Only a Heartbeat Away

Chapter 4

"Why the hell are you still here? You have an interview to be at." Sally harshly demanded.

"We needed to look after Hazza." Liam replied.

"How are you aware of his condition? I had him isolated for a reason."

"What reason would that be?" Niall wondered.

"Him being unwell and that illness being spread throughout the band. Not that it's any of your business Mr Horan. Mr Payne, please wake up Mr Styles and get him ready. Mr Malik, please find Mr Tomlinson and get down to the lobby where the car is waiting for you".

"You've got to be kidding me right now?!" Liam yelled, "The lad is sick. He might have a fucking chest infection, or some shit and you want me to wake him up and drag his miserable arse to a goddamn interview?! You can't be serious?!"

"Mr Payne you have your orders".

"If Louis could hear you now." Niall sighed basically silently begging Louis to remain in the bathroom.

"What was that Mr Horan?"

"You're such a jackeen. You want to drag Harry away from the safety of Louis. Who is married to the damned guy to go to some God damned interview? I am sorry but no. Tú anam crushing, leithscéal dúr, maidin ar dhuine" Liam and Zayn just blanched unable to comprehend what Niall had just said but knowing full well that whenever he went full celt nothing good came out of it. Harry just stared knowing exactly what Niall said having taken up a keen interest in learning Gaelic when he was bored, and it help Harry understand Niall's culture and background better. Louis laughed quietly to himself in the bathroom knowing full well that Niall had completely cussed Sally out, after all he did have a tendency to mock Niall whenever the occasion asked for it and Sally not knowing at all, just blinked before continuing giving the lads orders. Harry just rolled his eyes and collapsed into his bed; Louis tried not to panic at that fact. It was never pleasant to see the love of your life basically faint. Niall however continued to cuss Sally out in Gaelic.

"Ba chóir dom do chorp a chur chuig na Scots agus a fhios agam go ndéanfaí tú a chéasadh, a tharraingt agus a cheathrú ansin le do cheann ag críochnú ar spíce chun go ndéanfadh na préacháin do shúile. You stupid piece of shite!"

"Okay... Niall that is enough." Liam stated taking control of the situation. Sally just looked at the dyed blonde-haired man in front of her unable to process what just happened.

"No Niall keep going." Zayn cheered from the kitchen, Liam sent a glare Zayn's way before returning his attention back to Niall.

"Buddy just go and ring Louis." Niall nodded and flipped Sally the bird before heading off to the bathroom. Louis quickly but quietly moved away from the door as Niall walked in.

"What the hell Niall?" Louis quickly hugged Niall as he continued to speak, "First off I'm very proud of you for saying the shit you just said however now I am trapped in this bathroom." As he stepped back from Niall to give him space. "How is Harry? And how do I get out of here?"

"Wait one second." Niall replied before suddenly yelling out, "What's that Louis you're in the lobby's toilet. Yeah, I can send Sally down to meet you outside the Hotel's café. Yeah, yeah, I will tell her." Niall winked at Louis while pretending to hang up his phone and exited the bathroom, "Lou has just ducked into the little lads room he would like to meet Sally in the lobby café so they can discuss the interview. Off you pop Sally. I'm going to make some of me mum's traditional Celtic soup. Zayn can you please find 'Friends' on Netflix and Liam can you please ask Louis for Harold's medications?" Liam nodded and winked at Niall as he entered Harry's bathroom to fake another phone conversation with Louis. Zayn chuckled to himself as he headed into the entertainment area of Harry's suite, Niall had just entered the kitchen when Sally had exited the room under the pretence of Louis being in the hotel's lobby. "Okay Lou come on out and check in on your boy".