Breaking The Rules

What happens when One Direction suddenly gets new management that threatens to ruin their love life's? Will Niall and Isabelle pull through? Or will the evil new manager get his way and tear them apart, leaving them both devastated and heart broken? Read Breaking The Rules to find out!

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11. Making Some Changes

I had just finished making lunch for me and Niall when he came in looking annoyed, yet worried at the same time. "Babe, what's wrong?" I asked him. "Steve wants to see the boys and me." He frowned. "What time do you have to go?" I handed Niall his plate. "Right now." He took a bite of his sandwich. "Can't you finish lunch first?" I took a bite of my own sandwich. "Yeah, I have to hurry though." He replied.

Niall's POV
We sat down in the conference room and waited for Steve to get there. We all exchanged worried and concerned glances. "So," Louis broke the silence, "What do you think this is all about?" Zayn opened his mouth to speak but stopped when Steve walked in. "Hello, everyone." He sat down at the head of the table. "How has your day been so far? Oh wait, I don't care!" He laughed. We just sat there, staring at him. "Okay, well, I called you all over because I need to help you fix some flaws in yourselves." He looked down at some papers on his desk. "Lets go in order of age. Louis, you have a carefree, funny, and sassy personality. Your the oldest of the group but you cut up too much, like a child. You need to act more mature in public." He shuffled the papers on his desk. "Now to Zayn. You seem to be a bit quiet in public. Speak up a little more in the interviews. Your the 'bad boy' of the group but I don't see it. Prove it to me, prove it to the world! Prove us all that you are, in fact, a very bad boy." Steve shuffled some more papers. "Liam. The good boy." Steve shook his head. "Why are you so good? You don't live under your mothers rules anymore, do you? No, you don't. So don't act like you do! Why don't you...I don't know, get a few tats? Maybe get drunk every once in a while. Stop being so careful and mature! Your not the oldest of the group so don't act like it!" I knew that I was next. He was about to make me change. He was about to ruin me. So I braced myself. "Ah, yes, Niall." Steve started, "The sweet, funny, 'little brother' of the group. Grow up. Stop depending on the boys to stick up for you and be a little tougher. Forget people's feelings! Your a star! Maybe, get a tattoo to show your tough. Oh yeah, and don't eat so much! It's bad for your image." He paused briefly and cleared his throat before continuing on to Harry. "Harry. The handsome, popular, cheeky, flirt of the group. Maybe even the star of the group. You should have the spotlight more on you. The more attention, the better. Why don't you shave your head or get a bunch of tattoos? Get yourself more publicity." He paused again. "Now boys, any questions?" Louis was the first to speak. "Yes." "Ok go ahead, ask away." Steve leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. "Why do you want us to change?" Louis asked fiercely. "So you will have more publicity, fans, popularity, fame, and money." He counted these things off on his fingers. "But that's not what we won't." Liam piped up. "Come again?" Steve sounded bored. "We're just doing what we love. Singing and making people smile. That's it. We're not in it for the fame or money." Liam frowned at Steve. "Boys, do you agree with this?" We all nodded our heads 'yes'. "Idiots! Your all idiots!" Steve stood up. "And I don't like any of your girlfriends! Get rid of them!" Then he stood up and stormed out of the room. He was pissed, we were pissed. "Oh yeah," Steve stuck his head through the door, "I want all of you to be single in two months time." We all laughed sarcastically. "I'm going home to my babe." I got up and left. The boys did the same.

Isabelle's POV
Niall came home looking really upset. "Hey baby, what's wrong?" I walked up to him and kissed his cheek. "Steve." He mumbled and walked to the couch. I sat down beside him. "Wanna talk about it?" I asked him. "Maybe later." He wrapped his strong arms around me. "You love me, don't you?" He asked me. "Of course I love you! You're my first and only love." I kissed his cheek again. "Good. I love you too." He pulled me into a sweet kiss. "Are you doing anything for the rest of the day?" I looked up at him. "No, why?" He seemed confused. "Lets have a lazy day." I pulled him off of the couch with a grin. After changing into some comfortable clothes, we snuggled in bed. The afternoon rain tapped on the windows and porch patio. "Niall?" "Yes love?" "I'm cold." He started laughing when I said this. "How's that funny?" I sat up. "Your under these thick blankets and I'm holding you but your still cold." He laughed some more. "Not funny." I pulled away from him. "I'm sorry babe." He laughed and held me tight. We stared into each others eyes. "Gosh you're beautiful." He winked. "I love you so much." I kissed him. We kissed passionately for a while until there was a knock at the door. "Who could that be?" I wondered. "I don't know, I'll get it though." He got up. I decided to go with him.
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