One Direction One-Shots (Book 1)

Liam gets hate

(A/N- This is really bad. It's my first time writing fanfiction, so don't expect it to be good lmao)

(also Ziam, but at the end)

Liam's POV- 

I messed up at the concert tonight. During my solo in "You & I" my voice cracked, and I forgot the lyrics to "Midnight Memories." After the concert, Zayn tried to reassure me that, "it happens to everyone,"  and, " I'm sure the fans didn't even notice." I started to wonder if he was right, so I looked through my mentions on twitter. 

"@LiamPayne Why are you even in the band? The boys don't need you! You're such a waste of space!!!"

"@LiamPayne I don't know why they put you in the band!! Your voice is terrible!"

"@LiamPayne Have you gained weight? Looking a little chubby on stage tonight."

Tears started to form in my eyes as I read more comments about my horrible voice, and fat body. Maybe they were right. Maybe the boys don't need me. Maybe I am a waste of space. I got up from my bunk and locked myself in the bathroom so the boys wouldn't see me cry. I'm supposed to be 'Daddy Direction,' I'm not supposed to let things like this get to me. 

***tiny time skip***

Louis' POV- 

The concert was GREAT! We all did amazing! Liam messed up his solo, and forgot some lyrics, but it happens to the best of us! Me, Harry, Zayn, and Niall were watching TV on the couch of the tour bus when I noticed that Liam wasn't there. Usually after concerts he changes clothes and reads in the 'kitchen', while the rest of us watch a movie. "Lads? Do you know where Liam is?" I asked. "I don't know. He felt a little bad about himself because his voice cracked. Maybe he's in his bunk," Zayn replied. I got up from my seat and made my way towards the bunks. I heard crying coming from the bathroom. "Li," I whispered and knocked lightly. "Liam," I said again, this time a little louder. 

Liam's POV- 

"Li," I heard someone whisper from the other side of the door. Shit. I looked down at the time and realized I've been in here longer than I thought. "Liam," the same someone said again, the voice loud enough to recognize. Louis. I quickly wiped my tears and splashed my face with cold water, and opened the door to see Louis looking concernedly at me. "You ok Li? you didn't join us in the 'living room'," he asked still concerned. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired," I half lied. I am really tired. He furrowed his eyebrows, but dropped it, and I'm thankful for that. "Alright lad. Just got worried." he explained. "Sorry," I whispered quietly so maybe he wouldn't hear me,  but I guess he did because he gave me another worried look. "I'm just gonna go to bed." I said and yawned. "G'night Li," he said. "'Night Lou," I replied with a fake smile. 

Niall's POV- 

I woke up to the smell of delicious pancakes. Harry must've cooked breakfast. I made my way to the 'kitchen', and saw Harry, Louis, and Zayn already eating. I grabbed a plate, put some food on it, and sat next to Zayn. After a few moments of comfortable silence, I spoke, "Where's Liam?" Harry answered, " He's still asleep." It shocked me a little bit, because Liam is always the first awake, and usually has to wake the rest of us. "Is he ok?" I asked. The others shrugged and continued eating. I decided to go check on him. I walked over to his bunk, and pulled back the curtain. I saw Liam awake, staring at the ceiling over his bunk. "Li?" I asked quietly. He didn't respond. I lightly knocked on the wall, and he still didn't respond. I reached over and tapped his shoulder, which finally got his attention. "Oh hey, good morning Nialler." He said quietly. "Mornin' Liam, everything ok? Even Zayn's awake before you," I said with a small chuckle. He gave me a small smile. "Just wanted to take advantage of our off day," he replied. "Oh yea, I forgot about that! Well, come on, Haz made pancakes." I stated.