The Perfect Piece: A One Direction Fanfiction (Niall Horan)

Chapter 7: Final Call

A/N: Hello Lovlies! I just wanted to thank everyone who has been reading'The Perfect Piece.' It means so much to me when I see the number of reads, votes, comments, and fans go up. I hope you enjoy this chapter! x

Niall POV

"We're like na, na, na, and then we're like yeah, yeah, yeah," I sang into the microphone, rehearsing with the lads. We had a concert later this night, our last one without a pianist. Our new pianist would be decided officially today and news was supposed to be sent out tomorrow to the people who auditioned. I really hope that one girl auditioned. There was a big chance she didn't  but I could always dream right?

Ending the song, i wiped my forehead with my hand. Even after one short song, I would get really sweaty on stage. As much as I loved all the adrenaline during concerts and of course the fans, it was so hot up here and we had to wear so much clothes. I can actually see why Harry goes naked all the time.

"Boys, take ten. Management needs to see you in meeting room II on the right as soon as possible," our manager said to all of us as we put down our microphones following eachother out of the stage to the meeting room on the right.

"I wonder what we're in trouble for?" Harry whispered.

"Wow, great to think on the positive side," Zayn said, smirking. Entering the room, we found two girls from our management on the couch staring intently at two papers.

"Yup, we're definitely in trouble," Louis said, gulping.The two girls looked up from their papers, staring at me and the boys.

"So," one of the said, putting down her paper, "As you may already know, we just had auditions for your new pianist,"

The other girl continued, putting down her paper too, "We have to make a final decision by the end of the today and mail audition results early tomorrow morning,"

"Why do you need us?" Liam asked, fidgeting with his hair.

"We can't decide by the two," they said sheepishly.

"And," Harry said. I think we were all confused. What did this have to do with us? Couldn't they just decide by themselves? I mean that is their job, right?

"We want you boys to make the final decision,"

"Why? Isn't deciding important things like this, your job?" Zayn asked.

"It is, but again, we can't decide between these two amazing pianists,"

"Fine, we'll do it," I said confidently for all the boys. Maybe, just maybe that girl from youtube was one of those papers. I heard some grumbles from the boys but quickly ignored them as I sat down next to the girl from management. The boys joined me, peering behind the couch to get a closer look at the two people who auditioned and were in the bottom two. One was a girl and one was a boy.