The Business Trip

A Meeting Of Fate

The next day Niall woke me. "Babe? We have a meeting with Simon that you need to be there for. We need to be at the conference room downstairs by 9."

"What time is it?" I muttered into my pillow.

"8."

"Will there be food?"

"Of course. There always is."

"Okay, lemme get ready."

***45 minutes later***

We were meeting the boys to go down to the conference room. I was wearing a pair of dark wash jeans, a Harry Potter tank top that had all the spells printed on it with a teal jean jacket over it. My hair was down and natural and I'd put in my earrings that looked like hot pink zippers. I thought I looked pretty good. Niall was wearing some dark jeans and a Coca-cola bottling Co. t-shirt with a black zip-up hoodie. When everybody was there we got on the elevator and went to the conference room.

We pushed the sleek glass doors opened and walked into the business-like space. Simon was sitting at the head of the table and it looked like everyone who's anyone on this tour was here. Once we sat down, in six chairs convieniently next to each other, Simon spoke in a rather commanding voice.

"Good morning everyone, I'm sorry to wake you." He didn't look sorry at all, I thought. "We have a rather pressing issue to discuss, so let's get started." He slammed his hands on the table with so much force that all the coffees sitting around the table spilled a little. "For those who don't know, this is Katie McForn, she and Niall are 'friends'." He put air quotes around the word friends. "Early yesterday morning, her father left her at this hotel and she has no way to get home. The b-"

"Why don't we just stick her on a plane? Why is this even our problem? I say just call her daddy and let him deal with his little bitch." Some guy yelled from the opposite side of the table.

"Well, James, for your information, we did contact her 'daddy' as you called him, and, Niall if you and the boys could ecort Katie out for just a minute please," Simon asked, still a complete businessman.

"No, it's okay, I want to hear what he said, and if you're going to tell a bunch of adults that I don't even know what my loving father said about me then Niall, Louis, Liam, Zayn and Harry, whom I know and trust by the way, can hear it too." I interrupted, knowing full-well that all the adults at this table probably felt the same way about me as James.

SOME VERY RUDE AND HORRIBLE THINGS ARE SAID ABOUT KATIE. IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE SKIP THIS NEXT PARAGRAPH!!! THANK YOU :)

"Alright, then." Simon gave me a look that looked almost regetful. "I personly called Mr. McForn, who is a very wealthy and well-respected businessman, and after we told him he left Katie at the hotel he said, and I quote, 'You mean the whore that killed my wife? Good. I was arranging her departure anyway. Keep her. You manage that boyband right? Tell them that she's all theirs and she can deep throat and give great blowjobs.' end quote and then he hung up." 

ALRIGHT YOU MAY NOW CONTINUE :)

Simon didn't look at me, but everyone else did. With a look of pity and the guys had tears in their eyes. Everyone was waiting for my response. I wanted to run out of that room, but I kept it together, because if I ran Niall and probably the rest of the guys would follow me. At least here they couldn't demand answers.

"Charming guy isn't he?" I faked a smile.

"Very." Simon didn't look pleased at my attempt to lighten the mood. "Now, Katie, do you have any relatives you could live with?"

"Um...yeah...I think I have an aunt on my mom's side. I haven't talked to or seen her since my mom's funeral though."

"Could you get in contact with her?"

"I suppose. I still have her number that she gave me at the funeral."

"Okay, you get in contact with her, but what do we do in the mean time? Anyone got any ideas?" Simon addressed everyone.

"She could tour with us." Liam said.

"Yeah, but what about Elouner and Perrie? Wouldn't they get jealous that they can't tour with you too?" A lady sitting near Simon said.

"What about them? I'm 99 percent sure that if we told them before rumors started, they'd be perfectly fine with it." Zayn looked kind of angry.

"I could work. Sell merch or something." I suggested.

"Yeah, Katie could find fans to win Post-Show Party passes." Harry added.

"I would love to do that." I agreed.

"That is a very good idea, she could probably pick more deserving fans because nobody would realize she was doing that." Louis cut in.

"Alright, I agree. All in favor?" Simon called.

Pretty much everyone said 'I'. The guy who called me a bitch didn't, but I don't care. He's a douche.

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