Chapter 19

Niall’s P.O.V

I sat on the couch with my head in my hands as Louis strode back into the room. “Niall.”

“Uh, yeah?” I questioned looking up at him.

“You can’t send her back. She’ll get torn apart and bull-“

“Louis! She has to! She can’t just drop out like that!” I groaned standing up.

“Niall, what if something happens to her in school. What if some kid does something to her, you’ll never be able to forgive yourself!” Louis argues balling his fists up.

“N-nothing will happen to her…” I mumbled looking down at the floor. “They wouldn’t.”

“Niall, they’re kids. A different generation then ours, maybe not by much but they are. They’re cruel. Haven’t you heard the stories about bullying on the news?” Louis strained walking up to me. “Look what they already did to her.”

I sighed sitting back down. He was right, he was so right it hurt. I couldn’t send her back. “I have to.” I spoke up. “Just one day and.. and she can call us if something happens.” I looked up at Louis biting my lip.

“Ni…. I don’t think this is a good idea.” 

“Louis she has too…. just one day to see what it’s like.” He looked away from me at the other boys. They just shrugged not knowing who to agree with.

“Fine. But if something happens to her…. it’s your fault.” He spat, his tone irritated. He turned on his heel and stormed out of my flat slamming the door behind him.

“He’s just frustrated, like you. He feels very protective toward her…. Night Niall.” Harry patted me on the back walking out.

“We’ll figure everything out Niall, don’t worry mate.” Liam smiled warmly at me. “See ya.” 

“I’ll talk to her, I’ll see what she wants to do… if you want.” Ed said walking up to me.

“It’s fine, we’ll figure it out tomorrow.” I shook his hand as him and Zayn left heading home.

I sat back on the couch running my hands over my face letting out a deep breath. Why was all this so difficult? 

**

Abigail’s P.O.V.

“Abs, wake up.” I heard someone whisper as I groaned turning the opposite way. “Fine.” The covers were ripped from me and an immediate chill over came my exposed skin. 

“What!” I whined sitting up looking at Niall.

“Get dressed, we have a meeting with management.” Niall told me and I looked at him confused. He rolled his eyes sighing. “My management company for the band. They want to talk to us about you.”

“Uh okay…” I trailed off feeling nervous. Had Niall told them everything? I hope not. I stood up once he left and walked over to my dressed looking for an outfit. I turned my head to look out the window, raining, of course.

I searched until I found a pair of black leggings and I pulled out an over sized sweat shirt that said ‘Have a nice fucking day’ in the middle of a big smiley face. Louis got it for me and I absolutely loved it.

“Ready!” Niall hollered from the other side of my door.

“A minute!” I rushed over to my mirror and combed my hair before throwing it up in a messy bun. I applied some make up and slipped on a pair of black moccasins.

I opened the door to see a very impatient looking Niall leaning on the wall. I walked past him as he followed, both of us leaving the flat just as the other boys walked out of theirs. “See right on time.” I stuck my tongue out at Niall as we all walked down the stairs. 

We piled into a black van and were in there for a good 20 minutes before we were let out into a back alley way. We were showed into a large building, the lobby almost the size of Niall’s flat. 

“You have to sit out here for a bit while we talk to them alone. Don’t go anywhere, please.” Niall pleaded and I nodded plopping down onto the sofa. “And when you do come in, behave.”

“Don’t I always?” I smiled sweetly looking up at him and batting my eyelashes. He just rolled his eyes before a woman in a formal outfit pulled all the boys into the room off to the left.

Niall’s P.O.V.

“Hello Boys.” Mr.Leonard smiled at us.

“Hello sir.” We answered in unison.

“So, we understand you have a flat mate Niall?” He questioned leaning back in his chair and folding his hands over his stomach.

“Yes sir.” I answered plainly. 

“Care to explain?” He cocked his eyebrow at me as everyone turned to look at me. I nodded clearing my throat.

“Uh well, her names Abigail Williams and she’s 16. We met her at Zayn’s birthday and uh she was kind of in a rough patch. I wanted to help her… sort her life out because she wasn’t exactly on the right path. So I took her in and she explained everything about her previous living situation so I just kept her and I want to help her. I uhm, enrolled her in school and she’s had a hard time so we’re not sure how that’s going to work but yeah.” I ended with a deep breath waiting for a response.

