Holding Onto Sanity (1D)

Running out of lies

Liam's POV

"So I'm sure you boys get this question a lot, but are you truly best mates? Or is it just a show?" The female interviewer asked.

"Is the sky blue?" Louis chuckled.

"The answer's yes. We are." I butted in. I noticed Niall sitting the furthest away from the interviewer. He seemed drawn off.

"Well I probably didn't even need to ask then!" She giggled nervously.

"You a bit nervous, love?" Harry scooted a bit closer to the young lady. She was probably 24.

"No, no. I'm fine!" She protested. "So, how are your love lives?" She leaned in.

"I've got a girlfriend." Zayn raised his hand.

"So have I." Louis' hand shot up to accompany Malik's.

"I'm single." Harry knudged her and winked. She blushed an imense amount. What a cheeky little chappy.

"I'm with Harry on this." I agreed. After we sat there in silence. We all looked at each other and then at our quiet friend.

"Niall?" She asked. No response.

"Niall." Zayn knudged him.

"What? What?" He seemed to snap out of whatever transe he was in.

"Are you okay, mate?" I asked suspiciously.

"Yeah, of course." He shook his head. The interview went on. Harry and I knew something was wrong. But I mainly noticed. Because Harry quite fancied the interviewer. Dumb arse.

Niall didn't speak for most of the interview. Which was strange for him. It's the depression that's getting to him... I can tell. He's usually pretty decent at hiding it. But not this time.

"So Niall, i'm going back to my previous question." The interviewer stated.

He stared at his feet.

"Hey love, maybe we should hold off on the questions to Niall, yeah?" I knew she wasn't going to get anywhere with him.

"This is my job, Liam!" She chuckled.

"But I really-"

"Niall, you and Demi Lovato... Spill it. You said you're single, but why have people been saying there's something between you two?"

Niall's POV

I didn't feel like talking. Especially about Demi. I couldn't get me mind off of one person. And i'm sure you can guess who that is. I don't know what it is. It's almost haunting.

Niall. Niall. They kept repeating. Wearing out me name like some kind of old shoe. I just wanted to be alone. Or with her. I wanted to comfort her.

"There's really nothing to say about her." I said under me breath. Frustrated. Not looking up.

"But people have said-"

"Well people are wrong." I growled. "People are selfish, and awful." I felt meself brew. Thinking about Victoria made me mad. And I wanted to find her. But I couldn't. I couldn't.

"This interview is over." One of guards stepped in. He grabbed me by the arm and took me to our car and the others followed.

I sat in the back. Crossing my arms. Pouting like a child. Waiting for them to yell at me. And interrogate me on my outburst.

"Niall."

Liam's POV

I stepped into our black SUV. My blonde band mate sitting in the back.