Forget Me Not (Nouis)

26th Petal: Rough days man!

We arrived at the airport and Harry immediately walked over to me. He didn't left my side until we board the plane, he even sat beside me. Not that I'm complaining. But being with Harry... It doesn't calm my nerves. There's a lot waiting in Ireland and I'm not really sure that if I'm ready. Louis is ignoring me again since we climbed out of the car. I don't understand him. It's like he frequently have mood swings.

"Hey, are you alright?" Harry asked.

"Yepp. Just tired. I'll sleep for a while."

"Okay."

I closed my eyes and is starting to drift off to sleep when I felt Harry putting my head in his shoulders. I smiled. Well, isn't that sweet?

Harry woke me up. "Ni, Niall. We're almost here."

I stirred and opened my eyes and the first thing that I saw is Louis staring at me. Or rather at us, Harry and I. And he doesn't look happy. God, what did I do now? I frowned and turned to Harry.

"Thanks Haz." I said he just smiled and straightened his shirt.

The plane landed, we got off and climbed the car waiting for us. Oh did I mentioned that there were lots of Directioners waiting for us? Lucky us, especially me, because the bodyguards and police men managed to keep them in a fair distance. I don't think I can manage the feeling of suffocation right now. I mght break down. Once inside the car, Paul immediately gave us instructions.

"We were supposed to divide you into two and bring those two groups to two separate hotels but Liam and Zayn didn't approved so bear with the screams and the fans, yeah?"

We all nodded.

"Tomorrow is the start of your rehearsal then the next two night after tomorrow's night will be your concert."

"Two concerts huh?" Louis muttered to himself.

"Yes. And then three day off. But you can't go anywhere. Just here in Ireland."

This earned a few groans and protests from the other boys but Paul just shushed them.

"Tight schedule. Sorry boys."

They sighed and returned to whatever they were doing. Louis gazing outside the window, Liam and Harry on their phones and Zayn trying to get some sleep (seriously, this guy will never have enough sleep, will he?)

Me? I just sat there beside Harry, thinking. In the three days off, I can go visit Mum, Dad, Greg, Denice (is this the right spelling?) and Theo. Oh Theo! I can't wait to see the little lad! I bet he's grown up a lot. It's been months since I last saw him anyway. Can he walk now? Nah. But maybe he can crawl now! I can't suppressed my smile when I imagined Theo trying to crawl towards me. Isn't that cute?!

I heard someone clear his throat and my head snapped up. "Niall, smiling at nothing is one symptom that you're suffering from some mental illness."

Liam. I glared at him and he just laughed. Harry and Paul smiled while Louis didn't even bothered to look at us. Zayn... Well he's asleep. Zayn can sleep anywhere, can't he? Okay okay, enough of thinking about Zayn's habit. It's past thirty minutes before we arrived at the hotel and another twenty minutes to get out of the car. Fans. We signed some of their stuffs and took a picture with them but then I reakized that they're being too close. Close.. Close... Oh shit. I looked for the other boys but they're all far away from me.

"Hey Niall!"

"Niall marry me!"

"Niall please sign this!"

"Niall thanks for saving my life!"

"Niall!"

"NIall!"