Hide And Seek (A One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Sixty Four

Chapter Sixty Four w/ note & exciting news :

Niall's P.O.V (This is rare)

I walked back to the hotel. The girl I saw at Starbucks, I think her name was MacKenzy, looked a little familiar. I don't know why, but the story she told about two of her friends sounded like the same story Aria and Kyla had gone through over the summer. And their story isn't even finished; Aria and Harry are still trying to work out their love, Kyla is confused about loving me, because of Harry, and I have a feeling that there is more drama to come. Why is there drama in the world? Why can't everything be peaceful? And why can't Harry just shut his mouth once in a while?

I sort of feel bad for punching Harry in the eye, but at the same time I felt as if it was neccessary to do. I didn't punch him hard, but it left a mark. I wonder what management is going to say if they find out about his black eye. Maybe Lou will cover it up with make up, and then we can all discuss a story we can tell the paps if they ever see it. I'm sure Paul is going to be mad if he finds out. He's like our babysitter, companion, friend, and like a fatherly like body guard who is always around and loves us no matter how annoying we may get.

The lobby of the hotel was mostly empty. Two workers were behind the front desk; one was on the phone, the other messing around with one of the computers. Two men were sitting down on one of the couches watching a football game, and a girl, about the age of eight or nine, was admiring some sort of picture. It looked like a picture of Liam.

I was making my way to the elevator, when one of them opened and Charlie and Louis came out.

"Hey, Nialler," Louis waved when he saw me, "How are you?"

"Good, I suppose," I replied. I looked at what they were wearing. Bathing suits, "Why are you two wearing swimming suits?"

"We're going swimming," Charlie crossed her arms. A smirk was playing on her face, "And we know what happened with you and Harry."

"You made his eye purple," Louis chuckled, "How hard did you punch him?"

"Not too hard."

"Well, we have to go off to the pool," Louis said as he grabbed Charlie's hand, making her uncross her arms. She was a little taken back, but blushed and made a small smile, "See you later."

As they walked off, I heard Charlie yell, "Great way of sticking up for yourself!"

What? I shrugged off what she had said and pressed the button for the elevator. The doors opened quickly, and I went in. I pressed the number of the floor my room was on, and the doors closed. Elevator music played, and it was annoying. It sounded awful.

I got out of the elevator and began walking down the hall.

"Vivi?" I asked when I saw a girl in a blue sweat shirt and pajama pants standing at the door of Liam and mine's hotel room, "What are you doing out here?"

She turned to look at me, rubbing her eyes gently, "Oh, just taking a short walk. Now I'm going back to my room," she was about to turn and walk away from me, but I stopped her.

"You're eyes are watery," I examined her hazel eyes. They weren't red or puffy, menaing she was just shedding off a few tears, and her eyes read 'heart broken', "Have you been crying?"

"No. Why?" she said quickly. It seemed as if she was desperate to change the conversation.

"Are you okay?" I questioned. The only response I got back was a shrug, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Vivian snapped, "I'm just tired and not in the mood to talk."

"Vi-" I was about to say something when the door to the hotel room I shared with Liam opened. Liam stood there, while door closed behind him, "Hey, Li."