✯ Zianourry ⏯ OneShots ✯

Too excited about dinner. ⏯ N.H.

It was another late night on the tour bus for One Direction as they made their way to the next city for their concert. The boys were all gathered around the small dining table, enjoying a rare moment of downtime and relishing in each other's company. Laughter filled the air as they shared stories and jokes, the camaraderie between them stronger than ever.

Niall, always the jovial one, was digging into his dinner with gusto, his Irish appetite never failing to impress. But as he took a particularly large bite of his meal, something went wrong. His eyes widened in panic as he realized he couldn't breathe. He began coughing violently, desperately trying to dislodge whatever was blocking his airway.

"Lads, help!" Niall gasped between coughs, his face turning red with exertion.

Instantly, the laughter ceased, replaced by a flurry of concern. Liam sprang into action, pounding Niall's back in an attempt to dislodge whatever was causing the blockage. Harry and Louis hovered nearby, their expressions etched with worry.

Zayn, usually the calmest under pressure, dialed emergency services, relaying the situation with urgency as he instructed the dispatcher on their location.

"Niall, mate, you alright?" Liam asked, his voice filled with genuine concern as he continued to administer back blows.

Niall shook his head weakly, still struggling to breathe. Panic began to rise among the group as precious seconds ticked by.

Finally, with one last powerful blow from Liam, the obstruction came loose, and Niall expelled it with a ragged gasp. Relief washed over the group as Niall took deep, shuddering breaths, his chest heaving with the effort.

"Jesus, Niall, you scared us half to death!" Louis exclaimed, his voice trembling with residual fear.

Niall managed a weak smile, his hand trembling as he reached for his water glass. "Sorry, lads. Guess I got a bit too excited about dinner."

Harry clapped him on the back, a relieved grin spreading across his face. "Just glad you're okay, mate. We wouldn't know what to do without our resident Irishman."

As the adrenaline began to fade, the boys settled back into their seats, the tension of the moment dissipating into a sense of gratitude for each other's safety.

The incident served as a reminder of the fragility of life, but also of the unbreakable bond that held them together, both on and off the stage. And as they continued their journey together, they vowed to cherish every moment, grateful for the gift of each other's company.