Ricochet {Liam P.}

Chapter 1.

Liam

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Simon asked through the speaker on Lou's phone. We all listened intently, huddled in a small circle backstage of an interview in America. Everyone's face was serious, thinking over the big confession we were about to expose. Harry was the first to speak up.

"Yeah, it's time this is over with." Harry sighed as he spoke what was on all of our minds. We all nodded waiting for Simon's answer.

"Okay lads. Let's hope this goes well." He said before hanging up. Lou put his phone into his pocket, anxiousness obvious in his blue irises. I pat him on the back, giving him a small smile as he nodded his head back.

"We're on in 10!" A man said, and we went to our places on the set. "5, 4, 3, 2, 1..." A lady in a small red dress with her face masked in makeup smiled at the camera.

"Hello and welcome to The Morning Show, and I'm your host, Maria Fatora! Today with us are the popstar boyband members of One Direction! Boys, come on out!"

We all stepped out from stage, smiling and waving at the cameras as we took our seats on the couch.

"Hello boys! How are you all doing this fine morning?"

"Very well thank you." I answered, smiling a bit more, earning a giggle from the host.

"Great!" She answered, "Now, we hear that there's some big news you have for us! Who would like to share?"

Harry nodded his head, signaling he would like to start it off.

"We would all like to stop the Larry Stylinson rumors now, by telling the truth." Harry explained, his usually bright green eyes now a dark scared jade. He looked over to Lou for comfort, and we all looked gave him a look reading 'it's time we let it out' .

"The Larry rumors are... R-Real. Me and Harry are together." Lou choked out, taking Harry's hand in his.

It seemed like the world stopped, and the only thing we saw were everyone's reactions. The look on the woman's face was priceless, a look of shame, surprise and hope all in one.

It wasn't long before the interview was interrupted by paparazzi's shouting outside the closed windows. Maria, the host, got so frustrated she called off the rest of the show, us boys only on for less than 10 mins.

"What the hell Maria!" A man yelled, stomping onto the set. "You're just a hosts you don't call the shots here!"

The lady's face contorted from uncomfortable to angry in seconds.

"Oh yeah? You try acting nice and like able while the press is banging and screaming questions through the windows! And you know what else Dickens? I quit." Maria spat, removing her mic from her dress and storming off. Us boys just scattered off, frustrated, and even if all of us refused to admit, scared.

"I don't wanna go out there Haz." Lou mumbled, his blue eyes fiery. "I hate the press."

Harry intertwined their hands again.

"It'll be okay.." He said, even if he didn't seem so sure himself.

Zayn hadn't said anything at all, and just stood there between the mess, his face emotionless.

Niall walked up to him, putting a hand on his back.

"I knew we shouldn't have done it." Zayn almost whispered, making it hard for me to hear. "Lou and Harry's relationship is their problem, not the public's."

"Sure bud, but it was already suspected by our fans. It was going to come out sooner or later.." Niall replied. Zayn just shrugged, turning away from him.

I stood around awkwardly before I decided to join in on Ni and Zayn's conversation.

"Ni's right, ya know?" I added, walking closer. Zayn gave me a glare.

"What the hell do you know about this huh?" He scoffed. "You too smart for the rest of us?!" I felt a burning in the pit of my stomach, but I immediately pushed the feeling away.

"Whatever man." I said, backing off and away from these boys.

They really pissed me off.

I mean, they're all like brothers to me, but they always treat me like a misfit. Like I don't belong with them. And I've never been the type to stand out either...

So lately I get angry. I feel this burning inside me that wants to push out, and now I let it go. Finally let the fire breathe.

Never said it was right, but enough is enough.

I've held in this side of me for too long.

Few days / weeks pass...

"I hate the press!" Lou complained from inside the hotel room. I could hear their conversations through the thin walls.

"Would you shut up Lou! You put yourself in this damn mess." Zayn groaned. I could hear someone throw something.

"Hey!"

"Whatever Zayn you're just jealous." Harry spat.

"You all are unbelievable. It doesn't matter if what they did was wrong, they made their choice Zayn." Niall practically screamed.

"Yeah!" Lou and Harry yelled. Niall scoffed.

"Don't even get me started on you two. Now I'm gonna go see what Liam's doing so if you boys could do me a favor and SHUT UP, I won't have to yell again." Niall said, and stomped out of the room, and then soon knocking on mine. I sighed and opened it up.

"Hey Ni." I mumbled, walking back towards my bed and laying on it. He closed the door behind him, walking awkwardly up to me.

"So how you doin?" He asked, sitting at the edge of the bed.

"Just peachy." I replied, looking up at him. His hair was all mussed up and going brown at the roots, his eyes grey and baggy, Niall no longer looking so carefree. I sighed, turning away from his sympathetic face.

"Is it just me or is this 'Larry' crap ruining us?" Niall mumbled, looking down at his feet as I flipped though the hotel movie channels.

"You don't even have to say it, everyone already knows." I said, closing my eyes for a moment, wishing everything would be okay.

But it's never going to be okay.

Okay, well I'm starting fresh considering I really think both of my other stories SUCKED so I'm going to start with this one, and finish it, and see how it goes(: A friend of mine gave me an idea for a really good story, and it's pretty original, so I'm going to start writing it but have it come out this Fall / Winter! Hope you guys like this story, and bye! xx

-Kimi