Only two can play (one direction fanfic)

Panic and pause

My phone started to ring again. Who could be calling me at such an awful time.
Stacy of course. I bet she was so angry at me I mean I'm angry at me. I answered the call and placed the phone against my ear preparing to be shouted at.
"How did this happen Trinny?" Her voice came through with obvious disappointment. I really didn't have anything to say to her because I really didn't know. The boys were fine the whole time.
"I'm not sure Stacy, I don't even understand when this could have happened. This is so random, who could have made such a rumour?"
I was honestly wetting myself  by now, Stacey never used that tone with me ever, she's only ever cheerful.
"Listen Katrinna, the band are very successful and have a large fanbase, but they also have a lot of people who don't like them" she cleared her throat

"Not everyone in this word is rational and some people feel the need to take their hatred on a further level. The boys deal with stuff similar to this but usually it doesn't have such a big impact. Now I haven't been working on One direction for so long so I don't know whether this is true or not. You'll have to ask them babe"
I wanted to say something back or ask her for help but I knew she was growing impatient with me.
"I'll fix it"
"That's what I like to hear but it better be soon. The big guys aren't very happy and I'm the one that suggested you so it won't be good for both of us" Stacy said before saying bye and hanging up. How was this happening already. I let out a large frustrated moan before dropping on my bed and squeezing my eyes shut.
I didn't know how this was gonna turn out but if I wanted any good to happen I needed to be smart and fast.
Most of all I had to keep the boys from leaving the house and getting attacked or something.
I could hear them in the corridor and it sounded like they were going to the front door. I shot up to leave and appeared in front of them. They all were in hoodies and sunglasses which confirmed what I thought.
"Stop!" I blurted
"Where do you guys think you are going without telling me?" I walked to stand in front of the door with my hand on my hips, I was tapping my foot which was more out of wits than being authoritative.
"We're just going to get some ice ream love, you don't have to shout" Louis said. They were all looking at me as if I was crazy and I would be if this didn't work out. Liam was swinging the keys on his hands and they all looked at me waiting for an explanation.
"No you can't go out, you might be seen" I cried with my hands stretched out to block their way. It didn't do much because all Liam did was move me and they all proceeded to walk out the door.
"Guys stop! I'll get you it. Just sit down please" my voice was becoming high pitched with worry and I hadn't  even seemed to convince them.
" I don't want anyone to follow you back here to cause trouble and it's my duty as a manager to tell you what to do so I suggest you sit back down, and I'll get the ice cream okay?"
They still looked like they wanted to argue.
"I'll use my company card so you guys just sit and relax and I'll be back in no time. Just let me quickly check my emails for your new schedule"
Finally they gave over and walked back into the house.
I locked the door behind me and followed the boys back into the living room. My heart was beating a little less now at the  thought of passing the first hurdle. I sat down on the sofa with everyone and checked my emails from management.
I felt sick all over again when I saw the boys had an appearance on the lakely live show on Saturday. How were they supposed to show their faces when all this had happened.
This would have just made things worse, I could see it all now.
The tweets and posts, flooding their timeline. Everyone panicking and me losing my job.
My mind started to think of alternative jobs I could do when I got fired. I had only finished school last year so I didn't have a degree  meaning my choices of good paying jobs weren't that high.
I needed one I could support my mum with once she got out of the hospital whilst I paid for the rent and all the other bills.
Oh God I couldn't afford to lose this job, not now of all times. I could leave  once my mum left the hospital and was stable.
Please God help me find a way I prayed inwardly.
I looked around the room biting my lip as I thought of what I had lost in a few days. They were all still sitting apart from Harry who had left at some point.
I was too busy in my own feelings to notice one of them had left.
Why did it have to be him. The one who was most likely to try and irritate me. Trying to have a conversation with him was like talking to a brick wall, and the annoying thing was he seemed to know what he was doing but regardless of that I had to see what he was doing.
As I was getting up he appeared from the corridor and was heading for the door for the second time today.
With some kind of super speed I smacked my body against the door in efforts to stop him from leaving.
"Where are you going now?"
He didn't answer me but pushed me aside to unlock the door.
I place my hand on the handle determined not to let him open it but he just moves it away and opens the door. I follow him still trying to get him to tell me where he is going but he ignores me and carries on walking.
"Just tell me where you want to go?"
He sighs "I want to take a walk" and he carries on. "You can't, I told you, you guys need to stay in the house so do as I say". It's like he never heard me as he didn't even try to make a remark, and of all the areas he seems to want to go walk through time. The place we will most likely see people who want to pick a fight. I try to walk in front of him moving backwards but it's no use cos he's so set on doing what he wants to do. " I'm not your friend or here to play around so get back into the house now!" A bit of authority always works or it should be because by that sound we would be near the main round.
"Unless you give me a good enough reason on why I should stay indoors I suggest you leave me alone love"
The sound of many cars fills my ears and I latch on to his sleeve in hopes to drag him back if he won't cooperate with me. However he isn't having none of it, what's so important about taking this walk that he doesn't mind me coming with him. I don't care if he gets angry or doesn't talk to me because anything is better than having him noticed.
My hands cup his left hand as we stop in front of the busy road.
He stops moving and looks at our hands without talking or making a sound . I wonder if he's going to turn back but all he does is take his glasses off and yanks his hand back.

