Niam.... only a dream?

Leprechaun Set Up

Niall's POV

I walked into my mum's house and slammed the door behind me. I quickly ran upstairs; ignoring the questions they were asking me. I shut my door and locked it so no one would come inside. I needed time alone.

I sat on my bed and held my head in my hands, tugging at my hair. I was so... angry. Angry at Tay but mostly myself. How could I forget my ex girlfriend let alone my best friend? I know she said she didn't want to speak to me ever again but I should have still remembered her... Am I that ignorant?

"NIALL JAMES HORAN OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!"

I groaned and ignored my mother pounding on the door. I'm sure the lads are either in the living room or standing in the hall behind my mum.

I stood from the bed and walked to the dresser where my suitcase was laying beside it. I zipped it up and pulled it over to the bedroom door. I grabbed my extra hoodie and some sunglasses then opened the door coming face to face with my pissed off mother.

"Hey Mum..." I trail off as I attempt to avoid her gaze.

"Don't 'Hey Mum' me! You may be a famous singer Niall Horan but when you are under my roof you will obey me. Do you understand young man?" her voice was full of anger.

I sighed quietly and met her gaze, "Yes ma'am."

She nodded and looked down at my bag, "And where do you think you're going?"

"I'm going to stay in a hotel tonight. I need some time to think about a few things," I shrugged and made my way downstairs, past my mother.

I grabbed my keys and wallet from the little table inside the front door. I went to open the door to leave when a hand held the door closed and a strong force pushed me against the cool door.

I groaned and pushed against whatever, or whoever, was pushing me against the door.

"Don't leave me my leprechaun buddy," The voice whined behind me still trying to push me against the door.

"Louis, let me go."

"No!" Louis whined and tightened his hold on me making it difficult to breathe.

I tried moving from his hold, "Lou. Can't. Breathe."

"Come on Louis let Niall go," a familiar British voice said.

Louis's hold loosened and eventually dropped from around me. I closed my eyes for a second then turned around to face my band mates.

Louis was now in Harry's arms, he looked like a little kid losing his favorite toy. Zayn was looking at me with concern and worry. Harry was calming Louis down although I think Louis is just over reacting like normal. My gaze turned to Liam. He had a small smile on his face which threw me completely off.

"Why are you smiling?"

He shrugged and stepped toward me, "I'm coming with you to the hotel."

I shook my head and looked at Liam, "You don't need to come. Stay here and hang out with the boys."

"Hey we don't need a babysitter, little leprechaun."

My head moved to Louis and I stuck my tongue out at him. I heard a chuckle come from my left and looked at Zayn who had been quiet most of the trip. I tilted my head and stepped toward him.

"Hey how're you doing? You've been pretty quiet lately," I looked back at the other boys and motioned with my head for them to leave the room. Liam seemed to understand and moved Harry and Louis from the hallway; Mum followed them with some cookies.