I was currently sitting in the police station... "I didn't do it! Please let me call my fiance'" I begged. Damn it They won't let me call Niall. So I decided to start talking.. "If you don't let me call my fiance' he's going to flip shit when I'm not home. And you don't even know who he is!" I started getting louder. "Stop yelling ma'am!" the lady said calmly. "FUCK OFF I WANT MY BOYFRIEND! AND YOU WON'T LET ME CALL HIM. I'M PRETTY SURE HE WOULD STOP RECORDING AND COME GET ME!" Oh did I mention that the lady was a 22 year old directioner? "Who's your fiance'?" OBVI! "If you let me call him you will see.." I said becoming calmer. "Just tell me who it is then I'll let you call." I gave in. "NiallHoranfromonedirection" I said all together. "What? I didn't understand you.." Damn her! " Niall Horan from One Direction..." Her look stiffened. "There's no way your Kay Scott." I pulled out my wallet and showed her my ID. "Listen here and listen good! You will stay away from Niall and the rest of the boys or I will find you!" she spoke is such a threatening voice that I was scared. "You can't keep me away from my job!" I yelled. "OH YES I CAN! YOUR STAYING HERE!"
*Niall's P.O.V*
I walked through the door. "KAY?"I run upstairs and hear a muffled cry from my room. "Hello?" It stopped."Niall? Please say that's you." Darcy? "Darcy? where are you love?" "In your closet!" I ran to the door and unlocked it. "Why were you in there??" I asked. "Kay. Jason. Where's Kay???" she then started hyperventilating. "So you don't know where she is? WHO THE HELL IS JASON?" "My ex..."