Downfall [lwt]

Chapter Fifteen - Stole My Heart

I wake up in the morning in my drab hotel bed. After sleeping on the bed I realize that I have to get a new room on level 11. I walk to the lobby of the hotel where a few girls are aruging with the manager. A stalky man greets me and asks if I need any assistance.

"Yes, I would like to know if I could switch to um... Another room?"

"Do you have any floor set in mind?"

"The 11th floor..."

The burly man shakes his head and checks the computer.

"I'm sorry ma'am. We actually have one open spot but that one is reserved for someone else. You will just have to make due with the one you already have." He smiles a greasy smile and walks to the back room.

I roll my eyes and just when I am about to walk away, another tenant, this time a younger girl, calls after me.

"You can have the open one! It's not reserved for anyone." She smiles as I smile back and nod my head furiously.

She hands me the room key and I tell her I am going to move all of my things into the other room. I send her another smile as I make my way back to the room. I pack all of my stuff, once again and go to the other room.

Isn't this the room right next to Pierced Direction's?

I unpack my things and decide to check on how the boys are doing. "Hey Bella! How are ya?" Niall asks answering the door.

"I'm fine... Where's Louis?" I ask as Niall invites me in.

"N-Niall... Is that Bella?" Louis coughs. 

"Is that Louis?" I ask roaming the living area to find Louis looking as pale as ever. "Are you alright?" I gasp as Louis has another coughing spell.

"I'm fine, love. Can you get me um.. Some water?" He asks politely. I go to get him a glass of water as he sits up I stare at him.

"What?" He asks gulping down half of the full glass of water.

"What happened to you? You were just fine last night."

"I think I'm coming down with a cold. I just need time to get better." He explains lying back down. 

"Well I hope you feel better." I smile as Niall walks over to me sighing. 

"So we have just been called by Management and they want us down there... Louis, do you think you're well enough that could come with us?" 

"I don't know, mate. Only if Bella will come." He smirks as I shake my head in disagreement.

From what I have heard about Management is that they practically hate every non-famous human beings that ever breathe on this planet. Which probably isn't true, but it still scares me that Louis is so brave to even want me there in the first place. It's tempting and sweet yet scary all at the same time. 

Before I even have time to react Louis says, "I won't go if Bella doesn't go." He crosses his arms and plants his head firmly on the head rest. 

"Bella... It would only take an hour, tops." 

"Fine..." I sigh staring down at my horrid-looking pajamas. 

"Let me just get changed and I will be back here." I say remembering that I have to give the old key card back to the tenant.

I let myself out of the door hearing Louis shout a very loud "yes" as I leave. I walk into my new hotel room and figure out what I am going to wear and what to do with my hair. 

They're probably going to be ready in like 5 minutes, whereas I still have to do my hair. 

I sigh loudly before deciding to do my hair first. I quickly struggle to plug the hair curler in and curl my hair into tight waves. I find my high waisted maroon maxi skirt and a cream crop top with geometric shapes on it. I find these cute black sandals that I decide to wear, also.

I grab my purse and the key card to the other room and walk out of the door. 

"I didn't know you switched rooms?" Louis says shocked as I laugh at him gaping. 

"I did and I have to give this to the tenant at the desk..." I hold up the key card and Louis nods as Niall closes their room door.

"Alright, we're ready."

"Where is Liam and Harry?" I ask.

"They're in the shops in downtown." He explains as I nod.

"Hope they don't get mobbed." 

We walk to the front desk as I impatiently wait on someone to come out of the office. 

"Yes?" A voice asks from my ear. It breaks me from my thoughts and I see the original burly man towering above me as I quickly hand him my key card. 

"Leaving so soon?"

"No actually I got a room transfer."

"I thought I fuckin' told ya, I wasn't gonna give you the damn room it's reserved for someone else." He spits as I literally wipe my face of his saliva. 

I honestly didn't come all the way across the United States to be treated like shit.

"Well someone else got me the room. Thanks." I say throwing him the card so he fumbles with it. I could practially hear him growling as we walk out of the lobby and into the fresh Los California sun. 

"What was that all about?" Louis questions as we walk to the black car impatiently waiting on us.

"Long story." I sigh as us three get into the vehicle. After the short car ride, we get out and the paparazzi are everywhere, despite the high security they have.

"You'll be fine." Louis reassures me as he holds out a hand. I grab it gently and squeeze his hand tightly. 

We walk into the rather large building and wait until the head of Management, Ben is greeting the two boys as I awkwardly shift from side to side in my chair.

"We're here!" Harry and Liam enter in the buidling as well as everyone in the main offices laugh at their being-lateness.

As Ben calls them over to meet with them, Louis pulls me up to my feet, despite my desparate pleas to not be there. As he walks to the doors I walk behind him and Ben stops me as I make my way to the door. 

"Actually, Bella... Will you go sit over there and wait? It will only be a short time before I will speak with you." I nod uneasily and Ben gives me a reassuring smile.

Actually, I'm not sure if it was a smile or a grimace.

After what feels like forever, they are finally done and the looks on their faces gives me a confused vibe.

Should I run now, or just sit here like an idiot?

"Bella, Ben would like to see you now." 

I straighten my skirt and walk into his office not sure of what to expect.

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