Envy (Niall Horan) [BOOK 1]

2 hours before
Nialls POV
Paul is not the best alarm clock to have. He's not the type of person that wakes you up nicely and shakes you a little until you wake up. No. Instead he's the type of person that will blow a whistle in your ear and scream "WAKE UP! You all got a lot of stuff to do today. I already woke up Louis and Zayn in the other room. Now get up. You only have about an hour to take showers and get dressed. Now let's go."
Harry, Liam, and myself all reply with a groan.
Paul pulls Harry and Liam's sheet off and carries Harry to the bathroom. Liam soon sits up and starts to pick out his clothes for the day. I get out of my bed and I walk to the other bathroom to fix myself up in a mirror. I rub my tired eyes and yawn as I stare into the expensive looking glass.
"This is going to be a long day" I say to myself.
15 minutes before
As I walk out the door of my room, I see Paul talking to the boys about our schedule for today. He spots me and motions me over.
"Niall I just finished telling the boys that from 10:30 to 1:30 is recording, from 2:15 to 3:15 is a meeting with Mark (manager), and then the rest of the day you can do whatever you want as long as it's in the hotel. Fans can't find where you're staying."
"What about breakfast and lunch?!!??"
"The recording studio is going to supply you and the boys with that."
"You should've started with that! You scared me for a second there."
Paul smiles and rolls his eyes.
I love our fans dearly but sometimes they can be scary. Whenever they follow us around or mob us I feel really uncomfortable and claustrophobic.
I catch up to the boys and Paul as we enter the van. Paul turns his head to face us.
"Do you guys have everything?" he asks.
I quickly place my hands in my pockets searching for my phone. Shit. I left it.
"Um, I kind of left my phone..." I say.
Paul rolls his eyes annoyed while he points to the car door.
"Be quick."
I nod and rapidly unbuckle my seatbelt and soon get out of the car. As I enter the hotel I get distracted by the smell of bacon. I am starved.... I shake my thoughts and head to my room. As I walk through the hall with many rooms, I see my room door open and I automatically assume that it's one of those cleaning people. I really pity the housekeepers or maids or whatever you call them that have to work at hotels. I would loathe having to wake up early each day just to clean up people's messes. I hate even making my bed, I don't even know how I would survive having to clean for hours. And this poor person has to clean up my room, and get paid hardly anything. I wonder if they would get offended if I gave them a tip...I shrug. I'll give it a shot I guess.
As I walk in the very messy room, a person in a uniform, I'm assuming has their back facing me. I can tell by her long hair and body structure that she is a woman.
Why is she just standing still... Is she even a worker?
Already suspcious as well as annoyed, I walk up to her and I tap her shoulder.
"Look Steve I-"
As she turns around, I can't help the anger that begins to grow within me. She's holding a phone...my phone....
Her face automatically goes pale as she realizes that I'm not this 'Steve' guy she thought I was.
"Have you found what you we're looking for?"
"I-I" she stutters.
"Just hand me back my phone, I'll sign an autograph for you, and I won't tell security."
Her face turns from scared to confused, almost immediately.
"I already offered to give you an autograph and not tell security if you just give me back my phone. What more do you want?"
She continues to stare at me....she looks lost. Does she to piss me off? I'm being real reasonable and fair here if I do say so myself and she's just standing there like a statue. Why isn't she saying anything? Is my tone too harsh or something?
"How did you get in here anyway? I ask, trying to sound calmer.
"I work here. I'm a house keeper, and why would I want an autograph from you?" she retorts.
Wait what? Now I'm confused.
How does she not know who I am?
I quickly observe her. She looks like she's around my age. She has pale skin and long dark brown hair that looks like it is up to her belly button. I can't really tell how her body looks since she has a big apron wrapped loosely around her torso, but she seems like she's slim. She has plump pinkish peach colored lips, and dark brown eyes with dark circles right beneath them.
She looks exhausted. Besides the dark circles though, I have to say she is attractive. But I still can't wrap my fingers around how she doesn't know who I am. I'm not trying to be cocky, but even people who don't like our music could easily recognize us on the street.
I hear her clear her throat uncomfortably.
"Um I'm sorry about your phone by the way, here."
She hands me my phone and I quickly slide it in my pocket.
I slowly look at her again.
"You don't know who I am?" I ask.
"No..."
"Then why were you in my room looking through my phone?"
"Like I said before, I'm housekeeping so I was cleaning your room since you already left." Then she bites her bottom lip.
"And about your phone...well..I.."
She is interrupted by the sound of Harry barging in.
"Niall, Paul says we need to...." Harry stops as soon as he spots the girl.
The girl looks at him and quickly turns her gaze to the floor.
Harry looks at me.
"Who's that?" he mouths.
"Later" I mouth back as I motion him to leave.
He nods and mouths "Hurry" as he points to his watch and walks out.
The girl slowly lifts her head up, while avoiding eye contact with me.
"I know you must be mad and I understand if you want to complain to the manager. Would you like me to call him over?"
I spot her name tag.
"Elizabeth." I read aloud.
Her gaze went back to me as she steps back, frightened.
"How do you know my name?" she asks.
I chuckle and point to her name tag. She looks at where I'm pointing and lets out a chuckle as well.
"Hi Elizabeth my name is Niall." I hold out my hand so she can shake it.
She stares at it confused and was about to say something until I beat her to it.
"Don't worry, I won't tell your manager." I say.
She let's out a breath of relief and smiles.
"If." I add.
Her smile fades along with her calmness.
"If what?" She replies afraid.
"If you give me more of those mints on my pillow, because the last hotel I stayed at gave me only a nibble worth."
Her smile returns and she laughs a little.
"Deal, and call me Eli."
"Nice to meet you Eli; I don't mean to cut our conversation short, but I have to go."
Damn, Paul must be oober fucking pissed right now.
She nods and grabs a cart filled with cleaning supplies and walks out of the room as I follow behind her.
"Bye." I say.
"Bye." She shyly replies with a soft smile.
I mirror her expression and begin to walk away. As I reach the middle of the hall, I hear my name being called and I quickly turn around to see Eli.
I stop and she runs up to me.
"Niall, I just wanted to thank you again for-"
"No problem." I interrupt her.
She smiles and waves good bye, before she walks away.
When I walk out of the hotel and back to the van, Paul looks at me.
"What the hell took so long?" He asks angered.
I take out my phone from my pocket and let out a chuckle.
"Nothing just got lost for a bit." I retort.
"Well next time don't forget your phone."
From there, we went to the recording studio.
When we went back to the hotel after all the things we had to do today, I found a whole bag of mints on a pillow, with a sticky note.
'Thanks again -Eli'

Notes

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