Voice of An Angel (One Direction Fanfic) [ON HOLD]

Chapter 1: Brothers & Best Mates

(first story ever please be patient, comment and tell me what you think. It was just an idea that came to mind, not sure if ill continue but let me know if you like)

Liams POV:

The lads and I have just walked into our dressing rooms after our last concert and I have to say no matter what we wouldn't give it up for the world, we are-- "Move! You move! My hair! My crisps!" my thoughts were interrupted by the lads pushing and shoving each other to get through the door of my changing room. Time for Daddy Direction to step in.

"Oi!" I shouted and they all looked up at me a mumbled a sheepish "sorry Li" and piled onto the black love seat as we waited for Paul to escort us out. As we waited Niall was munching on some crisps, while Zayn fixed his already perfect quiff in his mirror, all the while Harry and Louis were arguing over who was better at Fifa. "Ehem!" I cleared my throat making all the boys look over at me, "okay today is our last day but unfortunately we cannot celebrate because we have an early flight home tomorrow, so tonight we pack and rest up, we can celebrate once we her back home" I state leaving no room for argument. Once I receive a series of "Yes Daddy Direction" and or "fine" I settle back into my chair about to bring up the cafe topic when a terrifying voice boomed.

"BOYS!!! GET OUT HERE THIS INSTANT!!!" Pauls voice echoed from down the hall. I wearily made my way through the door followed by the lads and a whimpering Louis. "Yes, Paul?" I choked out trying to calm my pounding heart trying to escape my rib cage and wiping the sheen of sweat beading on my forehead. Then I heard Hazza hastily whispering to Lou, then it hit me... "What did you do?!" I whispered over my shoulder at the two cowering boys behind me.

Louis POV:

"What did you do?!" Liam whispered at me and Harry while we hid behind him peeking over his shoulder.

*Flashback to before the concert*

"Lou hurry Paul will be here any minute!" Harry stage whispered, "Okay okay, I'm almost done! Sheesh don't get your knickers in a twist!" I hiss.

The baby oil made the concrete slippery enough so we rushed to or changing rooms to get changed and meet the lads in Liams room.

*end flashback*

"Well what do you have to day for yourselves?!" Paul hissed through clenched teeth. I heard Hazza gulp and felt everyone turn to look at us but my eyes were focused on the exit. "Paul, maybe you should explain what they did." Liam interjected causing Paul to advert his eyes from me long enough fir me to form a plan on escape.

The boys must have noticed and understood me because next thing you know we were all racing down the corridor and out of the arena leaving Paul dumbfounded and frozen in place until we reached the safety of the van.

Panting and gasping for air Liam told the driver to head to the hotel. As soon as we drove off the lads all turned to Harry and I with a look that practically screamed 'spill now'. Instead Hazza looked at me and suddenly we burst out laughing and tearing up barely managing to pull out my phone to sure them the video.

The boys stared at us intently and hesitantly Niall took the phone and watched along with Zayn and Liam, who's eyes widened and soon joined us in rolling around laughing at Paul slipping and splitting his trousers.

When we reached the hotel we had to pack and be ready for our flight early tomorrow morning back to london, so we each went to our rooms after saying our 'good nights'.

"Lou, I'm making tea, you want a mug?" Harry said from the small kitchen in our suite. "Yeah mate! Ill be there in a giffy!" I shouted from my room as I laid on my bed looking out the window letting my mind wander back to the girl who's voice had invaded my mind. Few minutes later I wandered back to the sitting room after concluding I would find her.

Harry's POV:

"Boo bear? Alright?" I slightly shout after hearing the ruckus coming from Louis' room. "Yeah mate! Ill be there in a giffy!!" Lou asked back as I placed both mugs on the coffee table letting my mind wonder back to the night at the cafe.

"Alright Harry?" Lou asks walking into the small sitting room taking a seat across from me, "Yeah, just thinking about what to do on our time off you know" I answered lazily not wanting to admit to anyone that my thoughts were consumed by the girl with the voice that made my heart race.

"Well lets talk to the lads about that when we get back, right now we gotta get some shut eye" he said while yawning and walking back down the hall. "Night Hazza" he throws over his shoulder, "G'night", i say while yawning and walking over to my room and falling into a peaceful sleep dreaming about the girl with the voice of an angel.

Zayn'z POV:

After Nialler and I got back to our suite and finished packing, I went out onto the balcony and just sat there watching the lights and the stars all the while listening to Niall strumming a bit on his 6 string from his room.

It's been this way since we heard her voice, its haunting almost. It feels like it wraps around your mind. I'm sure the lads feel the same because since that night everyone wanders of into there thought and have a far away look in their eyes.

*flashback 3 weeks ago*

"Come on Li how bad could it be? We'll wear disguises and everything!" the lads and I asked with puppy dog eyes knowing Liam couldn't resist. "Ugh! Fine but we aren't staying long!" Liam groaned as me and the boys ran to the buys to get our shades and hoodies.

You see after our concert we walked by a cafe that was holding an open mic night and we wanted to go before we left for our next concert but Liam was hesitant because of our fans. "Zayn hurry up! The cab is waiting!" Harry shouted from the door, "Done!" I replied stepping out and jumping of the bus.

We finally arrived at the cafe and were sat in a booth towards the back where we were hidden from the crowd but could still see the stage.

After several performances, some of which were pretty good renditions and other not so good covers we decided to head out. But before we reached the door a voice had us frozen in place as their voice silenced the growing crowd.

"I found myself today, oh I found myself and ran way, but something pulled me back, a voice of reason I forgot I had..." the melodic angel like voice sang causing goosebumps to rise on my flesh and a chills to race down my spine. I knew the lads were thinking the same as they all slowly began to turn towards the stage with an awestruck expression, but we were snapped back to reality by Paul dragging us out without a seconds glance back at the girl with the voice.

*end flashback*

With a heavy sigh I pulled myself up and quietly made my way back to room and climbed into bed falling into a blissfull sleep dreaming of the day I find the girl who's voice claimed my being.

Niall's POV:

"UGH!" I groaned as I tossed and turned in bed trying to get some shut eye, but not being able to relax with the same thought haunting me, "who are you?" I whispered to myself, that voice embedded itself into my mind and its all I could think of anymore. I just dont want to tell the lads because even though theyre like my brothers, I dont want them to think I'm obsessed even though I think I might be. Finally a blanket of relaxation fell over me "I'm gonna find you" I half whispered half mumbled as sleep finally took over.

Liams POV:

That voice, it echos in my head even after weeks I hear it loud and clear as if I were reliving the moment over and over again. Laying in bed I can't help but wonder if the lads felt the same as I did in that moment, the same lightness and warmth spreading throught their beings as had happened to me. "Haha not likely" I mutter to myself as I wonder if they were haunted by the same thoughts as I was. ' How can it be that a single voice can to this to me? Who is she? I have to find her' Is the last thing I thought as I gave in to sleep.