"Harry bab--"

Eleanor got one good look at Niall and her entire demeanor changed.

"Hello to you too darling." I drawled out, annoyed.

"What is he doing here? I thought we already took out the trash--"

Niall got up almost immediately but I stopped him.

"No, you stay," I said, "You Eleanor have been tormenting Niall just because he's my boyfriend."

"He was your ex two days ago..." she muttered.

"Because of a mistake that I made; letting you and Modest!Management manipulate my life."

"Harry this is for the best. Being gay is so wrong it's just...ick."

"You're acting like a conceited bitch. Don't you see? Your opinion is fueled with idiocy. Everyone is coming out now, Tim Cook, the Apple CEO, football players, this is a revolution for gay celebrities. Get it through your damn head; I'm gay and I love Niall Horan."

Eleanor immediately lunged at Niall and I couldn't reach her before she clawed at his cheek.

"Get away from him!" I shouted.

"Harry?"

I turned around immediately to see Louis staring at the scene in front of him.

"Louis it--"

"Eleanor fucking Clader," he growled, "you did it with Luke and Ashton, it isn't happening again, not to my best friends."

Louis was on Eleanor's back, pulling at her hair and I pulled Niall away from them to check on his cheek.

"You alright baby?"

He nodded and I kissed his bruise.

"Let me pull our your weave bitch!" Louis screamed. There was a crash and I turned around to see them crashing into the table.

"Celebrity whore!"

"Gay faggot!"

"Gold-digging prostitute!"

"Cock sucker!"

"At least I get laid without getting paid!"

Niall and I try to separate them, but it's too late; hotel security is already knocking on my door.