Reunited

Chapter 3

Silence had captured the room and we were left staring at each other. 

"Bobby Horan?" Louis and Harry both asked in unison. I nodded. 

"Wow, that is low. So low. Make up a whole shit load of lies and than blame Niall's dad. What did Niall even see in you?" Harry laughed at me. 

"I didn't! Its not a!" But they had left. Slammed the door, shaking their heads and muttering words under their breath. I was so angry, that they wouldn't listen ,wouldn't believe me. If this is how the tour will be, kill me now. I stormed out of the room and ran straight to Karens office. 

"I won't do it." I screamed at her. She looked taken aback by this, almost… Scared? 

"Won't do what?" She responded.

"The damn tour!" 

"KD, Think this.." 

"No, I won't think this out. I don't need to. They clearly don't want me there, and I don't want to be somewhere I am not wanted." I took a deep breath because I had shouted that all on one breath. 

"KD, you should. Go. We can, get to know each other more." Liam stated, showing up from who the fuckacis knows. 

"N-No Liam. I won't do it!" I yelled at him. 

"KD, you have to go. You know I love you and all but, I have other clients that COULD take your spot. Is that what you want?" Karen said.

"No." I quietly replied. 

"So you will do the tour?" 

"I guess." I turned around to walk out, and there was all five boys, standing in their usual line, right in front of the damn door. I shoved past Niall and Louis, but as I went I felt a tight grip grab onto my arm. It was so strong, it would probably bruise… Badly. I softened up and turned to look at Niall, who's hand was suffocating my arm. His face should anger, so much of it. 

"I don't just not want you there. I hope you know. I HATE you." He whispered. The tears started trickling out of my eyes. I opened my mouth to say something but what was there to say? Nothing. I tried to pull out of his grasp but he would let me go. 

"Let me go Niall." I whispered between tears. He still didn't let go. 

"Let me go Niall!" He just shook his head at me. 

"Nialler, I think you should let her go." Louis told him. They looked at each other for a brief moment and than Niall let my arm go. I ran out of there and down to the stage. Dancing would take my mind of things….

I sat there in my bed thinking about how today went. It was awful. And think, I have a set schedule for the next three weeks. More than half the time, I'm with the boys. I have really no time away from them. This will be lovely. 

*Three Weeks Later, at the Airport-8:06 a.m.* 

"Okay guys, tonights your first show, don't screw it up!" Paul laughed. I weakly smiled. The last three weeks had been hell. The boys were all so rude to me. Well not really Liam but still. Niall was always giving me death glares. I still had the bruise on my arm from where he squeezed the life out of it. Harry and Louis continuously laughed at me. Zayn was just kind of distant a lot. I tried to pretend that I was somewhere happier… but I wasn't. I felt a hand touch my back and I shudder, I turned and saw my best friend Olivia. 

"Flight 336 to Houston Texas, now boarding." The flight attendant announced. We all got up to get on the plane. I sat down in my chair only to notice who sat next to me. Niall. Great. I closed my eyes hoping that I could fall asleep and escape the world. When I woke up, it had apparently only been 30 minutes. I plugged in my headphones to my IPhone and started shuffling through my music. My fingers tracing the scars that laid on my arm. I felt Niall's gaze on my arm. I just ignored him though. He didn't need an explanation. Niall tapped my shoulder and I pulled out my headphones.