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"What if we never got put in a band?" Liam asks laying flat on his back on his bed. Next to him is Harry painting a clear coat of finger nail polish on his nails. "You mean like if we all went solo?" Harry returns, "No," Liam starts furrowing his eyebrows as he questions what he did really mean by the question, "Like if none of us made it." Harry frowns setting the polish down on the nightstand, "Well I'd imagine we'd all be poor, and unhappy." Liam shakes his head tears building in his eyes as he turns away on his side, "No, I-I don't think that."

"Lee, you love one direction."

"I loved the guys a-and the concerts b-but I don't like our image." He admits sitting up as fury builds in his stomach, "W-why do we have to live by so many fucking rules?" Harry goes wide eyed as his friend curses, "Liam that's our job-"

"Well, I don't like it! I don't like to spend hours in training to know what to do, what to say. I don't even feel human, Harry." Liam cries into his hands, Harry wrapping his long arms around his mate pulling him to his chest with a kiss to the hair, "Liam we're all human, we have feelings." The crying one scoffs, "N-no, we're not allowed to have those, remember? That's whats gets us into trouble in the first place."

Twirling his keys around his finger, Zayn whistles cheerfully as he enters the gym seeing Louis running on a treadmill with his headphones in and head down. Frowning, Zayn sits on the bench press waiting for Louis to acknowledge him. When the boy glances up out of habit, he jumps slowing the pace as he walks to a stop, "W-what?"

"You," Zayn muses smirking, "You're running without being told too. You hate exercise." Louis nods chewing his tongue as he racks his brain for a response, "I hate words more." He decides, Zayn sighs shaking his head, "I agree that was too far-"

"Then do something about it. None one deserved that, Zayn. That punishment could've killed him, you know that right-"

"Oh shut the hell up! Words don't kill people,"

"No? You're right, but the haunting thoughts of being worthless do. I would know." Plugging his headphones in again, Louis wipes his eyes beginning to run.  

Zayn groans heading to the living area where he knows Niall would most likely be, although he's surprised to see Liam in there as well. "You're feeling better?" Zayn asks, Niall shoots his glance to the man before returning it to Liam who nods shyly, "T-that's good. Um," Zayn pauses reaching up to rub his neck, "I have planned an outing for us all. I-it's small but it's the least I can do." Liam ever so softly smiles, "T-that would be nice." His gentle voice, rose tinted cheeks, God all the things Zayn had missed. Niall too smiles, "Thanks Zayn, when is it?" Niall asks, Zayn sits on the couch kicking his legs up, "Tomorrow, bright and early." He wants to pat the seat next to him asking Liam silently to come sit by him, though he remains still watching Liam and Niall talk quietly to each other. 

The whole house remained quiet, even when Harry trudged out in black shorts entering the gym. Zayn knows he should stop him, Louis was in there; but instead, he smiles returning to the phone in his head. The past week had been hell. The boys deserved some happiness. Even if it was aganist the rules.

>> Long time no see huh? Okay well quick explanation: This is Emma from Sleepingatlast66 not Kyler saying as though she just had a healthy baby girl. Congrats to her. Anyway she gave me her information and I told her I'd finish up this story because I orignally started it with her, but she never finished. So I'm sorry it's short and totally overdue, but I'm trying to get the hang and feel of this story myself again. So please bear with me, but it will finish! I promise!! So, lots of Love ~Emma :)