paparazzi || l.s mpreg

6

After the interview we head outside towards the car. I saw Louis again but I just ignored him and kept walking behind Liam with my head down. 

When we get in the car I keep my head forward and don't talk. Liam eventually interrupts the silence with his curiosity. 

"Are you gonna tell me what you were going through in there?" he asked.

"What are you talking about?" I lightly chuckled not wanting to talk about it.

"Harry. You know what I'm talking about. You're always avoiding things." Liam retorted.

"Me avoiding things? Liam you've got to be kidding me. You actually make me laugh."

"Harry just tell me." Liam asked.

Thankfully for me we begin to pull up behind the hotel that we are staying at. 

"Well what do you know Liam we're here. Gotta blast." I rush out of the vehicle trying not to continue with the conversation we were having. If you can even call it a conversation. It was mostly me avoiding Liam's questions and Liam asking the same questions. Then I think to myself "why the hell did I say gotta blast?"

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When I arrive to the room I feel drained. The rest of the boys are in Liam and Zany's room I don't really want to join them. I'm really just in the mood to go take a shower and sleep. So that's what I did. 

I guess I slept maybe 45 minutes when I hear something hitting a wall. I figured it was Niall trying to come in and was slightly tipsy. After 5 minutes of trying to zone out the noise I figured that its not Niall because he could have figured out how to come into the room by now.

I began to walkover to the wall until I realize that the noise is coming from the window. I walk over to see that Louis guy throwing things at my window. I start to back up because I'm not in the mood to have my pictures taken. 

Since he already saw me it's going all down hill from here. 

"Harry!" I hear Louis shout.

Shit. Shit. Shit. I back away from the window and close the curtains. I don't understand why they weren't closed to began with. Suddenly I hear someone banging at the door this time. I began to freak out. I start thinking how did Louis now what room I was in. That was until I heard who was behind the door.

"Hara...Harr...open the door...forgot the card...aha."

It was Niall.

"God damn Niall I thought you were a pap. Get in here." I say while opening the door.

"Sorry Mr. Grumpy Pants." he says while poking my chest.

I grab his finger. "I'm not grumpy I'm tired. And I think your tired to so lets both go to sleep."

When I finally convince Niall to sleep that hitting on the window starts up again. It's like they know the most inconvenient times to disturb you.

"Why are the curtains closed? I wanna see the fans!" Niall said walking towards the window.

"Niall please come back here and sleep." 

"No Harry."

"Yes Niall."

He starts giggling. "No Harry."

"Yes Niall this isn't a joke." I say walking toward him.

He ignores me and begans opening the curtains. 

"Harry you lied to me. These are paps not fans. And the light is blinding me."

"No Niall I never said that their were fans and you're covering your eyes thats why you can't see." I tell him goign over to close the curtains catching one last glance at Louis and closing the curtains harshly.

"Mr. Grumpy Pants what's crawled up your pants?" Niall asks annoyingly.

I absoulty depise Niall when he's drunk. He's like a 3 year old child but worse. At least 3 year olds are cute. He's clingy and whiney and it makes me want to ripe out his hair. One time I looked Niall in the bathroom, but that ended very soon becuase he turned on the bathtub and began to flood the room. 

"Nothing has crawled up anything. But you should be crawling into bed."

"Clever word play Styles. And just becuase of that I will be going to take a quick nap." He tells me begining to strip into his boxers.

"Yeah alright have fun with your quick nap." I tell him going back to bed myself. 

"Goodnight Mr. Grumpy Pants."

"Niall if you don't shut the hell up. You need to go to sleep because you're starting to annoy me."

"Not as much as that paparazzi guy?" He asks out of nowhere with amusement clear in his voice.

I sit up. "What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about. I'm not blind. You stared at him constanly when we were at the studio today. It was kind of creepy." he says giggling at the last part.

"Ok well if you remember this by tomorrow we can talk about it."

"Promise." Niall says lying down once again.

"Mhm...promise." I say lying down and closing my eyes.

a/n: comment if there any gramar mistakes.

sorry that updates have been slow but I'm starting to actually know what I want to write about

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