Don't Let Me Go.

Chapter 6.

"I'm all out of faith. This is how I feel. I'm cold and I am shamed

Lying naked on the floor..."

I start laughing at that part of the song. Naked on the floor? Okay just because your depressed doesn't mean you get naked and lay on the cold ass floor.

"Louis!! Pay attention!! We have only tomorrow and that's it!" Liam snaps as he starts to pull his hair.

"Okay. Geez sorry." Calming myself, Liam sits back down.

"From the top."

We sing until I finally get it and I'm surprised Liam hasn't punched me yet.

"Now let's sing it with the boys." He calls the boys up and they all come running in the room. We sing together and it sounds very good. Our harmonies balanced well, no vocals are ripped, our voices together sounds perfect.

"Toooorn." Zayn's ending brings us all into smiles and at the end we all start cheering, well except for me, I yell.

"Boys!!!!! Quiet down!!" Anne yells from downstairs. We all laugh and settle down. We're seated in a circle and it suddenly goes quiet.

"We should watch a movie." I suggest.

"Or we could play football." Another great idea pop through my head and I hope they agree with me.

"Sure." Each and one of them says as they nod in agreement. We get up and head downstairs putting on shoes and jumpers.

"I call Zayn and Harry." Niall yells as he runs towards the field behind Harry's house. I almost curse out loud because I'm stuck with Liam and not Harry. Fucking Niall.

"I'll get the ball." Harry yells as he runs to the location where it has all sorts of outside rubbish.

"I know we've been in bad terms lately but right now we are soo winning them." Liam quietly says so the others won't hear. He's standing next to me so he doesn't needs to whisper in my ear.

"Goal #1, kick their arses!" I start to walk towards the middle where we all meet and next thing you know the ball is turning over and over on the ground.

Liam is goalie and on the other team Niall.

"1 against 2? Let's see what you got Tomlinson"

"Alright Malik. Ready Styles?" The curly one nods as he focuses on the goal then back to the ball.

"Awe trying to calculate the perimeter of the field? Sorry, but that's not how I play." Too start, I kick the ball and run as fast as I can to Niall. This field is pretty wide and I'm trying my best to catch my breath. My foot meets with the ball as I kick. The ball flies in the air and tangles on the net.

"Bloody Hell." It's almost as if the words coming out of Niall's mouth is slow motion. The ball finally meets the ground and I turn to see jaw drops on the floor.

"1 against 2 Malik?" I smirk.

",Close your mouth. You don't want any bugs in your teeth now do you?"

"Fair game Louis. We took it easy on you, now it's serious." Harry's fist are collided together and Zayn is dramatically popping his.

"I thought it was serious 10 minutes ago. But it is so on."

The ball meets us back in the middle and we start kicking it again. Zayn's on the lead and it takes me everything to catch up to him. Before he can kick goal I remember a move they taught me back home. I slide under his foot before he kicks and now the ball is all mine. My legs starts moving along with the ball but am bumped into someone. I collide on the floor as I see Harry smirk and takes a goal. My hand pounds to the hard surface and I am a bit surprised over this.