I hear the front door open making me look up to see Niall walk in slamming the door behind him. He runs his hands through his hair walking into the kitchen. I stand up walking in. He shuts the fridge with a bottle of water in his other hand. His eyes shoot towards me in surprise.
"So....how did it go?" I ask, rubbing my arm looking away.
After my argument with Niall, I started talking to him again. I knew I acted immature that day. I apologized to him and he forgave me. I was relieved; though I never got to apologize to Meghan. She left the record building after she ran off when I was fighting with her. I still feel bad for it.
"Well, it's was fine when I was on my way until I heard a guy talking crap about Meghan!" He slams the bottle on the table with fury.
"Whoa. Who's this guy?" I sit myself across from where he stood.
"Some guy named Joey. He was an old friend of hers when she was just a Youtuber." He sits himself in the chair in front of him. He takes a sip of his water looking down afterwards.
"What a jerk."
"He said he's going to use Meghan for fame because she used him and her other Youtuber friends to get more noticed, which is not true at all."
"I swear, if I ever see that guy, I will hurt him!" I raise my voice.
"You can't. Meghan will just get more angry with you. She's already kind of mad at me because of what I told her about Joey using her."
"And she didn't believe you?" He shakes his head.
"No, she probably thinks I'm trying to get rid of him. I'm still trying to find a way to prove that Joey is no good."
"Well we need to talk to her management about this."
"Jesse is in on Joey meeting up with Meghan. He won't care. I've already met the guy and he's fucked up. He treats Meghan like a doll. He uses her for all the money."
"Well what about her other manager? Can't we talk to her instead?" I question.
"Who knows how she's like. She can be just like Jesse!"
"Well it doesn't hurt to try." I shrug.
"I don't want to take any chances with them." He waves his hands in front of him shaking his head no.
My phone vibrates in my pocket telling me I've received a message. I fish it out glancing it over, then putting it back in my pocket. I prop up on me feet looking over at Niall as I started to tiptoe away.
"Where are you going?" He asks gazing up at me.
"I just remembered I need to go run some errands. I'll be back as soon as possible, okay?" He nods slumping down in his seat. I sigh, walking off.
I hop into my car, starting it and soon taking off down the city. I turn the radio on listening to some random music as I drove.
Poor Niall. I had to fix this, even if it meant ruining my chances to fix my friendship with Meghan. Yeah, I liked her, but I can't stand seeing my mates upset and frustrated over things. It was like Meghan meant a lot to Niall.... Wait, Niall being overprotective with Meghan, helping her write music....he liked her! I can't believe it! This whole time I never noticed that Niall was in love with her! Well, maybe because I was too busy trying to flirt with her.
I arrive at Meghan's managements place, parking right outside of the building. I walk in to see a guy around my height walking in my direction. I take a step to the side letting him pass me.
"Oh look, it's Harry of the Styles," he says, snapping his head back to me.
"And who might you be?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Joseph, Joseph Graceffa," he says rather in a sassy like way. He reminds me of Louis.
"And why are you here?" I ask.
"Just came by to say hello to Jesse. What about you? Don't you have to be at some concert?" He places his hand on his hip staring at me. Totally reminds me of Louis.
"No, we finished our tour already. And it shouldn't be your business to know why I, Harry Styles, am here," I answer him simply.
"Well, if you're here for Meghan, you probably shouldn't go in. She has...." He pauses starting to slowly walk away, "said some things about you and the others."
"Like what?" I ask curiously.
"Oh, that's none of my business." I roll my eyes starting to walk off again. "But..." I stop turning to him again.
"But...never mind." This guy is starting to tick me off. "I mean, Meghan would go mad if you guys ever found out that she manipulated you guys to go head over heels for her." I stare at him with seriousness written all over me. "Oops." He grins shrugging his shoulders.
"She what?" I clench my teeth, balling my hands into fists.
"I must get going now. My ride is here," he says, leaving me in shock. "But you didn't hear anything from me, Styles." He fleds off.
I couldn't believe it. After what Niall did for Meghan and she pays him back with this?! I know I was being a jerk to her, but this is just wrong! He's done a lot for her and I know it. I came to apologize to her, but now she can never hear those words come out of my mouth in a million years!
I barge into Jesse's office only to see Meghan sitting on the couch away from the table. She glances up at me from her phone in disgust. I charge at her, pulling her up to me with her shirt collar in my balled up fist.
"I can't believe you, Meghan! After what Niall has done for you, in return you just shut him out! Can you not see Niall cares for you? I came here to apologize about what happened between us, but now you can forget it!" I yell at her. I let go of her as she fell back onto the couch again.
"What are you talking about?" She holds her head wincing.
"You used us for fame!" I yell at her in fury.
"I..." She begins to tremble. Tears form at the corner of her eyes as she tried to speak, "Harry, who told you that? Whoever said that is lying. I'd never use anyone for fame. Did you not hear what I said before I ran out that day we fought?" Our eyes meet not breaking contact. I shook my head. "I never asked for this life! Do you think I'm actually happy with all this fame and money? Maybe your life is all perfect, but mine is messed up! Like I said before, I lost my friends, family, and myself! I'm not the same person as I was before out in public two years ago." She wipes her tears away looking down at her feet.
"Where's Jesse?" I ask.
"Just leave Harry!" She shouts.
"Just answer the stupid question."
"If it's stupid, why should I answer it?" She snaps back.
"Because that could both give us an answer right now." She glares at me staying silent for a few seconds.
"He's out having lunch."
"How long has he been gone?"
"For like an hour probably."
"So you know the guy that was here just minutes ago?" She slowly nods her head.
"Yeah, that was my old friend Joey."
I begin to mumble to myself. "So Niall was right..."