What We Are - N.H

Forty One

MABEL'S P.O.V continued

"For crying out loud Mabel! No your not!" Katrina yelled across the car.
"I'm going out there and there's nothing you can do to stop me. I'm fed up with the fucked up management taking control of our lives. They said they'd be an hour and it's been two." I fired back.

"Fine, but don't come crying to us when you've been hurt. Yeah, we hate it too, but you just have to deal with it. If you truly love Niall, you would trust him to sort this out himself, just leave it."

"Don't say that" I shouted, "you of all people know how much I love him, so just let me do what I need to do. Please." I tried to calm down.

"You don't need to do anything" she muttered under her breath, I chose to ignore her.

I pressed the lock down and slowly opened the car door, bracing myself for what was about to come.

Deafening screams pounded through my ears, flashing cameras half blinded me as I tried to climb out of the car.

I slowly weaved throughout the crazy fans ducking and dogging the stray hands and arms that we're getting flung in my face. Many security guards attempted to get me to come back, yelling and shouting, but I just pretended I couldn't hear them over the noise. I was determined to do what I needed to do.

I needed to get in there. I needed to talk to Simon. I know he's their manager, but he's not mine. Why does he hate me and the other girls so much? What the hell have we ever done to him?

I know he's created all this, the fans and the money and everything. But can't he just step back and take a look at his creations. He's created a change in the world. Yes, a good change, of corse, but that's still a change to many people's lives and he needs to accept the fact that he has torn five young boys out of everything they knew and had.

I was too busy thinking to even acknowledge where I was going. There were so many people around me. I suddenly began to feel very vulnerable and scared.

What made me think I could come out here and show Simon who's boss. I'm not strong enough to barge through all these people. It smells disgusting and all I can see is a blur.

"OH MY GOD LOOK!!" someone literally shouted in my face, making me jump, "IT'S NIALL'S GIRLFRIEND" all I heard after that was the sound of many footsteps heading towards me.

I didn't know what was happening until I felt my body collide with the cold floor. A sharp pain seeped throughout my ribs causing me to wince and uncontrollable tears began to stream down my sweaty face.

NIALL'S P.O.V
"That felt like the longest ten seconds of my life" Louis laughed as we all entered the warm studio, panting from the distance we had just sprinted.

"This is no laughing matter" a deep voice, evidently Simon, echoed through the empty foyer we were standing in.

We all turned around, facing what we had been dreading all morning.

"Good morning boys" he said taking a sip from his flask, "follow me" we walked through the studio we have grown to know in silence, following him until we got to a huge black door.

We entered the enormous, luxurious room, I presumed it was his office, but I'd never been in there before.

"Sit" he said, pointing to the five perfectly positioned chairs behind the giant mahogany desk.

"I have a reason I've 'invited' you here today. One question and one question alone." He traced his fingers around the circumference of the lid.

We sat in silence. Not sure what to expect from him.