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Banana's And Gatorade (ch 22)

Pic of Ryan in Chapter 1 [not the prologue.]

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THIS CHAPTER WAS AS STUPID AS THE LAST!

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Once again I was up at nine in the morning. I awoke to the sound of Niall groaning and flushing the toilet.  We'd switched roles from the last time. He was the hungover one that had to sing and I was the perfectly fine one that was going to take care of him. But I'd do it the right way.

"How ya feelin', drunky?" I asked sympathetically as he exited the bathroom.

"Like I got hit by a bus, in to an oncoming train, that crashed against a brick wall." He croaked out as he sluggishly came over to the bed and laid down next to me.

"That good huh? I thought Irish people were genetically advanced when it came to handling liquor?" I felt the need to use a little humor, although he hadn't found it funny at all.

I rubbed his back slowly, then laid my head on his back and listened to the thud of his heart beat.

  "Unfortunately for you, my dear Irishman. We have rehearsals for the last concert. They're  extending the concert by an hour and letting me have extra time for a few more songs."

"Oh great. That means longer rehearsals." He muttered into the pillow.

"You're only saying that cause you don't feel good. You'll be excited tomorrow when we're actually on stage. Want a banana or some Gatorade? It'll help the hang over." It was sort of depressing to not see him full of energy and not running around screaming potato or singing with Liam and jumping on Louis' back.

"Sure. Why not?" He was half asleep now. I got myself dressed and threw my hair into a messy bun then made my way down stairs.

"Good morning." I was greeted by a happy Louis.

"Why so happy?" I asked.

"I just had Lucky Charms." He giggled.

"Let me guess. You ate all my cereal?"

"Yes. Yes I did."

"Are there any more bananas or gatorade?" I asked as I looked in the fridge.

"Nope."

"I guess I'm going to the store then. Care to come with me?"

"Sure!" He smiled as he hopped off the island. "Just let me get shoes and we'll go."

We both walked to the elevator. It took him five minutes to find his TOMS in his mess of a room. "GOT EM!" He cheered. And then we were off.

While we were shopping, he and I both had sunglasses on inside the store, but that still didn't hide our identity from the multiple girls that asked for autographs and pictures.

"I came here to get bananas, Gatorade, and Lucky Charms, not to be bombarded by fans." I said to Lou once the girls had gone away.

"I know. It gets hard to do regular everyday thing with out being interrupted by fans, but you have to appreciate them. They're the reason we've gotten this far." He said as he put a ton of food in the cart.

"God, you're almost as deep as Zayn's tweets! Why do you need that much food? You're leaving in four days!"

"Trust me. We'll eat it all and what Henrie makes on top of that." He reassured me. Boys are gavones.

"Are you done stocking up on food?" I asked as I took off my glasses.

"Yeeees." He sung as he bounced delightedly on his toes.