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O N E H U N D R E D A N D E L E V E N

The world was not ending, Reagan had to keep reminding herself that as she opened the door and welcomed Lydia into her hotel room. The world was not ending, her life was not over, and eventually, she would make it out alright. The keyword here was eventually.

"Lydia." Harry said, a cheeky smile upon his face, "Did you fly all the way out here for us?"

Lydia looked at him head-on, her lips a straight line upon her sharp face, "You know exactly why I came here."

"Why is that?" Louis said, obviously with a death wish.

"You're both on a mission to ruin yourselves." Lydia said, in an eerily calm voice, looking at Harry and Louis from her seat, "And you know what? I wouldn't have a problem with that normally, I truly wouldn't. But what you're doing is affecting the entire band. It's affecting everyone around you," She looked at Reagan pointedly and then turned back to face them, "And it's affecting me." The boys said nothing, so Lydia continued, "And you know what boys, I always have rooted for you. I truly have. But I can't be a part of your team if you keep excluding me. I can't help you when you don't tell me what's happening, and I can't live like this anymore."

"Lydia we just-" Reagan tried, but she was promptly cut off.

"After you boys go on your hiatus, I'm putting in my resignation."

"What!?" The boys exclaimed in unison.

"I can't do this anymore. The lot of you have run me ragged."

Louis almost jumped from his seat, "Lydia, love, come on now."

"You especially." She continued, pointing at Louis, "You have, from day one, been the most difficult person I have ever worked for."

"That's a bit of an exaggeration-"

"Is it? Is it really? Can you blame me?"

Louis shook his head solemnly, "No ma'm I can't."

"Lydia, we just-"

"You're sorry, right? You're sorry again for pulling some stupid stunt because you couldn't get your head out of your asses for five minutes. You're sorry you lied to me, again, but more importantly," She said, taking a breath, "You're sorry that you've pushed me to my breaking point. Have I got it all right?"

Louis looked flushed as he nodded, "Yeah, yeah...that's pretty much it."

"Well," Lydia said getting up, "Sorry but that doesn't cut it anymore."

As they watched her head for the door, Liam asked, "Where are you going?"

"Home."

"Already?"

"I have said my peace." She said, opening the door, "I'll see you all back in LA."

Reagan looked at the boys. She could see the regret on their faces. They hadn't meant for this to happen. They just wanted to do things their way for once. Lydia deserved to know it wasn't their fault. If it was anyone's fault it was hers for letting them pull such stupid stunts. So before any of the boys could stop her, Reagan made the decision the follow Lydia.

She ran down the hallway, praying that the elevator was running slow per usual. As she rounded the corner she saw Lydia about to go through the silver doors, so she screamed, "Wait!"

Reagan almost fell into the elevator, her heel had gotten caught on the door track, but luckily Lydia had managed to catch her before she killed herself.

"Oh god." She said, picking herself up off of Lydia. How she hadn't squashed the small and fragile woman was astounding to her.

"What is it, Reagan?" Lydia said tiredly, pushing Reagan out of the way to push the 'main floor' button. Reagan swiftly turned back to the metallic panel and hit the emergency 'stop' button. Lydia sighed loudly, "What are you holding me hostage now?"