The Winged Adventures of One Direction

T.W.A.O.D Chapter 21

*Nothing to say here :-\ so....just read*

Liam's POV ~ ~

I could of flown, but I don't want anyone to see me. I hailed a cab and gave the driver the name of the hotel.

The driver tried to start a conversation, but I politely turned him down. Instead, I starred out the window, lost in my mind. 'What would Niall look like when I got there?' I wondered. 'Will he be crying silently? Would he shut the world out? Would he be throwing things are the room, frantically pacing about and sobbing? Would he...have suicidal thoughts?' I shuddered, imagining Niall locked in the bathroom with blood gushing out of cuts on his wrists or hanging himself from the ceiling fan.

'No! Don't think like that,' I commanded myself. 'He'll be fine. We'll have his back. We'll help him.'

I thought about what we'll have to do about Mackenzie's death. I'll have to lie to her parents. Make up some mysterious death of some kind. The public doesn't know about Mackenzie. We never mentioned her in interviews. But the public will notice if Niall decides to shut the world out. He won't laugh or be his goofy self anymore. The fans will notice. How can we lie to them?

The cab stopped in front of the hotel. I paid the driver and enter the building. I rode the elevator to the 3rd floor and found the room number. I knocked and instantly Louis threw the door open. He pulled me into a tight hug. I hugged him back.

"It's okay Louis," I told him.

He pulled away. "Where's Harry?"

"He's still at the hospital with Mackenzie," I answered. He nodded and walked into the hotel room.

I followed him, seeing Zayn on the bed with Niall laying his head on his chest. Zayn looked up when he saw me. I whispered, "Is he okay?"

"No," he whispered back. He ran his fingers through Niall's hair. Niall moaned in response.

Louis pulled me into the bathroom. "Liam, what are we going to do?"

"I'm not sure yet. We can't let the public see Niall in his state. They'll start questioning everything and we won't be able explain what happened. And Niall will feel like crap for a long time."

Louis runs his hands through his hair in frustration. "F*ck," Louis whispers.

"Ahhhhh!" A loud scream erupts from outside the bathroom. "I can't do this!!!"

Louis and I exchange glances and race out of the bathroom. We stop short, witnessing Niall throw a desk chair at the wall. The wooden chair split into pieces with a loud 'Crash!'

Niall screams in agony before collapsing to the floor. The room is dead silent, only Niall's sobbing making a sound. He cries for a few minutes before I make an approach.

"Niall?" I ask, slowly stepping forward.

He doesn't answer. He continues to sob.

"Listen to me Niall," I say to him, getting down on my knees next to him. "This situation you are in, that we are all in, is tough. And it's not going to get any better for a long time. But, we get through it together. Me, Harry, Louis, and Zayn are never leaving you. We are going to help you, but you have to let us. Please let us."

Niall sniffles and sits up. He turns to face me, his eyes red and puffy. "How can you help me?"

I smile and put a hand on his shoulder. "By being there for you. By being your shoulder to cry on. By being a person you can talk to about anything."

Niall nods and wipes his nose. I stand up and offer a hand. He takes it and I help him up, bringing him in for a hug. "Is that how you did it Liam?" He asks.

I wanted to say no. I wanted to say that I pretended to be strong in front of the public and the boys. But, at night, I got into some bad habits. I bought drugs from people. I drank myself drunk every night. The high made me fell good and the liquor made me forget. But soon after, the memory of Danielle and her death haunted my dreams. Eventually though, I learned to push my feelings deep inside me and I could go on without drugs and liquor.

"Yes Niall," I lied. "Just let us help you."

Niall nodded and buried his head into my shoulders. I hugged him tight against me. Louis and Zayn both joined the hug, holding everyone close.

The door opened and Harry walked in. A smile grew on his face. "I guess everything is cool now?"

Louis motioned for him to join them. Harry happily joined us in a group hug. We held each other close. At this moment, it didn't matter what happened next. It didn't matter what happened tomorrow or next week or next month. All that matters is us together. Together as One Direction.

*The End*