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41 - La La La

"We're in LA. La, la, la, Los Angeles." Harry sings to himself, walking with Louis, Niall, Liam, and Zayn off the plane and into the Los Angeles airport.

"Someone hail a taxi," Louis demands once they get out to the street. "I'm too short." he pouts.

Liam takes charge, walking a bit ahead of everyone else and calling for a cab. Within a few moments, a yellow car pulls over. 

"Um, are we all supposed to fit in there?" Zayn asks, scratching the back of his neck as he inspects the back seat of the taxi. 

"You comin', or not?" the cab driver calls to the four boys, whom all nod and load their suit cases into the trunk.

Then, they all try to pile into the back. "It's illegal for me to transport all of ya' like that. It's unsafe. One of ya' come and sit up here." the taxi drives pipes up, seeing all five of the boys sitting like sardines in the back. 

"Umm.. not to burst your bubble but it'll still be illegal to have four people in the back." Louis says, pointedly. 

"Yeah, well, less illegal. Blondie, come up here." the cabbie nods to the seat next to him. 

When Niall is situated, the cabbie asks where to, and Liam replies with the hotel they will be staying at. With a curt nod, the taxi driver pulls off and towards the destination.

There's a few minutes of things like:

"Harry! Your elbow is digging into my ribs!"

"Liam, you're the worst smelling person I've ever known."

"Would you stop bopping my nose, Lou? I'm trying to play this."

Zayn sits quietly through the madness, pressed up against Liam and the side of the car, and Niall carries on a conversation with the cabbie, about whether it's soccer or football. 

When they finally arrive at the hotel, Louis checks in and all five boys try to fit into the elevator with their suit cases, but it doesn't work out so well, either. 

"We need to stop trying to fit into small spaces together." Zayn states, wincing as Liam steps on his foot. 

The five are on the sixth floor, but the elevator stops on the fourth with someone wanting to get aboard. When the lady sees all the boys in there, her eyes widen and she says "I'll just wait for the next." 

Harry smiles at her, then hits the close button and the door slides closed once again. 

Eventually they make it to the sixth floor, and they all walk out, each of them letting out a breath simultaneously. 

They walk to their rooms, and Louis hands out all the keys, "This one for you, Niall." he hands Niall a key card and points to the corresponding door. "Now, I was really tempted to get Ziam a room together," Louis smiles at Zayn and Liam, "but I got them seperate. Here you go." he hands them each their own keys. Then, he smiles at Harry and slips the card into the slot, and enters the room.

It's pretty nice, there's a bed with plain white covers and a picture on the wall behind it. Though, this time it has a television with actual channels, rather than just a fire. (They didn't get the honeymoon suite, this time.)

They get settled—Harry looks around and situates things while Louis lays on the bed, channel surfing. 

Before long, someone is knocking on the door. Harry goes to open it, and Niall is there. 

"We took a vote and we want to go to the beach." Niall says. 

Liam and Zayn then walk into Louis and Harry's room, and Liam says, "Two of us want to go, so only one of you have to agree, then it'd be two-to-three."

Louis nods at Liam, then gets off the bed. "I agree."

"So, yeah. We're going to the beach." Niall smiles, tossing his arm over Zayn's shoulder. "Zaynie here doesn't want to go."

Louis smiles, because he knows why Zayn doesn't want to. (And, honestly, he thinks it's pretty funny that twenty-one year old Zayn can't swim.) He heads to his suit case, before pulling out his swim trunks. Everyone is facing the other way, so Louis just pulls down his pants right there. To his luck, Niall turns around and shields his eyes as soon as he sees the crowned jewels. 

"Mate, warn me next time!" Niall cries out, and at that the rest of the boys turn around. 

The only one that doesn't cover his eyes is Harry, not surprisingly. (But, it's not like Zayn hasn't seen Louis' junk before, honestly.)

Liam, Zayn, and Niall then make their way out of the room, and into their own, presumably to get changed. 

A few minutes later, all the boys are ready to go. Auditions for Louis' movie start the next day, so today is a free day. 

Niall hails the taxi this time, and luckily it's a taxi-van, so they can all fit comfortably. It's about five minutes to the beach, and when they get there, Niall is immediately running to the water, leaving the other four to carry the cooler and chairs. 

Once everything is set up, three of the four boys left charge for the water. Zayn doesn't, however, because he doesn't know how to swim. Louis knows this, but the other boys don't, and Zayn's not excited to inform them. 

When Liam comes back up out of the water by Zayn, to see why he's not with the rest of them, Zayn doesn't look up at Liam. 

"What's up?" Liam sits in the chair next to Zayn's.

"Nothing." Zayn replies, deadbeat. 

"Wanna come in the water?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I don't want to."

"Oh, c'mon, Zayn."

A few more moments of pestering from Liam, and Zayn slips up.

"I don't know how to swim, okay?" Zayn blurts, then blushes madly. 

Liam just frowns, then takes Zayn's hand, leading him to the water.

"It's never to late to learn." 

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i'm back!!! finally. 

so the contest deadline is in approx. 3 hours, so if you're entering, hurry it up. 

so, they're in la... any guesses on things that will happen? it's going to be a crazy trip.