"Why didn't we let Louis come again?" Niall asked, "because this is so fun, nobody should miss this." Zayn wordlessly turned up the volume.
"Bitch was asleep," Harry laughed, "none of us wanted to-" Harry was cut off by the annoying sound of his ringtone goimg. "Who keeps calling?"
"Jesus. Now pick it up so you can die," Zayn laughed at his own roast, while Harry tossed his phone to Niall, "pick it up."
"Yello'?" Niall answered, and Zayn rolled his eyes so fast that they went to the back of his head.
Who answered the phone with 'Yello'?
"Fucking shit, your serious? Dead serious, Louis don't fuck with-" Niall held the phone away from his ear, and everyone in the car could hear Louis' yelling, even though it wasn't on speaker. "Okay! Okay! We'll be there. Yes Louis, I'm very impressed with your running. Yeah, okay, bye."
"Well?"
"Harry, I need you to make this car practically fly to the hospital." Niall ordered, and neither Harry nor Zayn knew why.
"Why?"
"Just do it."
"If Nike can tell you to just do it, you can tell me what the damn call is about," Harry sassed, "now start talking, leprechaun."
"Liamisawake." Niall spit out.
"English, stupid!" Zayn yelled, and Niall slapped his head.
"Liam. Is. Awake." Niall said slowly, making sure to stress evey syllable. "Now Harry,please slam the pedal down as hard as you want Louis to slam you, so maybe we can get there quickly."