Niam One Shots.

II. Work Out.

Liam panted as he'd just let the weights fall down, he grabbed the water bottle twisting the cap off, and taking a big gulp from the water. He let out a refreshing sigh setting the water bottle down on the floor near the weight set. Niall on the other hand had been on the treadmill, walking at a steady pace, he had his eyes on the tv, while his music was blaring in his ears. It was miday so the gym was beginning to fill with more and more people. He grabbed his water bottle, and stopped the machine before stepping off of the treadmill and heading out to the gyms locker room. He was in the middle of changing when Liam had rushed in all sweaty, throwing the towel that was around his neck on the bench, Niall stood there staring at him before gulping, he turned to grab his bookbag out of the locker room, but tripped over his shoes, catching himself, by placing his hand on the lockers. Luckily for him, Liam hadn't even taken a second glance, he'd looked over once, but just shrugged to himself. Niall closed his locker swinging the backpack over his shoulder, and leaving the gym.

Right as the blond had stepped out his phone began ringing. He unhooked his headphones and pulled the phone out of his pocket, seeing a picture of Louis appear on the screen. "What's up, Louis?" He'd asked as he'd answered.

"Hey, Niall. There's a party tonight, you in?" Louis had always been being invited to parties, even if he didn't know who's party it was. He just was friends with certain people, who always knew when there was a good party.

"Who's is it this time? Cause if it's another one of Stan's parties. No, i'm not in." Everytime Niall ended up at one of Stan's party, Stan always tried getting closer to him, and kissing him, it made Niall really uncomfortable.

"Some lad named Liam Payne, 'spose to be his 21st, it's at the Funky Buddha and it's suppose to be really big, lots of booze, you need to go." Louis was practically begging for his best friend to go.

"I guess so." He opened up his back door seat throwing his bag of clothes in, shutting the door and walking to the drivers side door, opening it and getting into his car.

"Alright, mate. Dress nice though, I hear Andy's brothers going to be doing photography the whole way through, wouldn't wanna look a mess." Niall laughed starting up his car.

"Right, well I gotta go, so i'll see you later, lad."

"Alrght. Bye, Ni." The two of them hung up, and the blond headed boy began to drive home. He almost wanted to skip the party because he worked early the next morning, but for hours he took his time getting ready, he wanted to look amazing, and he couldn't find himself attractive when his quiff continued to fall out of place, and his only good shirts he'd liked were dirty. At one point he actually thought this was the way of telling him to skip the whole thing.

Louis: U ready??

Seven o'clock, already. It was seven, and believe it or not the blond headed boy was ready, he was wearing dark blue denim jeans, a black varsity coat with white sleeves, a white short sleeved shirt, in case he got too hot. His vans were black matching his coat, and he felt ready. He was satisfied with his outfit.

Niall: Headin out now u there ?

Louis: ya, hurry tho this liam guys spose to be here soon and theyre in for surprisng him or somethin even tho he knows about it, hurry.

Niall groaned, and rushed himself to get out the door. When he was in the car, he'd taken shortcuts just to get to the Funky Buddha as quick as he could, and to no surprise the whole parking lot was completly full, this Liam guy must really be popular, he thought to himself. He parked the car two blocks away in front of someone's house, and made his way to the party, he was beginning to get more and more frustrated about the whole thing, the wind was rough, ruining his hair.