Loud Laughs and Silent Tears

A day to remember

Louis's P.O.V.

"Fancy a The Killers concert?" As soon as the sentence lift my lips, Noah's eyes widened. "WHAT?! YES! YES, OF COURSE!" Her arms wrapped around my neck, she mumbled bedankingen in my ear. I took the opportunity to answer her hug, her petite body completely disappearing in my embrace. "So you'd like to go?" I asked, unwrapping myself from the hug. "Of course, I love concerts. How'd you know I like the Killers?" Her eyes, who were now bright blue, twinkled and were wide open. "I noticed you playing their music." I answered with a shrug. "I love you so much, Lou." She whispered, as she pecked me on the cheek. "Love you too, dear." I said truthful. "When is it?" Noah asked, now gazing at the tickets. "Tomorrow." "Tomorrow?" "Yeah, is that bad?" A wave of disappointment overwhelmed me, but she cupped my face in her hands. "That's perfect." I gulped when our gaze met, her eyes were so captivating. "Do the lads know?" I shook my head as a response and she clapped in her hands like an adorable five year old. "Let's go tell them." She cheered, giggling when I threw her over my shoulder. Her long blond locks almost touched the cold wooden steps when I carried her downstairs. "What's up?" Zayn raised his eyebrow at our weird appearance. "Louis and I are going to see The Killers!" She squealed, still hanging upside down. "Lou, put her down before she faints." Harry rushed over to the girl, who was still in total fangirl mode. "Wait a second, when did I agree with this?" Liam asked, as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Please, Lili." Noah begged, now in the curly boy's arms. "No way." He answered and I felt the anger boiling up inside me at the sight of Noah's faded smile. "I'm still the oldest, don't forget that." I reminded him, towering above him. "He's right. As long as Niall agrees with it they can go." Zayn decided and the girl's gorgeous smile reappeared. "Thanks Zaynie, you do agree, right?" She then asked Niall, who pretended to hesitate. "Only if you kiss me on the cheek." He said, leaning forward. "Of course." Her lips touched his cheek for at least ten adorable seconds. "You have my permission." The Irish boy beamed, walking straight to the kitchen. "You should go to bed now though." Harry said, his hands resting on his hips. "Haz, it's nine o'clock." I facepalmed, earning some chuckles from the boys and a pout from Harry. "I was trying to be mature." He explained, as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Too bad you failed." Zayn howled in laughter, patting his shoulder. "Wonna watch a movie?" I suggested when everyone finished laughing, except for Niall who was still gasping for air. "Sure, who can pick?" Noah asked, already grabbing some blankets. "I want to pick." Zayn exclaimed, jumping up and down. "Fine." We all gave in and he got up to pick a DVD. "Tonight we're gonna watch *dramatic pause* The Perks Of Being A Wallflower." Noah squealed when he announced the movie he picked. "Woah, Stephen King fan?" I asked her and she nodded heavily. "I honestly think she's more of Logan Lerman fan." Harry ruffled her, as she blushed crimson. "Hey, he's my favourite actor. Plus, you guys get to see Emma Watson." She defended herself, installing herself in between Zayn and Niall. "So you admit you think he's hot." I teased her, receiving a shrug in response. "Yeah, he's the 6th hottest boy on earth." We gave her a weird look. "Who're hotter than him?" Liam asked the question that had been on everyone's mind. "You guys, duhhh." She answered, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Aww, how sweet." I smiled at her small fangirl moment. "Now shush, he's gonna start talking." Noah held her pointer finger in the air, indicating we should shut up now, while turning her full attention at the screen. Damn, I'll never understand girls.

About an hour later, we came to the scene where Charlie is trying to kill himself. I glanced at Zayn and Noah, who were holding on to each other for dear life. "I think I'm gonna cry." He whispered in her ear and she nodded. "So am I." She answered him, quickly wiping away the tears that rushed to her waterline. The others were just staring at the screen, not showing the slightest emotion. Except for Niall, who was gazing at Noah lovingly, while shoving his mouth full of popcorn. That boy's unbelievable.

"Time to go to bed now." Harry told Noah when the film ended, she groaned in response. "It's half past ten." She whined, pointing at the clock. "Which is your bedtime." He kept on like the mature he pretended to be. "Is not." She protested, not giving in either. "No more protests, that's Jimmy's job. Now go upstairs." He ordered and she sighed deep, dragging herself upstairs. "Wait." Liam interrupted. "Call me when you're done changing, I wonna tuck you in." He smiled, receiving a nod in response. If there was one thing Noah hated, it was going to bed early. "Aww, how sweet." Zayn cooed, pinching the boy's cheeks. "Says the boy who almost cried over a movie that wasn't even a disney movie." He spat back. "SCORE." I exclaimed, immediately getting shushed by Harry. "You know Noah's supposed to sleep, right?" He reminded me and my mouth formed an 'O' shape. "Sorry." I then whispered in response. "You're an idiot, ya know that?" Niall said in his thick accent. "Yeah, I know that." I answered in a horrible attempt to imitate it."Stop it, that hurts my ears." He joked, covering his eyes with some pillows. "Take that back." Before he could stir, I was on top of him. He broke into fits of laughter when I started tickling him. "MY EYES." The only girly voice suddenly rang through the room. We chuckled at her obviously exaggerated comment. "What's wrong, love? Jealous 'cause I'm making out with your Irish boy?" I joked, pretending to snog him. "Keep away from him, he's pure." She quoted Simon Cowell, causing all of us to crack up. "Do you seriously know every quote?" Harry asked her. "Let's just say that I know more fangirl stuff than stuff I learned in school." She replied with a shrug. "I want a quote too." Zayn squealed, as he began jumping on the couch. "In one of the tour video diaries, Louis said, yo I'm Zayn, I'm a big badboy. Then you said: But I don't even say that anymore." She tried to imitate his accent, but failed horribly. "You see? Noah can't do accents either." I exclaimed and she pretended to be hurt. "That's not fair, this isn't my first language." She protested, kind of having a point. "Try a Dutch one then." Niall challenged her. "It's on." She then started saying the same accent in different accents. One time, it seemed as if she had a French accent, then she started talking really deep. We all bursted out in laughing. "Don't laugh! That's how people from my region normally sound, but my accent isn't that heavy." She crossed her arms over her chest when we laughed even harder. "Enough fun, love. Time to go to bed." Harry reminded her and she pouted. "It's not fair. You know I can't sleep when I go to bed too early." She protested, her eyes pointed at the ground. "It's not too early. Now go." He ordered and Liam stood up, scooping her up in his arms. "Night, love." We all wished her a goodnight. "Night, Louis, Zayn and Niall." She blew us a kiss, pretending to forget Harry, who scowled. "That's what happens when you want to be the mature one." Zayn patted his back when Noah and Liam disappeared upstairs. "Never doing that again, that's for sure."