Fight To Finish (Larry) ☑️

FOUR

Dedicated to @crazy_for_chicken...

25/MAR/2015

#StillInOurHeartsZayn

Everyone knew the real meaning behind it. It was becoming harder and harder to hide the truth from Harry each and everyday. Everyone was saying how much it pained them that Zayn actually left the band. You want proof?

#1:

Well for starters, the trending topic says quite a lot.

#2:

Modest! changed their biography and removed Zayn's name and face. Like, hello! No chills!

#3:

@ZaynMalik1D: Im 22 years old. I love a girl named Perrie. There are a lot of jealous fucks in this world. Im sorry for what it looks like x

His last tweet. It was really a sad case scenerio.

All of this was causing such an uprising. CNN and E! kept updating on apparently hundreds of teenagers had commited suicide and the numbers kept rising the more reality dawned on everyone.

Liam muted the tv and sighed. Him, Louis and Niall were putting up a brave front, but they were dying on the inside. Many fans saw right through their wall and many times they each just wanted to have a proper break down until they felt just a little bit better.

In a few weeks they would be on break to start writing their fifth album and it just wouldn't feel the same. There would always be that empty feeling, no matter what they did to try and forget.

Tonight, they were playing Indonesia. The last concert in Asia before they go to South Africa then they had the two month break.

Liam stood up and went to his closet and pulled on grey sweats and a white vest. He went to the bathroom and brushed his teeth.

Yeah, it was 4am but he just couldn't sleep. With all the Zayn-drama, he needed to atleast make sure Harry didn't find out. And if he did, he needed all the reassurance and support he could get. That meant Liam going into 'super-daddy mode', as Niall had called it.

He flopped onto the bed besides a sleeping Niall and took out his phone. Scrolling through twitter, skipping the trending tweets, but finding nothing interesting.

@Real_Liam_Payne: Sleep!

Atleast that would relieve some tension from everyone. After 10 minutes, he fell asleep with Niall cuddled in his arms.

Louis woke up to the obnoxious ringing of his phone. He groaned, rubbed his eyes and grabbed the phone. He was tempted to just throw it at the wall but answered it and put it to his ears.

"Mmm...?"

He hummed grogily, rubbing his eyes.

"Lou?"
"Mmm...?"
"Thank God. Sweetheart! I've been calling for days! I miss you so much."

At that, Louis' eyes snapped open and he sat up. He crawled out of the warm bed and carefully tiptoed to the bathroom and closed the door. He put it on loudspeaker and placed it on the counter.

"What do you want Eleanor?"
"Duuh! I want you!"

Louis sighed and placed his hands on the counter, leaning on it, and looked at his reflection in the mirror.

"Well I don't. So I'm gonna ask again; what do you want?"
"What do you mean you don't? Lou, we were perfect!"

Louis snorted and smiled, shaking his head and looking back down.