A/N: Liam is going to propose in this chapter! Omg yaay!
**LIAMS POV**
Niall gasped, dropping his arms quickly to pull his pants up. Before I could make up a plan, I swooped up Niall, running off stage. The crowd was laughing and cheering as I hurried to the car. Niall was crying and yelling as I helped him into the car.
"Why is Zayn so mean to me?! I didn't do anything to him!" He yelled, wiping at his eyes, and scooting over so I could get in. I slipped in, rubbing his back.
"I don't know what happened to him.." I sighed. Niall sucked in a few breaths then started choking on his own tears. I patted his back, helping him.
"Now everyone saw me naked! Everyone!" He hit his knee, cursing.
"Just breath, Niall. At least you don't know any of them." I tried calming him down as he cried into my chest.
"I'm so embarrassed." He whispered, looking up at me, suddenly a flash of pain crossing his face. He held his stomach, slumping over as he groaned.
"Ow.. My stomach." He sat up again, throwing his head back. He clenched his teeth, breathing unsteadily. I held my hand on his, looking over him.
"Your stomach hurts? How bad?" I panicked, not knowing if this was supposed to happen.
"8 and a half!" He yelped. I grabbed a bottle of water from the front seat, handing it to him. Gulping half of the bottle down, he gasped a few times, squeezing my hand for comfort.
Soon enough the sharp pain in Niall's stomach went away and the boys appeared. Immediately Niall got out of the car, grabbing Zayn by his hair and started yelling in his face.
"Why would you do that?! What the hell?! You are so fucking childish and you're an arsehole and I hate you!" He shook Zayn's head as he struggled to get away from Niall. I snaked my arms under Niall's arms and around his chest, attempting to tug him away from Zayn.
"Get the bloody hell off of me!" Zayn screeched squirming around, pulling at Niall's hands.
"Niall! He isn't worth it! Just let go of him!" I pulled at Niall. He then smacked Zayn in the face, quickly releasing him, and hiding behind me, hugging me tightly. Zayn darted up, rubbing his head, and growled,
"You're lucky to be pregnant... and have Liam." He got into the car, bumping into me and Niall on the way. The rest of us followed Zayn's actions, every one quiet except, of course, Louis.
"Zayn, you're sleeping outside tonight or you can go somewhere else because I'm tired of your stupid bullshit. You keep on.. bullying Niall and I feel like you're begging for someone to kick your ass because me, Liam, and Harry have been this close to doing it." Louis held up his hand, gesturing to how close we were to kicking Zayn's ass.
"Agreed." Harry huffed, looking back out the window. I nodded at Zayn in agreement to what Louis said. He glared at us three then spoke quietly,
"Whatever." I sighed giving up on Zayn ever changing and focused back on my proposal poem.
I already have half of it done but I need the other half. Unfortunately, I need a pencil and paper, also 3 less idiots and 1 less asshole.
I looked up from my thoughts and found Niall asleep, leaning on my shoulder. I smiled, wrapping an arm around his waist, pulling him as close as possible.
