Niam.... only a dream?

Radio and Drunken Confession

Zayn's p.o.v.

Two days later...

Something was hitting me with something and it was starting to piss me off. I had just got to sleep. After hanging out with Perrie all night, I had managed to drag myself home and crawl into bed at 6:34AM. I am not getting out of this bed until Hell freezes over.

"Zayn! Zayn! Zayn!" Someone called from the foot of my bed. When I didn't answer they took the freedom to climb on my bed and start jumping on it like a little kid on Christmas morning.

I groaned loudly and grabbed another pillow to cover my head with. Before I could cover my head, the pillow was grabbed from my hand and hit me in the face.

"What the hell was that for?!" I sleepily yelled at whomever had hit me with my own pillow.

"Get your damn ass out of bed, Malik. We have a radio interview in an hour and you need to be fully awake." Liam's 'Daddy Direction' voice said.

The jumping continued and I kicked whoever it was off my bed with my foot. There was a bump followed by an "Omph" that was then followed by a whine.

"Lili! Zayn kicked me and made me fall!"

Oh you gotta love Louis in the morning.

I heard Louis get up and walk out of my room with Liam. I lay in bed for another fifteen or so minutes before dragging myself from my bed and over to my dresser to find my outfit for the day.

I put on some black skinny jean with a thin black tee shirt, some socks and slipped into some nikes. I went to the bathroom and quickly did my hair how I always did, putting in some gel and adding some hair spray just to make sure it stayed.

I was grabbing my cell and iPod when Liam's voice called up the stairs, "Niall! Zayn! Get your arses down here right now! We are going to be late!"

I rolled my eyes and walked out of my room, shutting the door to my room and almost running into Niall.

Niall was wearing a light green zipper hoodie, a fitted white tee shirt under it, some beige pants and green converse low tops. He gave me a small smile and ran down the stairs, his hair still messy from sleeping.

Hell, what time is it anyways? I pulled out my phone as I walked down the stairs.

10:27AM

I groaned again and ran my fingers through my hair, not caring at the moment how I looked. I should not be up this early. Not with how I spent last night. This was all too much. We needed a break, I needed a break. I just needed one night to be a normal teenage boy and not a popstar or anything. Just one night to let it all go with no worries.

When I got to the lads, Liam ushered us to the waiting car that took us to the interview. There were fans waiting like always. They were holding signs and screaming. It could make a person deaf.

We walked in the building and were shoved in a waiting room. I went to the restroom and fixed my hair. When I came back out, the rest of the boys were on their phones all sitting around on the furniture.

"Hey guys I had an idea..." I spoke so I would get their attention.

When they all looked up at me I continued so I wouldn't lose the attention I wanted, "We need a break. We all do, well I know I do. I was thinking we could go to a club tonight or possibly have a little party thing at our place."

I looked at Liam, knowing he would be the one to say no and the whole night would be called off before it ever had a chance to start.

"I don't know, Zayn... I mean we have a tour coming up..." Liam looked at me, his brown eyes looking into my own.