The song for this chapter is Stand By Me by Ben E. King(:
*Liam’s POV*
Niall sat beside me in the driver’s seat as we headed back towards the hotel. He and I had been to a small restaurant downtown for lunch. I wasn’t sure what the other lads were doing to spend their free day off, but I’m sure it was something productive.
Niall made a right turn at the next intersection and I was startled as my phone rang.
“Who is it?” Niall asked.
I pulled it out of my pocket and checked the contact. “It’s Zayn. Hang on.” I slid my finger across the screen to answer. “Hello?”
“Hi, Liam,” he rushed. “Are you and Niall back at the hotel from lunch?”
“Um, hang on.” I turned to Niall. “How far away are we?”
“Only like two minutes,” he said. “Why?”
“Only about two minutes,” I told Zayn. “Why?”
“I need you to get the rest of the boys in the tour bus, okay?”
“What? Why?” I asked.
“Just trust me on this. I need to talk to all of you and it can’t be in the hotel.”
I sighed. “Yeah, alright. I’ll get them there. Where are you?”
“I’m coming back from town right now. I went out for a bit to walk around and get some fresh air.”
“Okay, see you soon then.” He hung up and I put my phone back in my pocket.
“What did he want?” Niall asked. The hotel came into view and Niall drove into the back lot.
“I don’t know what he’s doing, but he wants us all to meet up in the bus.”
“That’s weird.”
“I know, right? He’s on his way back now, but I don’t know how long it’ll be until he gets here.”
Niall and I pulled into a parking space and made our way into the tour bus. Thankfully no one was inside, even though they would have no reason to be there. “I’ll call Harry if you call Louis,” I suggested. “Divide and conquer?”
Niall agreed and we both did our part. Harry said he would come down right away, and luckily, Louis was on his way home from a soccer tournament he’d gone to see. Harry came down a couple minutes later and Louis arrived after ten minutes or so. Now we just had to wait for Zayn.
What seemed like a long time passed as we sat, wondering what could possibly be so important that Zayn would drag us all out here.
My phone rang again on the table and we all perked up as I grabbed it. “It’s Zayn,” I informed the group and quickly put it on speaker so we could all listen in on what he had to say. “Hello?” I answered. “Where are you?”
“I’m right outside.”
“Well come in then!”
“Hang on. Just wait,” he stalled. “Is everyone there right now?”
“Yeah.”
“Put me on speaker for a second.”
“Already done.”
“Cool. Hi boys.”
“Hi,” they chorused.
“Okay, so what’s your deal? Why are we here?”

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Triple Dog Dare *A Zayn Malik Love Story*
Romance"Every now and then the stars align. Boy and girl meet by the great design. Could it be that you and me are the lucky ones?" -Lana Del Rey