Nialls POV
Right now I’m heading with Zayn and Harry to talk to Simon. Simon really just wants to talk with me, but I know that he is going to scream at me, but he wouldn’t as much with Zayn and Harry around. We’re in front of his office door right now waiting for them to let us in.
“Why does Simon want to talk to you Niall?” Zayn asks.
“Let me guess it has to do with the maid girl doesn’t it?” Harry asks with an annoyed glare.
I roll my eyes at Harry.
“Her name is Eli Harry and Zayn it’s because the paps got a picture of us leaving the jazz club.” I reply.
Zayn forms an ‘O’ with his mouth while Harry rolls his eyes.
A woman in a black suit and her brown hair in a bun walks up to us.
“Simon’s ready to see you now.” She states.
I nod, say thank you, and walk in with the boys.
“Hello Ni-…Niall I asked to talk with you only.” Simon says while looking at me with an angered glare.
“Well, I didn’t have a ride to get here, so Harry had to drive me.”
Wow that was a good lie.
“And Zayn?” he asks directing his gaze to Zayn.
“Well um Harry has to drive me after to the um hair salon. I have to get more products.” Zayn replies.
Harry and I are trying to hold in our laughter which Zayn notices before rolling his eyes.
“Ya sure. Well sit down boys and let’s begin our discussion shall we?” Simon says while motioning us to sit in the chairs in front of his desk.
We follow his command and sit down.
“Okay now Niall can you explain how in the bloody hell this happened?” Simon states sternly while showing me pictures of Eli and I running outside the jazz club with a headline that says “Who is Niall Horan chasing? His new princess perhaps?” I don’t know what the big deal is though. They didn’t even get her face.
“Well u-“I try to reply.
“Niall I trusted you. You promised me that this wouldn’t happen! We made a plan!”
“Simon something happened that night and the paps didn’t even get her face.” I defend.
“Niall I just don’t know what to do about this I mean-.”
He sighs and rubs his temples.
“Look. This can’t happen again. You are going to have to lay low for a few days maybe even weeks until this dies down. That means you can only leave the hotel for rehearsals and interviews but the rest of the time you remain in there. Do we understand each other?”
I sigh.
“Yes sir.” I reply.
“Okay now you boys can leave and you better leave quickly because I think that Zayn really needs to get his hair products.” Simon comments with a small smile.
Zayn face palms and then waves to Simon and we do the same.
The meeting turned out better than I expected.
Back at the hotel
“I just can’t believe this! This isn’t fair Niall! Because of her you can’t even have a life anymore. I mean how much longer is she going to keep this up?” Harry comments.
The whole ride home Harry has been babbling on about how this is all Eli’s fault and how she’s taking advantage of me and blah blah. He just doesn’t understand and I don’t expect him to. Meanwhile, Zayn couldn’t stop remarking on the whole hair product lie. Zayn knows how to brighten up the mood especially when Harry is acting ranty.
When we walk in the lobby I see Eli walking up to me.
“I’ve been waiting in the lobby for like an hour waiting to see how it went. Are you okay did anything bad happen? Oh this is all my fault isn’t it?” she nervously asks.
I hug her and rub her back up and down slowly.
“Eli everything is okay. It’s not your fault alright? This is between me and Simon it has nothing to do with you.” I calmly tell her.
She gives me a soft smile and continues to hug me.
She then let’s go of me when Harry starts talking.
“Here’s the thing sweetheart. It actually is your entire fault. Because of you Niall can’t even leave the hotel. He has to be locked up in here like an animal in a cage because of you. So ya it’s all your fault.” Harry sternly says close to her face.
Harry then walks away and Zayn goes after him, I’m guessing to tell him how wrong he was for doing that.
I’m so enraged at Harry right now that I have to hold myself back from doing anything stupid.
I then glance at Eli who is looking at the floor.
My face softens and I feel calmer. She always has that effect on me. She’s like a sweet angel.
“Eli don’t listen to him he’s acting like a complete twat.”
Her gaze is still on the floor.
“Eli it-“
She looks up at me with her water filled brown eyes.
“I’m so sorry Niall.” She whispers.
I pull her close to me and wrap my arms around her neck and she then wraps hers around my torso.
I then kiss the top of her head and try to comfort her.