"Get lost and leave me alone" Even though I wanted to leave him alone it wasn't going to work right now. I covered my face with my hands in attempt to wipe away all worry.
A vibration goes off and I look at my phone but nothing's coming up. Harry's phone is the same and we look to the left and see a girl about fourteen taking pictures.
"Hey stop that" I say trying to grab her phone but the girl runs off.
"You see what you've done now?"
He shakes his head and moves around me to go to the zebra crossing.
"You can't go to town because there's rumours going around that you guys stood up an ill girl and you're receiving a lot of hateful feedback" I spill out.
I try not to seem it but I'm kind of scared, fearful in fact.
"If you were gonna make up an excuse at least you should have made it believable" that being said he still checks his phone.
I wait a while watching him click and scroll to see if what I have said is showing up on his screen.
His face pales "they've got it all wrong, it wasn't like that" he looks like he's gonna have a panic attack. " We were gonna go....something just came up"
I don't know what to say to him or what will comfort him at this point do I reach out my hand to touch his shoulder.

"What happened Harry?" That seems to be the only intelligent thing that seems okay to say right now.
I wait for his answers that seems stuck on his throat but instead he shrugs me off
"I need to tell the lads"
" no don't do that, I don't want them worried or panicking. I wasn't even supposed to tell you" I say

He looks annoyed now and curses under his breath
"Well too late because it's no longer your call"
"Listen I know you don't like me and I don't like you either but one thing you have to get in your head is I'm in charge and I said I'll fix it"
Some how I don't know but I will I think to myself.
He pinches the bridge of his nose and shakes his head "you better or I'll make sure you lose your job as fast as you got it" and with that he turns to go back.

My heart sinks at the thought of not having a solution. I hate not knowing what to do. It frustrates me because I know I can find a way, I know there's a way out but I'm stumped.
It would have been easier if there wasn't so many people counting on me or breathing down my back, I just get so stressed and begin to panic.

I just can't pause with so many voices in my head shouting at me and I know I can't blame anyone else for my lack of initiative, it's all in my head but I just need space to think.
This is what the music industry is about and if I want to keep this job I have to woman up and get used to it.
It's not of any use moping around and pointing  the finger because it was my job to keep the boys from anything controversial or harmful to their careers.

So all I can do now is fix it because there is no going back and I will find some kind of solution I just need time to think.

Instead of going back to the house I turn right and set off down the road. The cars move pass me swiftly and up ahead I spot a cyclist peddling with so much effort.
The path begins to get steeper and I'm lead towards a park. The front is covered in freshly cut green grass and black metal fence surrounding it.
I walk in and follow the path further into the Greenland and spot many children playing near some swings.

Two little ginger girls  chase each other wearing floral summer dresses and jelly shoes, their pigtails bounce around in the air as they move. The laughter that escapes them saddens me a little, it shouldn't because it's no ones fault but mine but I can't help think off the past.

Not wanting to see anymore I carry on walking until I see no more people just benches and trees. I stop at one and sit still bothered about my thoughts of the past. This wasn't a good time to walk down memory lane but a large piece of me thinks if I had taken that offer long ago I wouldn't be in this mess regardless of my mums situation.

I sigh shutting my eyes letting myself delve into my neatly boxed thoughts that I'd tried so hard to stop from resurfacing.
I guess now was a good time to confront it.