What happens on the tour bus. Stays on the tour bus (Ziall, Larry and Lilou)

(Nialls pov)

You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you
And y
ou'll never treat yourself right, darling, but I want you to.
If I let you know I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh.

And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth
'Cause it's you,
Oh, it's you,
It's you they add up to
And I'm in love with you
And all these little things

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all your little things

The crowd roars with high pitched screams and whistles. I smile and take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I might be a member of the best boy band in the world, but I still get some serious stage fright. I look out as far into the audience as I can (which isn't very far because of the blinding stage lights) and stare at all of the people screaming amazing things like "WE LOVE YOU NIALL" and "YOU'RE SO PERFECT." One Direction has the best fans in the world, I think to myself.

"Thank you everyone! We love you so much! Goodnight LA!" Harry speaks breathlessly into his microphone.

The crowd roars loader. We all wave and blow kisses to the audience as we walk off stage. Once we're out of the bright, hot lights, I take out my ear piece and hand it to one of the stage managers; thanking him as he hands me a water in return. I open it up and chug it down like I haven't had water in a million years.

"Niall! Great show, mate!" Louis says to me as he gives me a one armed hug. I hug back.

"You too, Lou." I say smiling at him and laughing out of pure joy.

I don't know why but every time I walk off stage I am automatically in the best mood. Louis walks away from me, patting me on the back and jogs up to Eleanor, picking her up and spinning her in a circle while she giggles. I wish I could do that to someone. I wish I had someone who would hug me and kiss me and be mine. All of the boys but Harry and I have girlfriends. Liam has Sophia, even though they rarely see eachother because of our tour, Louis has Eleanor and Zayn has Perrie. Harry could get any girl he wants, any girl would kill for them to be his. He brings home girls he meets all the time, so he's not all that lonely. Then there's just me. Little Niall. Little, single Niall.

We begin our walk out of the arena and immediately after exiting the back door we are mobbed by screaming girls and men with huge cameras with blinding flashes.I am being thrown and shaken like a rag doll on my way to the tour bus. Alberto has his arm behind me, guiding me thought the crowd. I can't breath. I look at the other boys to see how they're doing, they are all smiling and waving at the crowd, Zayn senses that I'm uncomfortable and walks over to come help me.

"Are you okay?" He looks at me with a concerned smirk. I unsurely nod, close my eyes, and take a few deep breaths as I continue my way to the tour bus. Zayn has his hand on my shoulder, rubbing my back trying to comfort me.

"It's going to be fine." He mouths at me. I know that I will be fine, we're almost to the tour bus, it's all just very overwhelming.

We finally reach the bus and Zayn pushes me through the door, getting me on as soon as possible. I walk down the aisle and sit on the couch. I pull my knees to my chest and put my head between my legs. I have a pounding head ache and I feel as if I'm about to vomit. Suddenly, I sink down into the seat. I look up and see Zayn sitting next to me. I turn my head and lay my cheek on my knees, looking at him. He looks sort of upset. He takes his hand out of his pocket and puts his arm around me, pulling me close to his body. His other arm is now wrapped around me and his hand is playing with my hair. At first I was kind of surprised. Zayn doesn't really present himself as a nurturing person, but to my surprise I feel content and safe. Wrapped in his arms seems like the most comfortable place in the world right now. His hands are warm and I love the way it feels when he glides it through my hair... DAMMIT NIALL! What the hell am I thinking? I'm not gay and even if I was I would never want Zayn, plus he has a fiancé. As Zayn is comforting me the other boys get on the bus and immediately start yelling.

"Wow I think that was our best show yet guys!" Harry says as he starts walking down the isle of the bus. "Plus these LA fans are crazy. First the incident at our hotel and now a mob of people after we leave the stadium.
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We arrived in LA a little under 24 hours ago and somehow we made it to our huge hotel room without any trouble but as we stepped outside of the room, about a hundred fans tried to plow their way in. We needed all five of us, Perrie and Eleanor to force the door shut. Although it was quite flattering to have girls throwing themselves into the door frame just to see us, it was quite terrifying. One of them had actually gotten a hold of Harry's shirt and ripped the whole left sleeve off.

"Aw hell, this is my favorite shirt." He said smiling, trying to lighten the mood. We all laughed and went back into the living room and turned on the telly. It was a pretty crazy expierence.
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"Hey boys. How was the concert?" A voice says walking out from the kitchen. I turn to see who it is. It's Perrie. Of course. She smiles and winks at Zayn sexually, biting her lower lip. Yuck.

"It was actually wonderful." Harry said with a big smile.

"Well that's great, I just hope Zayn isn't too tired." She then proceeded to wink and grab Zayn's hand.

I looked at Harry with disgust and we both just groaned. After a while, Harry and I were the only ones left sitting in the living room. Zayn and Perrie had gone to there bunk, Louis and Eleanor were in there bunk and Liam had gone to his own bunk, alone. We were silently watching Love Actually when Harry turned to me suddenly.

"You need a girl, mate."

"I know" I say quietly, trying to push the idea out of my head that I might like boys.

"You know Hannah? That girl I fucked back in Vegas?"

"Sure, what about her?" I say cautiously.

" We have a concert there tomorrow, you should invite her to our hotel room afterwards and you guys could... Get to know eachother." He says slowly and winks at me. I give him a weird look but force myself to laugh.

"She has a pretty nice pussy for a huge slut if I do say so." He says smiling. I open my mouth meaning to say something, but I have no words for what he just said. Suddenly, we hear the loudest most sexual scream coming from Zayn's bunk. Harry and I just stare at eachother in utter discust.

"Bloody hell Zayn keep her quiet will you?!" Liam yells to them.
Harry and I burst into laughter. We continue to hear small moans through out the night but no one really acknowledges it. The movie finally ends and Harry gets up to leave, before I could think I reached out and grabbed his hand. He gave me a look that basically said "Can I help you?"

"Will you please sleep out here with me? I don't really want to go to my bunk because if Zayn and Perrie aren't having sex then it's Louis and Eleanor."

He slightly nodded his head and layed down on the couch with me. We spooned and held each other, not in a sexual way, it was more in a brotherly way which showed each other that although we were single and alone we still had each other. We slowly drifted off to sleep.