“Eli it’s not your fault. Harry just doesn’t understand the situation alright?”
I then loosen my arms and look down at her face. She slowly nods and wipes away her tears.
“If it makes you feel any better, Simon thinks Zayn is obsessed with hair products now.”
She then begins to laugh her joyful beautiful laugh.
“Do you think Zayn can lend me some hair gel I’m running out.” She adds.
I then laugh which I guess is funny to her because it causes her to laugh even louder.
We laugh for a little longer until it stops.
I feel myself stare at her and she stares back.
Her beautiful eyes are sparkling with happiness. I’m so glad that I can make her smile.
Her cheeks are still rosy due to her crying from before and her hair is down framing her face.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone look as perfect as she does now.
“You don’t know how much you mean to me.” I blurt out.
Crap did I just say that. Now she’s going to think I’m a complete freak.
I feel myself turn red due to the sudden outburst.
She’s still staring at me.
A grin then spreads across her face.
“I’m so lucky to have you.” She says.
Her words give me butterflies in my stomach and I can’t help the stupid smile on my face.
“You want to go eat? I’m starving.” I stupidly ask ruining the moment.
“Ya sure.” She retorts with a smile.
I can be such an arse sometimes.
ELIS POV
It’s been about three days since Niall was put under hotel arrest. I feel so guilty. Even though Niall tells me all the time how it isn’t my fault, I know it is. I feel like complete garbage. Why did that song have to make me so emotional. I mean if I sucked it up the paparazzi wouldn’t have gotten those pictures and Niall could be relaxing and exploring the city. But no my dumb ass had to ruin everything. To make it all better I’m getting bullied by his fellow band member. Every time I walk through the halls delivering orders, he’s always there and he tells me how I’m a fake and a jerk. I don’t understand why Harry thinks that low of me. His words sting so much. I haven’t told Niall because I don’t want him to fight with Harry about me. I mean I do deserve these insults; it is my fault that Niall is in this situation.
Right now I’m walking back to me and Sofy’s room and guess who’s at the end of the hallway waiting for me? Yup that’s right, curls. Does he literally wait their every day just so he can insult me? I sigh to myself. Here it comes.
“Hey, had fun being fake today?”
That hurt.
“I mean why don’t you just give up. You already got your picture in the magazine isn’t that enough? Just leave Niall alone. You’re never going to get famous, get over it.”
Wait what?
“Wait, you think I’m using Niall for fame?” I ask.
“Don’t act like an idiot with me, I know sweet heart. I know people like you.”
“Stop calling me sweetheart and I would never do that to Niall. Niall is my best friend and I-“
“Ya ya I don’t want to hear your bullshit. See you later sweetheart.” He states before walking away.
I sigh and walk to my room.
When I walk in I see Sofy laying in her bed reading.
“Hi.” I hear her say.
“Hi.” I reply.
I’m still mad at her don’t get me wrong, but I’m not a monster. If someone says hi to me I say hi back.
“How was your d-“
“I’m going to sleep.” I interrupt.
“Oh okay well good night.” I hear her say with a sigh after.
I then close my eyes and drift off into sleep.
Nialls POV
I’m so excited for today. I’m finally off hotel arrest! There is a new restaurant that just opened and I’m planning on taking Eli for lunch. Simon told me that even though I’m off hotel arrest I have to watch what I do. Now security has to follow me around where ever I go during the day. I guess that’s a good thing because it will be safer for Eli. I’m putting on my grey t-shirt and I’m about to head out.
“Where are you going?” I hear Liam ask.
“Gonna eat out for lunch with Eli.” I reply.
I hear a groan from Harry and I just ignore it.
“Well I got to go now see you later mate.” I say to Liam.
He says bye back and I leave the room.
As I’m walking through the hall I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and take it out.
It’s a text from Eli.
From: The El’s master!!!: Hey wait for me in the car because I’m kind of running a little late. I'm having a little trouble with something.
I reply.
To: The El’s master!!!: Okie Dokes.
I walk to the lobby and see four big men waiting for me there. I see how they notice me and are whispering something to each other before walking up to me.
“Hello, are you Niall Horan?” One of them asks. He’s a very tall bald guy with black sunglasses on and a tight t-shirt that says security.
“Ya.” I reply.
