Niall is autistic. (Only Paul knows, by the way. I don't know why I keep doing this, honestly.) At the end of a long day, he relaxes in his room. His SECRET room. Inside, there's a small couch, his own, extra, bed, a little collection of books, a telly, and even soundproof walls! He also has his own bathroom in there. The only person who knows about the room is Paul, but he does his job keeping it a secret. But, after a while, the boys notice how often they don't see Niall. They ask Paul about it, but he plays it off as nothing. (Am I even using the saying (or whatever it is) right?) the boys find this suspicious. They ask more, Paul doesn't budge. Eventually, they decide to just follow Niall. They find the room, marked as the storage room. When he's out of the room one day, the boys decide to check it out. They find it pretty cool, and decide to start hanging out there as another room. Now Niall has no place to relax. His life changes dramatically, and the boys notice, but don't think anything about the room. Eventually, his anxiety gets too bad, and Paul can't help anymore. He kicks the boys out, but they get annoyed, and they all start fighting. Niall has an autism meltdown.
(This was kinda based of the novel, "The Stars Beneath out Feet," written by David Barclay Moore. Based off as in, I was reading it, and randomly thought of this chapter. If I didn't say anything, I honestly don't think anyone would notice, but yea, just mentioning.)
NIALL POV:
We get back home from the interview."I'm tired," I say.
"Ha, yea, we all are," Harry says.
"Guys wanna watch a movie or somethin'?" Zayn asks.
"Sure," all the others say.
I want to watch the movie with them, but I know I'm too tired and I should probably destimulize (is that a word? Destimulate..? Anyone know?) in my room. My other room.
"I- nah, I'm good I think."
"Oh, alright then."
When we get home, I hang out in the kitchen for a bit, to make sure the boys are busy when I enter the room. I never told the boys about the room. Or anything about my ASD. They wouldn't understand. I don't even understand.
"Are you just gonna hang out in here then?" Louis asks, walking by.
"N-no I'll probably just move around the house or something..."
"Ok."
Thankfully he leaves and I quickly go to the room. I look around to make sure no one's watching, and step in.
I immediately sit down on the couch and turn on the TV.
I quickly fall asleep.
LIAM POV:
"Hey guys, before we start the movie, I've been thinking," I say."Mhmm," they all say, turning their heads towards me.
"Have you ever thought about how little we see Niall when we're not working? Like, he barely ever watches movies or does whatever with us."
"Yea, I did kinda notice that a bit ago, didn't think any of it though," Zayn says.
"Same," Louis says.
"Me too," Harry says.
"Y-you guys don't think anything is wrong or anything though, right?" I say.
They all seem to think for a second.
"Should we maybe go check on him?" I ask softly.
"Yea, that's a good idea, thanks for bringing it up mate," Louis says.
I smile.
"Maybe after the movie? What about at dinner time?"
"I think dinner's a good time."
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