Louis poked Niall with his ring finger, even if he wished he poked Niall with his carrots.
"Stop it," Niall said, his head under the pillow.
"Stop it, I'm so sensitive." He mocked and poked some more.
Niall took hold of the pillow and threw it to Louis and shouted,"LOUIS! Get off!"
"You should get your lazy attitude off the window, mate! We're working our asses off to solve this problem. What are you doing?" he sassed and stood tall.
"Mind your own business, Louis."
"Since we head back to London, you're sappy all of a sudden. We need you now, Niall. Not your ignorance."
"Fine!" Instead of getting up, the more Niall layered himself under the pillows and blanket.
"NIALL! What the hell is wrong with you?—-" Louis was ready to pull him out aggressively.
"—Stop, Louis!" Zayn said. "Remember, Julia? Niall just misses her badly."
"I don't," Niall muttered as Louis faced Zayn.
"Oh, really? That's why?" asked Louis.
"Believe me man, Niall fallen so hard for this girl."
"I don't," Niall muttered even louder.
Zayn and Louis smiled mischievously."What's that, Niall?" They asked in unison.
"Uh.. no, I—I don't miss her." Niall uncovered his self, revealing a flushed face.
"You don't?" Louis winked at Zayn and said, "Well, you don't mind if I go for her? I'm so down, man."
Niall sat up. "You have a girlfriend! And, and, you don't know if she likes you. You can't break up with Eleanor. She's like... like the hottest girl, right? You said that. And do you know what Juliua will feel if she knew you broke up with Eleanor? She might... might get hurt. You wouldn't want that. You think she likes you because she cooks you carrot soup and, and laughs with you. She does laughs with you... a lot. But it's alright, I wouldn't mind at all. Not at all." When Niall cleared his throat, Louis and Zayn just smirked.
"I'm serious, I like her. You're right, she does like me back. She'd rather go and have a laugh with me than any of us. When a girl cooks for you, it means she likes you. Duh." Louis rolled his eyes. Either Zayn or Niall can't tell if Louis was serious or not.
"That's not true at all times, Tommo. You think you got Julia wrapped around your finger, do you? You think you got the girl? Wait until I tell this to Eleanor." He returned a smirk.
Zayn backed away and excused himself in using the toilet. The room got colder when he left.
"What would you know about 'getting the girl'? And why are you so defensive? I thought you wouldn't mind if I like her. Don't drag Eleanor into this, Nialler."
"WELL—"
"Well, what? SAY IT. SAY IT, NIALL." He stood closer to Niall and taunted him with his piercing eyes.
"Why are you so defensive? Why did it pain you when we left London? What's the truth?! Why stay it a secret when obviously you—"
"I LIKE HER! There, I like Julia! And I hate that you have to push me over in order to admit it. I hate that she's close to you. I hate that I am here when I should be with her. We just had a fight, Louis! I hate that I'm feeling this way. I hate that I like her so so much. I hate that she lied to me, to us. I hate what she did, but my feelings never seem to disappear..." He dropped on the bed again as Louis sat next to him.
"There we go, big boy. I just wanted you to say it. We all know it, don't worry." Louis patted his back and embraced Niall.
Then, Harry came to Niall's bed after hearing all the commotion. His phone kept on dinging because of all the notifications and messages from Twitter, making Louis pissed.
"Will it ever stop?" Louis pointed at Harry's phone.
"Not for now, millions of fans are on Twitter right now." Harry replied and asked Niall kindly what happened between him and Louis.
"Millions? Hmm, millions... fans and Twitter." A flash of lightbulb somewhat appeared on top of Louis' head,
"GUYS! I know what we should do. Gather the team immediately!"
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In a span of ten minutes, everyone was gathered in the hotel room. Some teams from the management, security, all the boys and Eleanor. Louis was the only man standing and rubbed his hands in excitement.
"You are gathered here today in this hotel room because I thought of a genius idea to raise money in order to save our tour." Many shared the 'Aaaaah-okay' nod.
"As all of you may know twitter holds a program where people can see you live via Twitcam. The more people who watches the livestream, the more profit the recorder will have from the company, Twitter. I propose if we bring back the Twitcams, then millions of our fans from twitter can watch it and raise money as well." Then, many shared the 'Ooooh-good idea' nod.
"Materials to be used, 1) laptop and... that's it. Boys, prepare to go back in the old times, it's Twitcam time! Oooh, that rhymes." Louis finished his speech with a thank you and a votation if his plans will proceed. No one disagreed.
Ten minutes later, a technology team hoisted high definition cameras/equipments to aid the livestream and management advertisers were on high alert in the social media site to introduce the "#OldButGoldTwitcamWith1D" and it trended worldwide already. Louis and Liam were jumping over two beds because of the excitement. After Niall's encounter with Louis, he felt lighter and started to play his guitar once again by the corner. Harry bobbed his head everywhere where the teams at and made Vines to give a snippet of what's happening backstage for the fans. The room bounced Louis' excitement and gave everyone a boost to work.
