Into the Nothing「Nouis/Ziall」

Chapter 8

Sorry for the late update and the terrible twitter names (I don’t go on it...) Thanks for 100+ votes!

~Q

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“Everyone, everyone!” Louis shouted. “Come downstairs, now!”

From the way he was talking, it sounded as though something really interesting was downstairs. But that was just Louis being dramatic (unless you counted Harry sitting on the couch interesting).

Liam was first to arrive, followed by a strangely still Niall and a flustered Zayn.

“Louis, can you make this quick? Danielle should be here any minute.” Liam said.

“Yeah yeah yeah. So. I’ve called you all here because Harry is sad and we should do something to cheer him up.”

“I’m sad too.” a quiet voice muttered. The boys turned to look at Niall.

“Did you say something?” Zayn asked.

“What, oh no.” Niall quickly replied. Again, the boys easily brushed it off as nothing, apart from Zayn, who thought the Irish boy was becoming stranger and stranger.

“Okay. So! Any ideas?” Louis was always so enthusiastic about everything.

“I’ll do anything, just make it quick.” Liam said.

“Hmm…I know! Let’s make a video diary!”

“That’s going to take forever though! Remember, I have to meet Danielle?”

Louis decided not to listen.

“Okay, all get on the couch!”

He jumped right next to Harry, who still seemed in a huff. As much as the other boys didn’t want to, they had to. Just because it was Louis.

“Zayn!” He said, clicking his fingers in a sassy way. “Camera out.”

Zayn rolled his eyes, but showed no sign of refusing.

Niall decided to take a seat next to Louis, who quickly rolled over Harry in a comical way so he was sitting right at the end. The corners of Harry’s lips went up slightly, although he hid it by making his curls fall over his face. Niall didn’t understand Louis’ actions. Was he trying not to sit next to him?

Soon Zayn returned with a tripod in one hand and the video recorder in another. Of course, Liam went over to help him set up, his daddy instincts fearing he could somehow break it.

They both took their seat on the couch so that Louis was at one end with Liam at the other, Harry next to Louis, Niall in the middle and Zayn next to him.

Liam began when the light turned green, indicating it was recording.

“Hi, we’re One Direction!” he said enthusiastically. “Sorry it’s been a while since our last video diary, but we’re back!”

As Liam was introducing, Zayn had taken out his phone and was flicking through the various questions fans had tweeted to their main page.

“Our first question is from janicexo,” he said to the camera. “She wants to know what our pet hates are.”

“My pet hate is people that eat loudly.” Louis answered first.

“Same here.” was Zayn’s answer.

Liam said his was showoff’s, and Harry said his was biting bottle caps off lids.

When it was Niall’s turn, he was cut off by Louis before he could answer, typical of the previous video diaries.

They continued to talk a bit about how they were doing, answered a few more questions, with Louis occasionally whispering something inaudible to Harry, until it was time for the last question.

“Our last question comes from meganhearts1D. Her question is: if you were stuck on a desert island, what would you do?”

“I’d find water, obviously!” The boys laughed at Liam’s logical answer.

“I would...hide all the food from Niall, in case he ate all of it.” Louis said, and for the first time in the whole day, he properly looked at Niall in the eyes, before laughing. The other boys joined in apart from Zayn, who could see the hurt in the Irishman’s eyes.

“That’s all we’ve got time for, I’m afraid!” Zayn quickly said to the camera, before returning a concerning look at Niall, who quickly noticed Zayn was the only one who realised how awkward he was feeling. Louis, however, didn’t give any thought before he started whispering to Harry again.

Seeing as they were all in their own worlds, Liam got up and stopped the recording.

Louis immediately jumped up to get the camera, just as there was a knock on the door.

He didn’t really hear any of Liam’s conversation with whoever it was. He was more desperate to get the video uploaded as fast as possible. He didn’t even notice Eleanor and Danielle walking into the living room, repeating to Niall the story of how they got trapped in the lift, and was really lucky that an old lady waiting for it decided to complain to the person behind the desk because it had stayed on one floor for so long.

“What are you uploading?” Eleanor asked Louis, looking over his shoulder.

“Just a video diary.” He replied.

Eleanor’s face fell.

"But Louis, didn’t Simon specifically say not to post anything longer than a tweet without the approval of him and Modest management?”

“Management my ass.” He simply retorted.

Eleanor sighed. Well, they couldn’t blame her for this.

“Why are you here anyway?”

To most people, it would’ve sounded rude, but Eleanor was used to his way of talking, and found it quite a normal question really.

“Simon,” she said. “Thinks we ought to get to know the ‘romantic’ sides of each other so our dates are more convincing.”

Louis snorted.

“Right, like hiring the worlds’ best paparazzis aren’t enough?”

“Whatever. I get to spend a whole day – “ she jumped next to Louis “ – on this fluffy couch, calling room service and wasting Simon’s money.”

Louis laughed wholeheartedly this time, but seeing a slightly cheered up Harry leave the room, once again, in a huff, he had to run out.

Niall, watching the whole scene play, decided to return his room. He couldn’t bare it anymore. Louis was acting normally with everybody but him, and he couldn’t remember doing anything wrong. He didn’t know Zayn was silently going to follow, and see everything he was about to do...