We stepped inside the office. A long desk laid across the middle of the room, a man sat at the head of the table and there was only three empty seats.
Getting greeted my narrowed eyes I slowly followed Niall to a seat. He left Paisley on his lap, she moved a little but then just curled close to NIall. I looked at Ni real quick, my palms were sweaty and I felt a little shaky not really knowing what to expect. All I heard about management from the lads was bad.
My stomach tightened as the man at the head of the table cleared his throat. I sat up straighter fixing my bangs that were beginning to fall out of my clip. I placed my hands on the table so I could look more attentive but Niall stayed in his slouched position with Paisley.
:So Niall, I see we're making trouble again." A lady near the head of the table said, it a 'I'm to good for you' tone. Niall grunted not even bothering to look at her.
"So Niall, you put all you 'mates' in jeopardy because you had to sneak out to see your little girl friend, who probably only wants you back for the money, and your supposedly child." The guy at the hea of the table spoke up
My hands curled into fist with that whole "only wants you for the money" thing. But Niall put a light hand on my thigh.
"Supposedly my child. Have you seen her?" He snapped
I watched as Paisley slowly opened her eyes. She rubbed them then looked up at Niall.
"Where awe we?" She yawned
"We're out, it's ok mommy and daddy our here." Niall cooed running his thumb over her forehead. She sat up leaning her back against Niall and slowly looked at her surroundings. Some of the people at the table, who obviously weren't that important, made cooing faces at her.
I grabbed Paisley's sippy cup and handed it to her so she'd have something for the meeting.
"Mmhm.. She definitely looks like you Niall but do you know how many fans would leave if anyone found out you had a child?"
"Some would, but the true fans would stay. Just cause I'm taken doesn't mean I can't be loved by my fans." Niall sat up straighter now, happy with the point he had made.
"So you'd like to show all these younger fans that it's ok to have a kid this early in age?" The man raised his eyebrows
"No, but i'd show them that mistakes happen and I'd tell them it's not a good thing to have a kid so young." Niall snapped
"Well Niall I don't approve of this relationship. You're not allowed to see, talk too, or talk about Martha and Paisley ever again." With those word my jaw clenched
"What is wron-" Niall began but I turned to him
"Get Paisley out of here." I muttered through gritted teeth.
"No Ma-"
"Out." I muttered
"I stood up from my seat and followed Niall to the door handing him the diaper bag when we approached it. I turned back to the man at the head of the table after I heard the door closed.
"Listen to me. Name me something Niall has done wrong just one thing, something so bad that it could've ruined his whole carrier."
"Well, this." The man said, astonished my out burst
"This wouldn't ruin his whole carrier, maybe lose a couple fans but nothing big! Would you rather have a few depressed band members or happy ones?"
"Well-"
"I'm not done yet." I snapped "If you lost one band member, just one and it could be any of them, you wouldn't have One Direction. I've been around them together, they're like brothers. They'd all leave you. You make so much money off of them, you have to think about what you'd be losing to."
I heard muffled talking from the other side of the door then Louis' voice go clearer "Martha stop, lets go it's fine." I ignored Louis and took one more step away from the door.
"Can someone go get security." The lady next to the 'leader' said
No one moved. She went to get up but I quickly made my way back to the door locking it. I leaned against the door and smirked at them.
"You're not getting me out of here until I get what I want." I sassed
"Good luck with that>" He muttered
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE THOUGH! BESIDES YOURSELF DO YOU NOT REALISE HOW MANY PEOPLE YOU'RE HURTING BY DOING THIS?" I shouted
The door knob jiggled "It's not opening." I heard Harry's deep voice sound through the door
"Open the door!" Zayn yelled, sounding worried
I ignored them. "Are you ok Niall?" Liam mumbled "He's wicked pale"
"Got nothing to say, eh?" I smiled walking over to the chair
"Think you're tough, being able to boss everyone around." I chuckled lightly
"You clearly don't think things through...you know how many fans hate Modest? They couldn't hate Niall, they admire him. They'd stand up for him. What are you going to do? Have any ideas now?" I sighed shaking my head
The room was dead silent and everyone stared at me with round eyes.
"Nothing to say?" I asked breaking the silence after a few minutes
"The next concert's in Australia, we'll make plans for you two to go with them. You can tell the fans in the middle of the show. Just keep it low key for now." The man mumbled in utter shock.
I heard multiple high fives, shouting, and clapping from the other side of the door. I smiled brightly nodded then ran out the door.
Louis stumbled a few steps inside since his ear was pressed up against the door but he casually brushed it off and we walked down the hallway, or skipped. Except for Niall who was extremely pale and looked like he was going to be sick.
"That's my girl." Niall smiled putting a hand on my lap when we hopped back into the van
"We need to take you to meetings more often." Louis laughed
I smiled proudly all the way back to the lads flat where pizza was waiting for us, if we got any. Niall already started complaining about being hungry.
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