“Bring her in.” He replied sitting up straight.

The lady nodded and walked out returning a few minutes later with Abigail. “Sit.” The lady ordered pulling out a chair across the table from me. She looked back at me and I bit my lip hoping she wouldn’t say anything about the rude order.

“Hello Ms. Williams.” Mr. Leonard smiled at her.

“Hi sir.” She answered back scooting in her chair.

“So we understand that you live with Niall?”

“Uh yep!” She smiled looking over at me.

“Well that’s a problem.” He said in a harsh tone.She looked over at him her mouth falling open. “We can’t have that kind of image for him! ‘Niall Horan helps girl get her life back together’. People will think he’s housing some random fan even.” 

“But I-“

“What did you do before that Niall felt the need to help you with?” He questioned quizzically.

“I don’t have to tell you that.” She retorted defensively.

“If you want to have any chance of continuing living with NIall yes you do.” He smirked at her. She looked over at me and back at him sighing. “So sweet heart, what did you do?”

“I was a…. I was a prostitute and uh, stripper.” I mumbled looking down at my lap. 

“Was?” He pressed on.

“Uh…” I trailed off thinking. I guess I still am. I mean it was only the other night I was at the strip club, and I’ll be back with my Uncle soon. “Am.”

“Well, well, well.” He clapped his hands together once grabbing my attention.”That won’t sound good at all if the press find out. ‘Niall Horan housing a dirty prostitute.” My eyes widened at his words. Did… did he really just say that?

“Excuse me?” I choked out and he looked over at me tilting his head. 

“It’s a bad image for him. Some dirty girl who sleeps with men constantly for money living in his house.” He said again. 

“That, that was uncalled for.” Niall spat standing up. “I don’t think you head me so I will repeat myself and you better fucking listen this time.” He spat, his face reddening. “I brought her in to HELP her. To HELP her stop what she’s doing and to make her be a better person. A young woman that will be able to survive in this world properly. She is NOT a dirty prostitute and she will NOT give me a bad image. She has issues yeah, who doesn’t? But she unlike some people is making an effort to fix them and I am here to HELP her whether you like it or not.”

I looked over at Niall giving him a faint smile as I wiped away little tear droplets that escaped from my eye. Louis gave him a proud smile clapping for him, for standing up to this douche.

The man, I haven’t learned his name, was silent not sure what to say. 

“And if you know what’s good for you, you will apologize to her right now.” 

“I uh, I’m sorry Ms. Williams.” He said sincerely looking over at me. I just nodded not really deciding if I accept it or not. “I uhm, okay, uh what was the main reason that you are here?”

“I need to take her on tour with us.” Niall told him and he nodded.

“Okay. We will arrange something.” He nodded before standing up and leaving the room. We sat in silence for a little while, what just happened replaying in my head.

I stood up and rushed over to Niall wrapping my arms tightly around him. “Thank you.” I whispered in his ear smiling.

“Don’t mention it.” He smiled back hugging me tighter.

“Aw, group hug!” Louis shouted as all the boys piled on top of us.

“Excuse me.” The same lady came back in breaking us apart.

“Mr.Leonard would like to talk to Abigail, alone.” I nodded and stood up straight walking out of the room with her.

“Hello again. Now listen to me carefully. You will be going on tour with the biggest most publicized bands in the world. You need to keep your little story to yourself for your own good as well as Niall’s. The minute no, the second the fans find out they will rip you to shreds. And Niall’s career will spiral right down behind you. Do you understand me?”

“Yes sir.” I replied nodding.

“Good, now go on.” He huffed and I turned on my heel back to the boys.

“Get ready boys cause lil miss Abby is living the tour life with you!” I smiled at them.

“Oh great!” The responded sarcastically rolling their eyes.

“Hey!” I pouted placing my hands on my hips. 

“Just kidding!” Louis smiled running toward me and tackling me into a hug. “I told you everything will be okay.” He whispered in my ear causing me to smile.

OKAY NOW ALL THE CHAPTERS ARE IN ORDER! SORRY AGAIN FOR THE CONFUSION :)