Just the Two of Us [Niall Horan fanfic]

Chapter 20: I won't give up on us, even if the skies get rough.

A/N: I just wanted to say that I have a new story called ''Lost and Found''. It would mean a lot to me if you'd read and maybe leave a comment telling me if you'd liked it or not! :) Love you all! (BTW 6.1K OMG THANK YOU OMG OMG) btw, this is edited by the lovely  ssaranghaee :)

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I turned off the lights and grabbed the key to lock the door of the dressing room. I knew what I was going to do right now was beyond unprofessional, but I just needed to sort things out. I needed answers and if he didn’t give me them, I swore to myself I would never come back. Even though it’s easier said than done, I knew this was necessary. I sighed, this has been going on for too long and I’m too exhausted to keep playing his little game. I turned on my heels, but before I could take a step, my phone went off.

I’m outside. You coming? The text read.

I texted him a quick answer back, telling him I'll be there in a minute. I clenched my phone in my hand as I walked past Harrold's office. The lights where still on, so I lightly knocked on his door.

“Yes?”

I opened the door. He was sitting at desk and only a small light shined on the papers in front of him; his head was resting in the palms of his hand.

“I just wanted to say goodbye, I'll see you tomorrow,” I said, a little hesitantly; Susan’s words were still echoing in my mind.

“Yes, Emma, I'll see you tomorrow. I just wanted to say that you did a good job,” he praised me, making me gleam with pride. “I know it wasn't nice to get you up stage, I know how you despise anything that has to do with spotlights, but it did sure made us trending topic on twitter!”

He looked genuinely happy as I saw his eyes glazing with pride, and I was astonished. 

“That was your idea?” I asked perplexed. 

“Yes, that was me. This won't happen again, I promise Emma. But come on, the media loves you so I had no choice, honestly.”

A surge of anger boiled up inside of me as I looked him straight in the eye, a mischievous smile prominent on his face. I felt betrayed, how could he? He just used me for a moment of fame on the covers of stupid magazines, what a dick. Squinting my eyes, I gave him a angry look as I pursed my lips.

“So I guess that's why I needed to host the time when Leslie fell of the stairs? That's why you were smiling so big when I got in a fight with Taylor?” I controlled my voice to a low level. No matter how much I wanted to yell and scream at him, I would not let him get the best of me.

“I won't lie to you Emma, yes that was exactly why. I'm sorry if this makes you mad, but it was the best for all of us,” he said shortly, giving me a look to tell me that he wanted to end this conversation. 

“I can't believe this, you used me.”

“We didn't use you, we took advantage of the situation,” he said, his teeth clenched as he folded his arms. I knew I that I had to shut my mouth right now; I knew that I shouldn’t be discussing this with him anymore, but I had too much pride to let this go. No one, no one could ever take advantage of me like that.

“Fuck off, Harrold,” I spat and I turned on my heels, slamming the door behind me.

I rushed outside with my palms resting on the brick wall. I was beyond furious as I rapidly puffed breaths of air out of my mouth, loosening my fists that had been clenched the whole time. I wasn't even afraid of losing my job. My only worries were what the magazines would say. This was why I wanted to stay out of the spotlights. I just wanted to live my life without feeling scared of what people would say or write about me. I knew that if I told Harrold that it was okay, it would happen again. He didn't feel genuinely sorry; I could hear the proud tone in his voice as he spoke. He only cared about money, not giving any compassion to his employees.