Zianourry One Shots

Not a Problem $^

It was finally time for the Lads to start rehearsing and see where they were going to go during songs. It should not be hard at all. The Lads kinda of just did what they wanted to do. Paul, their choreographer, understood that, and made the choreography not hard at all. Most of it all was just places to stand and all.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Five boys stop what they were doing and looked straight at the annoyed man in front of them. Their choreographer Paul was sick, so they had one of his men showing them where Paul wanted them to go.

"You're completely a mess! I don't know how Paul put up with you lads" The step-in choreographer yelled as he paced the second stage. "How in the world do you get people to love you when you look like a complete mess.

Five sets of eyes glanced at each other. What were they doing wrong? They were doing what Paul had told them a week or so ago. Harry and Niall look like they wanted to cry, but the other three looked pissed. One more comment from the man, and they were going to snap.

Everything was going fine, until the music stops. "Give up already! How does Paul work with you lads! Especially you Zack." The man had pointed at Zayn.

Zayn quickly commented, "It's Zayn!" Zayn never really let anything get to him, but just this time, it hurt. He did not understand why. He glanced at the Lads, to see Liam and Louis looking at him with concern growing in their eyes. Quickly nodding that he was okay, Zayn walked towards Niall and Harry who were having a water break.

The three of them started a small talk until they heard.

"Look here! I don't know what your name is, and I really do not care. You barely know ours. I do not understand how Paul hired you. We are doing perfectly fine. Zayn is doing everything fine. We do not have to take orders from you." Louis was furious, Zayn walked toward Louis putting a hand on his shoulder trying to calm him down, but that did not seem to help.

"I know what the problem is." The man gave Zayn a dirty look before walking straight up to him and yelling,"You. are. the. problem!" Each time a word was said, the man poked Zayn in the shoulder harshly.

"What?" asked the boy timidly, taken aback and a bit frightened. Louis had fire blazing in his eyes as he gazed at the man in front of him.

"Get away from him," Louis snarled as he stepped in front of Zayn. In the corners of his eyes, he saw the other lads walking towards them.

"My pleasure. I would not want to be seen with him."

"Get out!" Liam yelled as he was not face to face with the man.

"Your the problem, Zayn." The man spat out the name in disgust as he walked away, not looking back.

As the lads watch the man leave, They all look towards their raven-haired boyfriend.

"Zayn?"

"Zee?"

Zayn just stood there, looking blankly at his boyfriends, tears falling down his cheeks. This worried the lads since it took a lot to make the lad cry.

"Is he telling the truth?" Zayn's voice came out a whisper.

Each lads' breaths caught in their throats as they heard what Zayn asked.

Four cries of No rang in Zayn's ears.

Zayn just let the tears out as Harry pulled him into a tight hug. Just then, the other lads finally came to join the hug. Zayn was buried in the middle of their tight embrace, shaking as he tried so hard to hold back tears.

Louis put to fingers under Zayn's chin and forced him to look at him. The oldest was momentarily taken back by the depth and sorrow those beautiful brown orbs held. He shook his head.

"Zee. You don't listen to him, alright?. You are not the problem at all. You are the one who keeps us from making a fool out of ourselves." Louis spoke gently and firmly.

The other Lads laughed and started sharing stories where Zayn would keep them in line from many different shows.

As the day went on, the Lads would make sure Zayn would feel loved. Finally it was day was over and all five were laying down on their bed.

"Hey Zee." Niall glanced up at Zayn to see that the lad was looking straight at him.

"Yes, love?" The Lads were happy that Zayn was finally talking to them.

"Do you remember when you called Louis a loser on stage and everyone on twitter was making jokes about it?"

"Yes. I do, but which show? I tell that to Lou, all the time." The raven- haired laugh and the others enjoyed in except for one who was pretending to cry and push the lads away.

"Oh come here, love! I am sorry! I will never call you a loser again. You are our loser." Louis smiled and curled back into Zayn.

All five boyfriends fell asleep soundly, knowing that everything was going to alright.