Little Things Become Big Things (One Direction Fanfiction) [l.s &n.h]

Chapter 5- A Phobia of Thunder

Chapter 5- A Phobia of Thunder 

A/N- Hello lovelies, I know this chapter took longer than normal to get up, but it is longer than usual, this was ten pages on word. Please enjoy!

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They had almost finished their set list when it started raining, storming- thundering; big, fat splatters on the roof. The power had kept cutting in and out during their performance of A.M. and continued to do so until they finished singing Home and made their way off the stage. They had then continued to let people usher them from place to place, as they posted 'after show' selfies on Instagram and Twitter. They were all sitting backstage where it was eerily quiet, except for the voices of the stage crew, security, and the rest of their tour group buzzing around. When Louis had looked out the window the rain had drowned out the screams of the few remaining fans, the rest of whom had been chased off by the weather.

They were ushered outside into separate vans. The street was littered with signs left from fans abandoning them for warmth and shelter. The colours, work and effort draining from the pages of cardboard and down the drain. They made their way back to their hotel with minimal traffic due to the storming weather and trying to avoid getting completely soaked as best they could when getting out of the vans and running into the hotel. Louis and Liam were practically drenched from grabbing each other to stop the other from getting under the shelter and away from the rain that then progressed to them wrestling on the floor, splashing through puddles. That was, of course, until they'd been told to stop, to get up, but since it was the same stuff they'd been told for almost the past six years, there was little chance they'd listen to it. Although Louis did eventually when there was a loud thunder crack and he froze up, and Liam helped him to his feet.

Louis had a thing about thunder, not a fear or a phobia, but a deep, deep concern that gave him a fright. They'd all assumed that it would pass with time, but it hadn't. If the rest of them were being honest they were glad that he hadn't freaked mid- concert. Fortunately, the thunder hadn't started until after that and up until now, he'd been distracted.

"Let's go, Lou," Harry said taking his hand, and wrapping an arm around Louis' shoulders and leading him into the hotel with Niall and Liam trailing behind him.

Liam shook his hair out, successfully flicking Niall in the process.

"Okay, honestly, Li, if you can do that," he said referring to his hair flicking, water splashing ability, "you are becoming the new Harry, which means you need a haircut."

"Sure, I'll make sure Lou gives me a haircut, only if you get her to cut yours as well."

"It's not that long," Niall protested, "I like it this length, the fans like it this length."

"That's the longest that you've let your hair grow since we were in X-Factor," Liam pointed out.

"I'm surprised they've let me keep it this long," Niall said, "thought they'd be afraid that it'd ruin our 'image'."

"Some days, I understand why Zayn left," Liam commented quietly.

Niall turned to him, "You wouldn't consider-" he dropped off, deciding mid- question that he didn't necessarily want to know the answer.

"No, no," he reassured quickly, "no, I would never be able to go ahead with it. There isn't anything else that I'd want to do but this, and I couldn't do this on my own."

"Same," Niall agreed, "that was my plan when I auditioned as a solo act, plus I didn't have a band or anything to go as a group, but I'm glad they put us together."