk to him. As mean as possible. Make him quit before we have to fire him. Make it look like it was his own decision to leave the band."
"So you want us to bully our best friend?" Liam questioned.
"Yes precisely." The man answered.
"And what if we don't" I yelled.
"Well then you will be out the door with Mr. Horan as well."
I was too stunned to speak. We were dismissed from the meeting. As much as it pained me to do so, I could not leave this band, none of us could. Unfortunately, we would have to carry out with this sick plan.
**end of flashback**
"Ah, boys. Take a seat." The same man in the suit said.
"Now it was a full consensus that you, Mr. Horan...."
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A/N mwhahahahhaha cliff hanger. I loves Niall. I want to make his babies, but he's so sexy that my ovaries have exploded. Luv u guys! Check out my new fanfic If I Go. It's about Harry and e rest of the boys. Thanks for reading.
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