I ran fast as I could to get a cab quickly. It was a going-to-rain weather. I waved many cabs as I can but not even a single one stopped. That's when I decided to run. While I was running the rain came pouring down. Thank God a cab passed by me and took me a ride. The cab was warm. Good relief. I brushed my hair and wipe the raindrops from my shirt. I was wearing a yellow shirt and skinny jeans. My bad to wear a bright colour for a rainy weather. "Modest Building sir." I told the driver immediately. I put on some lip balm and clipped my hair while on the road.
Minutes passed and we arrived. I paid the cab driver and ran directly to his dressing room. I didn't use the elevator for it is another waste of time. I opened the door slowly and saw him playing with his phone.
Oh, By the way his name is Niall. Niall James Horan. "You're late." He told me without looking. "Yeah. I know." "I'm hungry." He turned to me and laughed. "What?" I told him. Frustrated. "Nothing." He said still laughing. I just rolled my eyes. "Buy me a breakfast at McDonalds." I sighed. "Yes sir." And went away.
Phew. I thought he's going to kill me. The last time I was late he threatened me to tell it to Sir Mark, Their manager slash my main boss, to fire but of course he's not serious. My work here is easy without Niall. No one to worry about.
At first they should ALL be having a P.A. but all of them refused. Niall, well, he is the most stubborn so he necessary needed one. That's when my role came in. You thought being Niall's P.A is as easy as pie. Apparently, no. He hates me. Because he hates me I hate him too. All of the boys at One Direction are nice except Niall. I don't know why he hates me. It’s been 3 months since I was dealing with him.
Good thing is that he still doesn't decide to fire me after all the mistakes I made. Because if he did I will be eating dirt by now. I really need money for my education. And when I'm already graduated I will audition for X-factor or some music competition to be as awesome as any singer.
I made my way on the street to find another cab. No one still wants to stop for me. Nice. I waited for cabs until a black Porsche drove in front of me. A guy, maybe, 6 feet tall with a white shirt and jeans that is fitted perfectly at his legs wearing Ray ban shades came literally in front of me.
"Hey Elian." He said gleefully.
"Hi Harry. Good morning." I smiled at him. He is always nice to me. Like I told a while ago.
"How are you?"
"Good." Even though not.
"Breakfast for Niall huh?"
"Yeah. As always." He laughed.
"Can't find a cab? You can ride with me." He said smiling.
"Uh, Thanks but I'll just take a cab."
"Come on El. Cabs are hard to get especially with this weather." I was still doubting but.
"Okay." He grinned then opened the car door.
"Thanks Harry." I told him while in the car.
"Yeah. No problem." I just smiled. "Where do we go?"
"Um. McDonalds." I told him shyly. This is really awkward. "I missed you. You know that?" Harry said suddenly while driving.
I just laughed hysterically. "What? Seriously?" "Hey I'm serious!" His dimples began to appear. "I haven't seen you for..." He paused. "A day?" I continued him. "See? It’s been hours since I haven't see you." "Which is 24 hours." He just laughed. We arrived at McDonalds. Harry put on his shades and bonnet. "Nice disguise." I told him. We left the car and went to the entrance. I thought the people will recognize us but instead of mobbing Harry they just let Harry and me pass. I was amazed. I ordered what I needed to order:
A hot Choco and a pancake. The cashier told me the price and I immediately took my wallet. Unfortunately, I forgot to get the money from Niall. "Shit." I mumbled. Harry was at the other corner, not so far, looking at the toys. "Ha-" Wait. He shouldn't be recognized. "Ha-ha-" Hannah? (He's not a girl) Hailey? (Not pronounced as H-A) Hassim? (Not an Indian) "Ha-ha-haggrid? Haggrid!" What?! He turned anyway. I pointed my index finger at him.
He came near to me. I can see the people around us looking at us. "Um. Haggrid. I need money to pay my order. I forgot to get the money from Nia-" God. Why is it so hard? "Niatalie. yeah. Niatalie. Um. Can you, uh, borrow me some first and I'll pay you later." I smiled widely to convince him. Good thing, he payed my order. When I got my order I pulled Harry and we got out of the fast food chain in no time. "I'm sorry Haggri- I mean, Harry." I told him as I sat at his car chair. "And I'm also sorry for paying the bill I forgot the money from Niall." I continued. "Nah. Its fine. I understand." He smiled.
We went back to the building. I thanked Harry for the ride. "Want me to carry those?" He was pointing at the McDonalds paper bag. "Uh. No thanks. I can handle this." "No. Its fine. Really. I'm also heading to the dressing room." "Okay." He smiled again then took the paper bag. We went to the 4th floor and went to their dressing room.
"Niall! I got your breakfast!" I sound patethic. Instead of Niall I saw Liam, his co-band mate. "Oh. Hi Elian. How are you?" "Fine. Thanks. Where's Niall?" I replied him not minding his question. "Oh. I almost forgot. Sir Mark needs you in his office. “Lovely.” I muttered “Why?" I added. "Maybe you'll be promoted!" Harry said. Shut up Harry. "I really don't know. But Niall's there." Why? I hate this. I groaned then placed the paper bag at his table.
Why? Stop thinking. Wait. What if I'm fired?! I don't have money. If I won't get money I won't be able to pay the rent for my flat. And then after being abandoned by my own flat, I'll be starving to death. I'll just collapse at the ground all of a sudden, then when I woke up and then I can now see the heavenly clouds that surrounds me. What? That's too much. I knocked, trembling, at the door at Sir Mark's office. When I entered his office I saw Niall staring at the empty wall. I also saw Sir Mark leaning at his palm, thinking. "Elian, dear! Come and sit."
He seem delighted and worried when he saw me. I sat and glanced at Niall quickly. But that quick stare feels like hours. He narrowed his eyes at me. I can feel he's angry or something. "Um. Sir Mark. Can I know why I’m here? Am I fired?" I said trembling. He laughed. More of a creepy laugh. "No. Of course not..." I was relieved. I thought I was going to be fired. "You're going to be married."
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Secretly Married (NIALL HORAN)
FanfictionNiall Horan, famous Irish singer, was said to be missing some important papers which results to big problems including his tour. Now the most efficient solution is a marriage certificate. Elian Cloode, Niall Horan's personal assistant, is the only g...
