One Direction One Shots

Road Trip

One where the boys have to pretend to date someone for the media and stuff. There's a three hour trip out to get there. The morning they leave, Liam is sick. He had a blue steak the night before so they think it's food poisoning. But, Niall is also sick. Louis thinks he's faking because he had his steak well-done and apparently, food poisoning is the only type of sickness. Because he's sick, his body is weaker. He has to pee so they pull over only a half hour in. This leaves Louis pissed but then, he has to go again. Ends in Niall wetting himself.

NIALL POV:
It's the day before we have to go meet our dates. Frankly, it just annoys me. All of us actually. We've had to go to these things since we told management some of us were gay and bi. We didn't really specify who but right away they set up these fake dates for all of us. I think I got some girl named Kendylle, Kendylle something. Also, who decided we needed to go out three hours for fake dates!? Ugh.

Right now I'm just scrolling through Twitter. Then, Louis comes in.

"We're leaving at 6:00 AM tomorrow," he says.

"Why so early?"

"HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW," he screamed at me.

"S-sorry."

He glared at me as he slammed the door. Where did all that come from?

Half an hour later, Harry came in.

"Ready to go?"

"Where?"

"Didn't Louis tell you we're going to the steak house?"

"No."

"Oh. Well, we are so come on."

"O-ok. Lemme use the bathroom first."

I did my business and when I came back, Harry was gone but Louis was there. I grabbed my phone and put on my shoes. I was about to leave when I realized I forgot my jacket.

"Lemme get a jacket, Louis."

"No," is all he said.

I was confused but went outside.

"See, it's warm."

"It could get colder."

"No."

"Ok..."

We got into the car. Louis got the passenger seat and I was smushed between Niall and Harry.

"Guys?" I whispered.

"Hmm?"

"Um, do you know what's wrong with Louis?"

"Just having a bad day probably," Harry whispered back.

"Ok."

When we got there, the waitress sat us down at a round booth. Clockwise, we went Liam, Harry, me, then Louis. The waitress handed us some menus and left. She came back after a few minutes to take our orders.

"Ok, are you lads ready to order?"

We all nodded and she took out a notepad and a pen.

"Any drinks to start?"

"Just water for everyone," Louis said.

"Ok, now food."

"Starting with you, and we'll go clockwise," she said, pointing to Liam.

He nodded.

"Can I get a ceaser salad, medium-rare steak, a baked potato, and a side of sweetcorn?"

She nodded and wrote it down. Then, she pointed to Harry.