Niall Horan (sad) one direction Ziall

"Youll be better off without me"

~~Louis point of view~~

I was so FRUSTRATED with the management for thinking that about Niall. I stormed out of the room only to see something i always dread. It was niall crying.

"N-Niall.. how much did you hear?" I tried to form words. I didn't want him to ever know what they were saying. The rest of the band followed me out when they realized Niall heard. 

He mumbled something barely hearable and ran off.

"FUCK!" I was pissed. We weren't able to protect him from this one. His eyes were spilling over and it's all our fault. "We have to go after him."

"THE CONCERT IS IN 4 HOURS NO WAY YOU ARE GOING ANYWHERE" the assistant manager said bursting through the door. We all looked at each other and ran out of the venue.  We had to find Niall. He needed us.

~~Niall point of view~~

I was brought back into reality when i heard a loud bang at the front door. I knew it was all 4 boys trying to get through at one time. I looked down to realize i was still bleeding. I quickly shuffled to clean it up.

"NIALL? ARE YOU HERE?" I heard the boys going up to ever door kicking it open. I just about cleaned everything up when they came to the bathroom door.

"NIALL! Open up... please" i heard the pain in Harry's voice as he begged me to open the door. I couldn't bring myself to face them.

"Just leave me alone... go to the concerts lads. You'll be better off without me" at this point my voice was cracking. Tears went rushing down my face again. I was so unwanted in this world. My so called "fans" my managers i don't understand what i have done. I never will. Flashes of all the tweets came into my head. One after another. Hundreds of them. Telling me how IM not worth it. My false blond hair is too bright and too messy. My skin is too pale. My eyes are always too tired. My body is always too fat. Imagine the thoughts in your head that haunt you. Now imagine them being said by hundreds of people everyday. Right after that thought the door came crashing in. I just closed my eyes and rolled into a ball hoping to be eaten by the floor.

~Liam's point of view~
When we left we know only one place he would be. He couldn't go anywhere else without being mobbed so we went to the house. We bursted open the door running to every room. Please god tell me he's here. Suddenly Harry found him in the bathroom.

"NIALL! open up.... please" you could hear the hurt in Harry's voice as he says that. But we only get a small response from the other side of the door.

"Just leave me alone... go to the concerts lads. You'll be better off without me" his Irish accent was heavy as you could hear his voice cracking. We banged on the door and begged for a few minutes till i couldn't take it anymore. We weren't getting any responses from him anymore.

I moved the boys aside and kicked the door open. With one swift move we where in. The sight was horrible Niall was curled into a little ball sobbing his eyes closed tightly . He couldn't even look up at us. All of our hearts immediately sunk for him. I ran up to him first. I brought his small body into a tight hug and he turned his head to cry into my shirt. Louis came afterwords and kneeled besides Niall stroking his hair. Zayn and harry were watching both completely shattered by his image. We all were thinking the same thing. 

We should have protected him.

It's our job to protect him. He's more fragile than us. He's more innocent. Though he's not the youngest but he's our little brother. And we failed him.

"It's going to be ok Niall. You'll get through this. You know why?" He slowly looked up at me confused. I almost started crying at the sight of his watery ocean blue eyes. "Because no matter that we will always be here with you. No matter what the world has to say. We love you mate." All the boys nodded and Niall just sat still on the floor. I thought i could see him smile slightly. He just laid on the floor. Soon enough i realized he fell asleep.

~~zany's point of view~~

Seeing Niall like that is truly heart breaking. He's always been the light in the room. The happiness in the glum. Seeing him like this shocked me. I didn't think stupid tweets effected him this much. Sometimes i forget how fragile he really is. No matter how strong his mask is.

Liam carried Niall into his bed. He was so mentally tired he fell asleep as Liam held him. Everyone of us are so soft towards Niall. He's all of our weaknesses. As he laid in the bed the boys stated to think of a plan for tonight's concert.

"We have to go you know" Harry said while signing in his hand.

"I know i know but what do we do about Niall. We can't go on without him."

"Let's leave him for a little and wake him up in about a hour and see how he's feels" Louis said replying to Liam.

Me however didn't say anything. I mean i never do. Instead i walked into the bathroom where Niall was sitting. I grabbed my phone off of the sink when i saw something sticking out of the bin. It was blood. A lot of it on a tissue. I looked at it confused for a bit. What could Niall have been bleeding from. I decided it probably was some sort of bloody nose.

Still however, the back of my mind kept the question in my head.