The Day It All Fell Apart (One Direction/ziall/larry fanfic)

Down and Out (chap.16)

*2 weeks later*

Niall's POV:

I saw the light beginning to streak through the blinds on the window, I hadn't slept at all. Whenever I did sleep all I saw was Zayn's hurt face. I sat there on my bed wondering if I should get up and face my other band members or continue excluding myself.

'I have everything I need in here, why should I torture myself...' And with that I layed back on the bed. I had moved back into the hotel room that the others were staying in after the concert, management said it was causing too much stress on all the guys. Though it didn't make sense to me,I didn't argue with them. Considering all that had happened between Liam, Zayn ,and I the concert went well, we sounded great and the fans loved us...though for me it was all just a blur.

I'm actually surprised at the how little they're all bugging me, usually they would've been knocking the door down by now, I guess they finally saw that I just needed to be away from everyone...especially Liam and Zayn.

I heard someone walk down the hall and stop right in front of my door, they stood there for a minute or two while I tried to hold my breath to keep from making any noise. I'm guessing it was Zayn who eventually walked off. I still couldn't believe I had sacrificed my absolute perfect relationship just to 'save' our band. Liam was acting like a child....

My stomach growled snapped me out of my thoughts, truthfuly I can't remember the last time I ate. Maybe...a snack after the concert, which was 4 days ago? I did feel pretty weak but that's okay, it's what I deserve.

I heard a slight tap on the door, really couldn't I just fade away until there was nothing left? Another tap on the door, couldn't everybody see that I didn't want to be here anymore? The taps now turned into knocks, couldn't I just go back to the life that I had in Mullingar, when I didn't know these people?

Now there was a bang on the door,"Niall, I really think you should come out and talk to us now."

It was Louis. "No. Go away Louis." They didn't need to see me like this.

"It not a choice anymore, your coming out whether you want to or not." The door knob started to jiggle. "Niall come unlock the door." I didn't say anything, I didn't move. "Niall," Louis pleaded,"please unlock the door, we just want to talk to you."

I still didn't move, how did they expect me to ever be able to look at Zayn and Liam. As I sat there mulling that over I didn't realize Louis had gotten a key and unlocked the door, and I still didn't realize until he sat down next to me causing the bed to sink down where he sat.

It's a good thing I had a jacket on, otherwise he might've seen... "Ya know you could've just opened the door yourself. I was getting in here either way."

I just sat there and started at him. "Why don't you come down and get some breakfast with us, yeah? I haven't ever gone this long without seeing you eat."

"I'm not hungry." That was a complete lie and Louis obviously knew that.

"Niall I could hear your stomach from outside the door, now c'mon." He started dragging me up from the bed. I almost fell, I was pretty weak. "Whoa Niall, you okay?"

"Perfectly fine." I said with the best cheery voice I could muster, though it wasn't much.

We'd been standing for at least two minutes and just made it to the bedroom door. "Hmm, this isn't working." That's when Louis picked me up and slung me over his shoulder.

"Louis put me down!" I started thrashing and hitting and kicking him.

"Niall you may want to think about working out, I can barely feel those punches." Louis said stifling a laugh.

'Maybe it's because I haven't hardly moved for days Louis, ever think about that?' Is what I thought, but the only thing I could respond with was a slight grunt.

He walked into the small kitchen/dining room, by then I was tired out. He sat me down in a chair as Harry slid over a plate of piping hot pancakes slathered in syrup. I almost puked right then and there.

Apparently Harry saw because he stared at me with a confused look. "I made pancakes specially for you Niall, don't you want them."

"Erm, thanks Harry but I'm just not that hungry." I said sliding the plate away.

Louis sighed,"Fine Niall but you will have to eat sometime today."

"Sure, sure." I was just trying to get Louis to shut up.

But that's when Liam and Zayn walked in, and not just together but hand-in-hand. If my heart could've broken anymore, it did. This was officially the worst I had ever felt.

As soon as Zayn saw me his eyes got wide, he came over and sat down next to me. "Hey Ni, are you o-okay?"

"Yep never been better." I got up and started walking back to my room but then Louis grabbed my arm and started yanking me back. "Louis stop!"

"No Niall. We need to talk." I didn't have enough energy to fight back. He sat me down on the couch and sat next to me. "Alright guys, we all know something is going on between Niall, Zayn, and Liam. So who's going to start?"