Nothing Ordinary (Louis and Eleanor Fanfic)

Chapter 8

Louis's POV

It's been about an hour since I've seen or heard from Liam. I kind of started to feel really bad about what I had said.  I mean, it was only a bed.. I know I shouldn't have said it but it slipped in the heat of the moment! Honestly. I sighed to myself as Niall kept raging on and on about how I need to be nicer to people.

"And furthermore," He continued. "Dont you ever, ever, ever, take my lunch again!" I stiffled a chuckle and nodded.

"Yessir." I said, smiling at him. He looked at me and his blue eyes were filled with complete sadness which kind of made me wanna die inside.

"I mean it." He said, frowning even bigger.

"Okay, I wont ever take your lunch again." I said with a nod. His whole face lit up and a smile formed across his face as he pulled me into a tight hug. I couldnt help but to smile and hug back. There was a sudden knock on our door which caused us both to jump, slamming our heads together.

"OW!" We yelled in unison. The knocks came again. I sighed and slid off the bed and opened the door.

"Dinner time!" Someone yelled before running to the next door and repeating the process. I looked back at Niall and chuckled. The poor lad's eyes have gone so wide, so big. He got up slowly and smiled hugely. Then he proceeded to grab his Ireland colored jumper, put it on and dart out the door. He grabbed my hand before I had even comprehended what was going on. He kept dragging me behind him, down the halls and around corners. I couldnt help but to laugh and keep holding his hand as we ran. He ran around one of the corners too quickly, and my left foot slid out from underneath me, causing me to slide on the rug and under a table. My back slammed against with a thud knocking any and all of the wind out of me. I heard a loud crash and looked ahead to find the only vase in the entire hotel had fallen and shattered into a million pieces. I crawled out from under the table with Niall's help then we both examined the vase. Niall nodded then purses his lips together as he looked over to me.

"We're in for it now," He said. We both looked at each other then erupted into giggles. We stood there for a bunch of minutes, just laughing. It felt nice to laugh. I dont know what I found so funny about a broken vase. Maybe it was the feeling of it actually being an accident. Or maybe the feeling of being happy. I dunno, maybe it was the feeling of me.. Just being me. My side started to cramp up and I doubled over, kneeling down onto one knee, wrapping my arm around my stomach. I gasped a bit as the tears started to stream down my face with velocity. I looked up at Niall. His face was redder than a tomatoe, his eyes were watery and he was still laughing. I swear, leprachuans are the happiest people I know. I got up a few minutes later, wiped my eyes and chuckled some more.

"Let's go, Niall." I said with a huge smile across my face. He nodded and we both walked into the cafeteria. I scanned the room and found Harry, Stan and Zayn all sitting together. I nudged Niall's arm gently with my arm and we both walked over to the table and sat down in front of them.

"I find it rather odd that New York strip steaks.. are named that. Outta all the things they can be named. They're named that. What? Did the cows strip for them before?" Harry laughed out. Stan and Zayn erupted into laughter whilst Niall and I creased our eyebrows together. I tilt my head to the side while a few chuckles escaped my mouth. I saw Liam walk in. I noticed he was covered in snow, and freezing as he sat down next to us. He was shivering, teeth chattering and sniffling. His normally bright face was pale. He looked almost lifeless. His lips had turned blue and his nose was as red as Rudolph's. He had a few drops of red stuff all over his arm. I shrugged it off thinking it was paint or something. Liam has always had a knitch for painting.

"Whoa mate," Zayn said. "What happened to you?"

Liam took a deep shakey breath in and exhaled.

"I, I w-went f-for a, a, a, a w-w-walk, y-you know.. T-to c-cool down a-after w-what L-Louis sss-ss-said. B-but I, I g-got l-lost a-and a-nd i-it took m-me a w-while tp g-get b-back." The poor lad could barely talk. Niall wrapped his jumped around his shoulders as Zayn pulled him into a tight hug. Liam leaned into him, closing his eyes tightly and wincing in pain. His normal I can handle myself look was gone. He looked like a lost child who needed a bunch of help. I opened my mouth to say something then quickly shut it. I figured nothing I said could make this situation any better. I sighed quietly and picked at my food. I looked up when I felt a kick on my leg.

"You okay?" Harry mouthed to me. I just nodded and sighed again. I felt really bad for saying what I did. I felt like a bloody tool. I wanted to apologize but I just couldnt. My throat swelled up while my chest felt ten times heavier. I felt like someone was trying to burst out of me. I took a deep breath in then picked up my fork. I stabbed a bunch of green pieces of lettus and shoved the fork into my mouth. I slowly chewed on the lettus. Ugh, this tasted so plain. It was brutal. I dont normally eat many green things. Personally, I find them all disgusting, bland and tasteless. I swallowed down the harsh, bitter taste of the lettus. I was trying my hardest not to gag. Harry must've noticed my facial expression because he was smiling like a fool. His green eyes stared in my mine. I felt my cheeks blush as I stared back into his eyes.

"Are we having trouble eating?" He asked raising his eyebrow slightly.

"No!" I protested. He just chuckled and laughed. I kicked him under the table then stuck my tongue out at him.

After dinner had ended we all went back to our rooms. Liam made Niall and I turn the heat on full blast, which i didnt really mind our room was really cold. Niall complained a bit but he soon calmed down. I chuckled a bit when I looked over at the sleeping lephrachuan. He was wrapped up tightly in his blankets. One arm was hanging off of the bed, the other across his stomach. His head rested on the pillow. His mouth hung open a bit but he opened and closed it for a couple of minutes then decided to close it. I yawned and pulled my blankets off of my bed and crawled in under them. The bed wasnt as comfortable as my own, but it was more comfortable then the bus seats. I took one last look around the sleeping bandits before closing my eyes and drifting into sleepyland..