Who am I

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It's been three days since Ryan threw that 'great' party. I still can't get over the fact that everybody is keeping this secret from me. Emily has been so supportive lately. I guess she feels bad that no one will tell me. Well I don't need anyone to tell me, I can figure it out by myself. All I really now is that it had something to do with Niall and I got in an accident. I thought over a lot of things and gave up by calling Niall and asking him. He didn't pick up so I decided to call him again. Nothing. I heard he was staying at a hotel. A really expensive one. I grabbed my laptop and looked up 5 star hotels in California. The first one that popped up was Santa Monica beach hotel. I dialed the number and waited for someone. "Hello, Santa Monica beach hotel. Sam speaking how may I help you?" "Yes HI, do you have anybody here with the name Niall Horan staying here?"

"Yes we do, and four other people." "Perfect! What room number is he in?"

"I'm sorry, but we can't give out famous people room numbers. I wasn't even a loud to tell you they were staying here." Famous? Niall was famous? For what?

"Oh okay. Thanks anyways." I hung up before he could answer back. Well I guess I just have to find the room. It wasn't cold out so I had black high-waisted shorts and a pink short sleeve. I slipped on a pair of black high tops converse and grabbed my phone. I sneaked downstairs slipping past the family room to avoid everybody else. I took the back door. I couldn't find the keys, but I did find a bike.

The hotel was just around the corner. It didn't take me long to actually find the hotel. Like how can you miss it. I put the bike on the side of a pole and walked inside. I didn't bother asking the front desk, because I would have gotten the same answer I did on the phone. I found the elevator and started on the second floor cause why would they have famous people on the first floor. After about knocking on every bodies door on the first couple floor I gave up. I got back on the elevator joining a group of girls.

"Hi." I greeted them. I know this was kind of stupid but I had no other choice. "Do you happen to know which floor Niall Horan is on?" They looked at each other and laughed.

"Yeah but good luck getting inside."

"Why?"

"Duh their famous. But if you wanna try go ahead. 12th floor, room 193."

"Thanks." I pushed the button that said 12.

"Good luck!" They all said as I got out of the elevator.

"Thanks?" I guess I really didn't need to know the number since there were 2 body guards outside the doors."Hi! I need to see Niall Horan."

"Nice try, but no." One the guards said.

"Only important people can see them." The other one splat. "And if I'm not mistaking, you don't look anywhere from important." The first one said. Man they were some mean bodyguards. I ready to slap one until the door open. It's was the same guy that was yelling at the hospital. His name was.... LOUIS... Or Louie.

"Hazel?" He looked at me in surprise.

"Yeah.." He ran up to me giving me a bone crushing hug.

"Why are you here?"

"I wanted to talk. To Niall." His face dropped. It's looked like he wanted to say something but had a hard time finding the words. "Is there like a problem? Or is he not here."

"Umm... He is.. It's that umm.. He has someone over."

"Okay." I giggled. "Is that someone important because what I want to talk to Niall about is."