One Direction Sickfics & One Shots

5. Louis :: Tell Me Cause I'm Ten Feet Down

Eurie: Sorry that this one is a tad bit on the shorter side. But- Woohooo! My first request :D I'm way too excited about this. It was such a cute idea. This didn't quite come out as good as I hoped, but I hope it's okay. Leave any requests in the comments.
Requested by The Introvert Way on Quotev

2013
Louis had been in the recording booth now for forty five minutes past when he was supposed to end. The Doncaster boy kept asking to redo this one part of "Where Do Broken Hearts Go". Harry was growing a bit tired and annoyed, waiting for Louis to finish. He needed to record his part and it was getting late.

"Louis, hurry up!" Harry whined, spreading his limbs out on the couch like a starfish.

Louis held up a finger and answered with a "Just one more time" even though that is the same answer he gave the last five or six times Harry told him to hurry up. Harry was contemplating throwing something at the window and seeing what would happen. Sometime in between the eighth and ninth times Harry asked, Niall wandered into the room with a bag of popcorn.

"Louis still isn't done? He's been in there for a hell of a long time," Niall commented. Harry reached a hand out, waving his fingers to signify to Niall he wants popcorn. The blonde understood the message and poured a few pieces into the palm of his hand.

Harry shook his head and Niall raised an eyebrow. He knocked on the door of the recording booth and waited for Louis to answer. "How come you've been in there for so long?"

"Look, I'm just trying to make it good. That's all. My god, why don't you guys want this album to be good?" Niall took a bit of a step back, trying not to look hurt or startled by the fact his bandmate just snapped at him out of no where. But his face ended up with a mixture of both.

This got Harry off the couch pretty quickly. He expected for Doncaster boy to get angry as much as Niall did. "Louis! I don't know what you are so pissed off over. But you can't take it out on who you please," he scolded. When the curly haired boy was angry, his voice got pretty low and it would send chills down any spine.

"It's fine, Harry," Niall said, putting a hand on the defensive boy's shoulder. It was a well known fact Niall was the equivalence of the little brother of the group. All the members were a little protective over him.

Louis was, too, and immediately regretted that he attacked the boy. "Look, lad. I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to come out so rude. It's just the stress."

Niall nodded slowly. Louis may not be one to hold his tongue, but he rarely got angry at his friends, unprovoked. "What's gotten into you? Is everything okay?"

Louis ran a hand down his face and let out a long breath. He owed at least Niall an explanation. After all, he did snap at the boy for no reason. "I just... I don't know, to be honest. I want to stand out. I want to be an important member in the band. I don't want to always be the one with the least solos. I'm always looked over and I feel like I'm not valued, sometimes. I know it sounds like such a stupid thing and I probably sound like such-"

Niall didn't let his rambling continue as he engulfed the Doncaster boy in a hug. Barely a hesitation from Harry before he joined the hug as well. "Why would you think- Do you really think you aren't an important member?" Harry asked. He feels Louis raise his shoulders in a shrug for an answer.

"That's just bull. You are one of the most important members," Niall said as he pulled away from the mini group hug.

"Louis, why didn't you ever say anything?" Harry frowned. He really wished he wasn't just finding out about this now and from the look of Niall, the Irish boy felt the same. It was strange because Louis was always the most confident and outgoing out of all of them. "I mean, you were the one who talked to managent about getting a week off from recording because Zayn missed Perrie, badly. You got more security when Niall completely freaked out in the airport. You could have just asked for a solo in a song you didn't have one in."

"I'm the oldest. It's my job to look after you lads," Louis simply replied, shoving his hands in his pockets. He looked up and took a shaky breath. "The contract of older brother never said I had to look out for myself." His attempt at a joke was rather weak.

"Louis, you are one of the most talented people I've ever met. I mean you've got serious guts in general and you're never afraid to speak your mind. Your voice is amazing and you never fail to lighten the mood. You are an incredible song writer. Do I need to go on?" Louis looked at Niall and felt his eyes watering, which he quickly attempted to blink away and cover it up with an eye roll. "We are a family. It's not a one way deal. We all look out for eachother."

"That was one of the most sappy things I've ever heard you say. Would you like a Grammy?" Louis successfully joked as he wiped away a tear with his thumb. He threw an arm around each boy and ruffled Harry's hair in the process, which did annoy him a tad. "But thanks, lads. Really. You guys are my family. You always will be."