“We are your new security guards. Are you ready to leave?” one of them asks.
“Actually I’m waiting for someone and there running a little late so can three of you take me to the car and one of you stay here so you can escort my guest? By the way one of you is driving right? I kind of can’t drive yet.”
“Sure no problem and yes I am driving you.”
“Great.” I reply with a smile.
I hear loud screams coming from outside the hotel.
Shit fans.
“Guys we’re going to have to go to the back of the hotel because I think this hotel is surrounded in the front by fans.” I state.
One of the security guards whispers something into the bald one’s ear.
“We we’re told to escort you through the front. Don’t worry Mr. Horan now that you have us you can leave through the front with no worries.”
“Oh okay awesome and call me Niall.” I comment.
Three of the security guards surround me and begin to walk outside. I feel like I’m in a cage.
One of them stays in the hotel so they can escort Eli when she comes down.
When we walk outside, a bunch of fans start heading towards me. At first I feel scared, but then I realize that the security guards are actually succeeding in blocking them. I feel much calmer and more confident. Maybe these security guards are a good thing.
I then notice the bald security guard motioning some weird sign to the other two and they run away from me.
What’s happening.
I’m all alone now and the fans are starting to surround me, and this time I can’t run.
I feel my shirt getting tugged and my ankle being pulled and held.
“NIALL I LOVE YOU!” “NIALL MARRY ME!!!” “NIALL! NIALL!”
I find myself freaking out and I begin to cry.
“Help!” I yell.
Nothing.
Shit.
ELIS POV
I’m walking downstairs finally ready. I can’t wait to hang out with Niall today. I heard that the new restaurant we’re going to has all the best comfort food ever created.
Niall texted me a few minutes ago that a security guard is going to be waiting for me in the lobby to escort me to the car. How fancy.
As I get closer to the lobby I begin to hear screaming coming from outside the hotel.
When I’m finally in the lobby I see four huge men wearing black t shirts with the word security on them chatting with each other.
I walk up to them and wonder if one of them is the one that has to escort me.
“Excuse me but I’m Elizabeth, I’m here with Niall. Are one of you supposed to escort me?”
They whisper something to each other and then just walk away with no response.
That was strange.
The noise from outside is getting louder and louder. The crowd of people are chanting something but I can’t seem to make it out.
I then step outside and realize that there yelling Niall.
Crap!
Is Niall okay? Were those security guards his?
They wouldn’t have left him. Nah he’s fine.
I then hear a faint help coming from the crowd.
I don’t think any of those girls has a deep irish accent so I begin to run into the crowd not caring about anything.
“NIALL! WHERE ARE YOU?” I yell.
My shirt is getting pulled and I’m getting pushed back and forth.
“NI-“
I then see a crowd of girls surrounding something. That has to be Niall!
I push through them. I don’t care if I’m being rude. I need to get to him.
He’s crying on the floor and I quickly run to him and wrap my arms around him so no one else could touch him.
“Niall it’s me calm down.”
“Eli?” I hear him nervously ask.
“Yes. Now come with me. Let’s go back into the hotel.”
He nods and we try to walk out of the crowd.
My arms are wrapped all around his body and I’m trying to make sure that none of them touch him. His shirt is already torn and he looks like he has a few scratches on him.
While we’re walking girls are screaming at me.
“Bitch let go of him he’s mine!”
“Who the hell is she?”
I begin to feel my arms being scratched which causes me to scream in pain.
My hair is suddenly pulled from behind and someone slaps me on the face.
The pain is really bad but I don’t care. I have to make sure Niall is okay.
I suddenly feel a rock thrown at my back which causes me to fall. Then as I’m on the floor people begin to kick me in my ribs.
“Leave bitch!” “Niall will never like you!”
I look up to see Niall looking at me with his face in terror.
I struggle to get up but finally succeed in doing so and continue to walk with Niall through the crowd.
I feel like my knees are about to give out due to exhaustion and pain but I try to ignore it.
As we’re about to finally reach the entrance door to the hotel, I feel someone pull me from behind which causes me to fall backwards.
I feel my skull hit the concrete of the floor outside the hotel and screech in pain.
My eyes suddenly feel heavy and the last thing I see is Niall running towards me crying before my mind goes into complete darkness.
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