The search for paradise

Chapter 18

"Excuse me," a sharp voice behind me says briskly. "Are you another fan?"
I spin around to see a tall receptionist. "No! No, I'm a-a friend."
"I'm sorry, But Mr Byatt has more important things to attend to."
"Trust me, this is important," I said.
"I'm afraid you'll have to wait."
"Wait? No, I can't wait. It's urgent."
"Please stand by."
"No! I have to see Jas-"
"Could I please have in security," the woman said into his phone.
"What? No, you don't understand!" I protested as four heavy security guards marched in, twice the size of me. "Please, you have to listen to me!" I yelled at the receptionist as I was pushed in the direction of the exit. "You don't understand! I have to see him now!"
I was shoved out of the door, stumbling, just keeping my balance. "No!" I hammered on the door, watching the security guards nod at each other briskly before walking off again. I sunk down beside it, desperate, helpless. Niall's last words to her echoed in my ears, and I frowned, pinching the bridge of my nose. And then I smirked. I had the perfect plan.