Like I would |z.h|

Chapter 5

Niall's POV 

"I called you all here today," Liam stood up from his seat, glancing at each one of us with a soft smile on his face, making me curious as to what he was about to say while the other two guys just remained stoic. "Is because we don't hang out anymore. Look at us, we're best mates and now it's all drifting apart. We're all in London right now but exactly how many times did we even call each other up?" 

"Actually Niall and I talk everyday," Harry's husky voice got out, earning a glare from Liam and a soft chuckle from me. It was true though. If there was anyone in the band whom I loved talking to, it was definitely Harry. My mum was pretty sure I was going to end up with Harry, she even mentioned this the first day I came out to her. My dad on the other hand, just wanted me to find somebody to get married to. It didn't matter who they were, or what they did as long as I was happy. 

Liam cleared his throat, making me glance up at him once more. "As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted," he passed a glare to Harry who just frowned and went back to staring at his phone, "I think we should all just spend lots of time together so that the band could bond again. I know Zayn leaving was a tough time for us and all that, but now we have to move on." 

"Move on from our years old mate leaving us alone and lonely simply because he wanted to be a selfish twat and sell his fucking album while completely ignoring the fact that we were all going through the same thing? Yeah no thanks," Louis scoffed as I glared at him. It had hurt him the hardest when he left and that was understandable. Zayn and Louis were the closest but they were also the ones who fought a lot. Mostly because Zayn wanted me to break it off with Louis and when I didn't do that, he'd take off his anger on Louis and that was just not something the Doncaster lad would tolerate. 

"Louis, he called you fifty times to apologize and every time you were the one who chose to ignore him. So why are you blaming all the shit on him when he's even apologizing for his mistakes," Liam rubbed his forehead with his hands, obviously annoyed that he had been cut off for the second time in a single night. 

"Oh I don't want any fucking apologizes. He wasn't there for me when I fucking needed him the most. Niall was pregnant and I didn't have my best mate to share that joy with or to get high with. I waited for the idiot to come around before he went off with that chicken nugget and became a complete idiot. He made a fool out of himself and all of us and you expect me to forgive him simply because he's blowing my phone up? No thank you," I glared at my husband, my heart sinking because I knew how right he was. Zayn actually didn't come around but that wasn't because he didn't love Louis, it was because he loved me. I frowned at myself, suddenly feeling guilty and missing Zayn. I wanted to defend him, to shout at Louis for being so hurt over things that happened a year back but I knew I couldn't do that, not when I was partly responsible for all the shit that happened behind the doors. 

I frowned when Louis got up from his chair, mumbling profanities under his breath as he picked up the car keys from the table. 

"Tomlinson shit your fucking ass down," I hissed lowly, gripping his wrist as I pushed him on the seat causing the two other men to raise amused eyebrows at my sudden outburst and Louis to scoff. 

"Liam you can continue with whatever shit you was talking about. Tomlinson here will just have to keep his big mouth shut," I glared at my husband before passing a sweet smile to my band mate who just shook his head at my mood swings. 

"So like I was saying, I think we should spend more time together. Which is why I called you here for lunch because honestly nothing is the same anymore. Harry hardly talks to anybody, other than Niall. Louis and you have fucking strange relationship and I would suggest couple counseling but I don't want that poor lady to die and I am so tired of trying to keep this band together," The older man frowned a little as if his own words were seeping in. I sort of do agree with Liam. Because of the fans always stressing about Larry, Louis and Harry had to be separated by the management and even then they did continue their friendship behind the doors simply because Louis didn't care what the management said and Harry knew that the one Louis was fucking was me and not him. Obviously.