Concealed- Niall Horan

Concealed

Omfg I am soooo sorry!!!!!

Xc

Harry's POV

"No, Simon. No we cannot go to an interview today." I say to Simon

"Damn it. You boys need to go tonight! You are scheduled to talk about the new album. No rain checks. And that's final." He snaps

I hang up and throw my phone into the bed frame.

I rub my face in frustration and exhaustion.

"What did he say?" Louis asks

"We have to come and Renee can stay in the back room." I roll my eyes

"Well, at least we know that the room will be locked." Renee said trying to lighten the mood.

Silence controls the room as I walk over to Renee and hold her wrapped hands in mine, letting tears fall.

"Oh harry." she says her eyes watering

She embraces me into a hug.

"It will be okay."

The boys had gone and started to get ready, so the tears fell faster.

"Why is this happening to you?" I wail

"Harry..." she says

"I'm a styles. We are strong." She says bring my face to match hers

-

Renee's POV

When we get to the studio, I do not bother to hide behind the boys.

But I intertwine my fingers with Niall.

I hear the door lock to the back room and I sit at a sofa.

It was more like a small apartment with white and grey walls, nothing really special.

There were glass windows and racks of clothes for all stars and stuff.

-

After an hour, I become bored and walk to Niall's dressing room.

There was a small written sheet of paper on his seat.

'This is quite ridiculous. None of this would have happened if she hadn't shown up. We would have still remained strong and none of our lives would be jeopardized.

This is so fucking stupid. She would've just remained the nobody she was. And she would've been dead along with her sister.'

-PRESENT TIME-

'Recap'

My fingers drop the paper and I cry out in pain.

I sit in the ground, fetal crying my lungs out.

Why would Niall say that?

Shattering glass pierces my ears.

My heart pounds.

Shit.

SHIT!!

I move to the main room finding a switch blade and hiding by a rack of clothes.

Boots clatter around in the room.

My heart races against my chest painfully.

"Found her!" says the voice

I look up and see him standing above me.

Before I can scream, he pushed a soaked piece of fabric against my mouth.