How it All Started (A One Direction fanfiction)

Chapter 26

"WHAT IS THIS, HORAN?!" I hear a deep voice yell, which wakes me up unpleasantly. I honestly have no idea what time it is, but all I know is I don't want to be woken up.

"Will you just give me a minute to explain before you scream at me? Why can you never let me talk before accusing me of all this stuff!?" I hear Niall say in a very angry, annoyed tone. I can almost picture his face red with anger right now.

I feel around next to me to feel nothing, so I open my eyes and see he isn't here anymore, but near the door we came in, arguing with a maybe 40-year-old guy in a suit.

I honestly have no idea who it is, but from the looks of it, it's not good. Both of their faces seem to be in that scrunched up, annoyed and angry expression.

I look around to find Harry and Christine, and I find only Christine over where they were last night, and Harry walking over to Niall, looking extremely pissed.

I decided instead of just siting here alone, I should go walk over to Christine and she if she knows anything. I know she probably doesn't but I just want to sit with her. I hate being alone.

As I walk over to her, I see Niall point me out to the guy, and I feel extremely uncomfortable. Once I make it over to Christine, she looks relieved to see me.

"What's happening?" I ask her as I take a seat besides her.

"I was just gonna ask you that. All I know is that they don't look very happy." She sighs as she turns her head so were facing each other.

"Who do you think that guy is?" I ask her, pointing to the surprisingly intimidating guy talking to Niall. For a chubby man in a business suit, he kinda scares me a lot.

"One of their dads? I don't know at all to be honest." She guesses.

"I doubt it's one of their fathers, they pop stars I doubt their dads would come all the way here to find them." I reply truthfully. I think it would be a little weird of one of their fathers got this upset about them being up here with two girls. Also very awkward but I'm going to try to ignore that because I don't think that's the case.

"Are they in trouble? Are we? Did we so something wrong?" She asks, looking a bit frightened.

"I mean I hope not, what could we really be I'm trouble for? Maybe the guy like owns the building and doesn't like people being up here?" I guess. After I say it, I actually start thinking that's it. But I mean, what could they really do about it, just tell us to leave he can't charge us with anything, serious at least. I hope.

"Maybe." She says.

"Sooooo on the bright side, how's Harry?" I smirk, and I can see the blush creeping onto her face already and she hasn't even started talking about him.

"Really well. He's so sweet and we talked so easily and he's so funny and cute and his dimple is adorable even though everyone says that it really is and oh my gosh I didn't think I would like him this much is that weird?" She rambles, out of breath by the end of her sentence.

"That's good, and I don't think it's weird. I felt the same way with Niall when I first met him. My feelings for him are moving really fast and it seems... Not weird but like, unfamiliar you know?" I say. It's true, I know I'm kinda moving fast with Niall, not so much with the relationship but with my feelings for him. Hell, I cried when I left him and we've only known each other for like a week.

"Yeah, I get it. Who knew pop stars would be so kind and polite? I thought they were all mean." She giggled, half serious, half joking.

"Well, I don't think all of them are this nice, but they are." I laugh back truthfully.