I Will Fix You (Ziall)

Chapter 7

Niall's sleep was disturbed by the sudden ring of his phone. Without looking at the caller ID, he answered the phone both eyes close still.

"Niall, it's me, Simon." Said the voice on the other line.

"Oh hey, Uncle Si. 'Need something?" Niall asked.

"Yes. It's actually about the management. They wanted to see you." Answered Simon.

Niall shot up from bed when he heard the word 'management' and immediately asked Simon.

"What? Why? Did they found out?"

"Just come here and bring the others, please." Answered Simon. 

Please... This is serious. Niall thought so he texted the others immediately.

"Management wants us. Now. Uncle Si said we really need to go." 

Niall sent the message to the other three before going to Harry's bedroom.

"Hey Haz, wake up." He slowly shook him. Harry stirred.

"What is it, Ni? It's still early." Harry said.

"Yes but the management wants to see us. Now."

Harry suddenly looked a lot more awake now.

"What?" He said, wanting Niall to say that he's only joking. He doesn't like the idea of an emergency meeting. Emergency meeting means trouble for them.

"C'mon Haz. Dress yourself up, I'm not joking. Uncli Si called and I already texted the others. I don't wanna be late, now up." 

Niall's POV 

Harry and I arrived rather early. We moved fast. We're anxious, we're nervous. What if the management saw the interview yesterday and they managed to somehow know that there's something going on between us five?

It will be my fault. My entire fault. If only I didn't started that little inside argument of Louis' and mine, then this wouldn't have happened.

We waited outside the meeting room for about ten minutes before Liam came, rushing.

"What is it?" He said, talking to us for the first time since the fight.

"Uncle Si didn't told me what it was about. But I guess it's about what happened yesterday with the interview." I answered before I let out an exasperated sigh.

"It's alright Ni. If ever the incident yesterday was the issue, I'm sure the consequences won't be that big." Harry assured me.

I just nodded before sighing again. Then came in Zayn who stood awkwardly beside me, not looking at any one of us. Liam sighed too before sitting on the chair with a fair distance between me, Harry and Zayn.

Air is in awkward silence 'til Louis came in, emotions unreadable in his face. He just sat across Liam and scrolled through his cellphone without greeting any of us.

And that's the time when a woman came out of the meeting room telling us that we can now go inside. We all sighed, except Louis (I didn't heared or saw him nor I wanted to hear any of his noise or watch his every move).

As we entered, blank faces of the big bosses stared at us. We just stood there until one of the excutives motioned for us to sit down on the five chairs.

"Now, let us get this straight, you guys are in a big fight." Not a question but a statement.

We just looked down, playing with our hands that are resting on our legs.

"And fighting is never an option in a boyband." Continued the first executive.

"So now, we thought of ways for you to make up. That's why we decided that from now on, you guys will be living in the same house." Said the second executive which made us shot up and me shouting, "WHAT?!"

Thay all just stared at me.

"B-but, that can't -"

"No buts Mr. Horan. That's our final decision. No one can change that now. Even Mr. Cowell and Paul agreed with this." 

We five stared at them dumbstruck.

"We already prepared your new house. Oh, and before you can even make excuses, you're on vacation in three months. So you will be practically living with each other for 100 days." Said the third executive.

"No going in any other places unless you're all going. You will just stay at home." Said the first man sternly.

"Pack your belongings now because you will be moving in your new house today too."

"Now? Today? Seriously?" Questioned Liam.

"Yes, in all seriousness." Answered the executives.

"Don't we have a say in this?" complained Louis.

"This is already a management's decision." The first executive said with finality in his voice.

"Now off you go now." The second executive dismissing us.

The boys got out of the room weakly, their shoulders down. I stayed put.

"Do you really think this will do good to any of us?" I asked them.

"Ah, Niall. The only sane one, based on what Simon said." The third one turned to me.

"Yes, we really think it'll help you." Answered the first one, who I think is the highest one in here right now.

"Don't you think it will only lead to disaster? I've been trying to get them off of one another's sight. Living in the same house, I think, will only lead to more fights." I voiced out my opinion.

"Maybe not, maybe yes. Who knows what will really happen, right? But I want you to be ready Niall. If ever they will have a fight in the start, that's normal. So guide them, stop them. But if the fights continued then, we'll think what you said earlier." Said the first man, once again.

I looked at them again before sighing. I was about to exit the room when the man spoke again.

"If this continued, your friends' dreams will fall Niall. Hardworks will only be thrown in trash. I swear Mr. Horan, biggest and most phenomenal boyband in the planet, yes, but we cannot tolerate you. So we'll get you out of the stage before people with nothing to do bad mouths you and give you bad reputations."

I smiled at them before exiting the room, finding Harry waiting for me.

"Why such a long time before you got out?" Harry asked.

"Oh, nothing. Just asked them a few things. C'mon, let's hurry. We don't want to get the worst room in the house now, do we?" I said before smiling cheery at Harry. 

For the sake of him being not so worried, for the sake of Zayn, of Liam, of Louis. For the sake of our hardworks and dreams...

I will start fake-smiling.

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Sorry for the typos and grammatical errors.