Unwanted (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 18

Niall's P.O.V.

For years and years I have worked. Putting a smile on my face when I desperately wanted to frown. Being the innocent one. Never showing my true feelings. Building up this facade. And now, in just a few months that all has come crashing down.

I can no longer keep my smile going, just because of 4 stupid "friends." No, I would never cut or commit suicide, those thoughts will never cross my mind, ever. It's just hard, you spend all this time trying to be something and it all just falls apart.

I can finally be me, but that's not what people know. I don't have management or anyone tying me down anymore, but in the back of my mind, they're always there. "Smile, Niall. Don't do that Niall."

My phone pinged bringing me out of my thoughts. It was a message from an unknown number with a link to a website. I tapped it, I got stuff from unknown people all the time, it was usually just people who I worked with. Strange I guess since I don't technically work with anyone anymore but it was an old habit.

The link brought me to an article:

Just months after member, Niall Horan leaving the group, One Direction is off in search for a new member. The boys have officially released a statement saying that they will be adding a new member to the group. Who will it be? We will have to wait for the boys' press conference tomorrow to find out!

Sure, I had sent out that tweet saying I would never come back, I told them I never wanted to see them again, but I never wanted them to replace me. One Direction is still and will always be a part of my heart and it broke me to see that they were moving on and I wasn't.

Would I come back now? No. Maybe this is all just a trick. A dream. Maybe it's them plotting to get me back. Well, it may hurt, but they will never get me back. They don't deserve me back and I don't deserve what they put me through.

It's all probably just fake... Like my smile.

Harry's P.O.V.

"Louis, I don't think this'll work." I said.

"Never know until you try." He stated.

Since Niall left, he's gotten so much more serious, more mature. He seems sad a lot, we all do. We are all guilty.

"But are we seriously going to kidnap him?" Zayn asked worriedly.

"That's the only way he will come to hear the announcement."

"Ok, so we are kidnapping him and taking him to one of our concerts? And then dragging him to that press conference?" Liam questioned.

"Yup. I already told her the plan. She's going to take him to us and make sure he stays."

Niall is going to hate this.

Niall's P.O.V.

Kam said she had a surprise for me today. I was really excited to her, she's been avoiding me all week. She had arrived at my apartment his afternoon and called a cab to take me to my surprise.

She whispered something in the guy's ear before sliding down into the back seat. Forty-five minutes later the cab pulled up to the 02 arena. I insisted on paying the cab fee before we left the car.

"A concert, Kam? Who are we seeing?" I asked as she led me around back. Strange.

It was mostly empty, maybe we were very early?

She didn't respond. I stopped walking.

"Kam, who are we seeing?" I repeated.

She looked around nervously and her eyes widened at the side of the building.

"You'll see Niall, let's go!" She said urgently.

Curious, I glanced at the side of the building. There was a giant poster, with four faces plastered on it, with the giant words One Direction. How did I not notice that earlier?

"Kambree, no." I stated. I began walking away quickly. I did not want to see them, especially see them up there without me. I thought Kambree knew that.

"This is Spider man. Lucky Charms is leaving the premises. Send out the penguin, over and out." I heard Kam say behind me. I would have laughed at her weird ramble if I wasn't so angry.

I kept walking. But suddenly I raised over someone's back and pulled in the other direction, towards the arena. I recognized the man as Paul.

"Bloody hell, Paul?" I yelled. Kambree was laughing behind us as Paul continued to drag me to the concert arena.

He opened the door to the area and put me down in a dressing room.

"Sorry about that, but you're not leaving." He said before exiting and locking the door behind him. Kam and followed behind him.

I was stuck. There were no windows or vents. I was stuck in here. Luckily, there was nobody else in here.

An hour later, two security guards came back in. The each grabbed one of my arms.

"What the hell are you doing? Get off." I screeched.

"Sorry, Mr. Horan, no can do." The one with dark hair stated as the both continued to drag me. The dragged me until we were in the front row of the audience. The place was packed now with screaming girls.

"Sit." The other one said as he pushed me down into a seat, front and center. They stood around me, blocking me from getting away.

Music started and he boys came out. The screaming intensified. I'm not watching this. I pulled my headphones and my phone out of my pocket.

"Sorry. Mr. Horan." The dark haired one said as he grabbed them away from me. What the hell is going on?

I still had my snap back on so I slid it over my face, so I couldn't see anything, but I could still hear Zayn's voice singing Best Song Ever.

"No you don't." The other guard said as he lift the hat from my head and placed it on his own. Great, I had run out of distractions.

"I have to go to the bathroom." I said.

"Liar." The dark haired one said.

I slumped back down into my seat. This is going to be the worst night ever.

It was torture, hearing their voices. Hearing the songs, I was supposed to sing. Hearing my part sung by one of them. I was pissed.

They kept trying to make eye contact with me for the whole show, but I don't think I ever looked up from the floor.

"Before we go, we have one last song. And before we sing it, we just want to say something to one of our friends here tonight. Tim, Chris, bring him up." Louis said.

The two guards, I guess Tim and Chris, next to me began to grab me again. Hell no. I am not going back up there.

They lifted me on the stage and pushed me up towards the lads. I tried to run back, but they just stood in the way. Fuck no.

I crossed my arms and stood as far away from the boys as possible. I guess one of the guards had shoved an ear piece in my ear because I could actually hear.

"I'm sure you guys all know who this is, right?" Liam said to the audience. "It's our friend Niall."

"I'm not your friend." I grumbled to myself.

"What was that, Niall?" Zayn said suddenly appearing beside me shoving a microphone in my face. I pushed it away.

"Get away from me. I thought I made myself clear when I said I never wanted to see you again, so let me go." I snarled. Somehow the microphone still picked up on that. The audience gasped. "Dumb fuck." I growled before walking farther away from them.

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A/N another blah chappie. :(

But the first part, explains exactly what I'm feeling right now. In my life, that is exactly what's happening to me and it hard. But that part was basically me ranting, but I think it works.

If you guys ever need to talk, I'm hear.

Xx

-T