Teratoid (One Direction FanFic)*ON HOLD*

Green Smoke

*Harry's POV*

"Well boys get comfortable, with all the screaming girls we might be here a while."A security guard said sitting down on a chair. Zayn groaned leaning against the wall his back hitting it with a loud thump. I sighed knowing there was nothing we could do about it. I know they just really love us but sometimes they seem to love us too much. Louis simply pulled out his phone and began to play whatever phone game he was into then sitting cross legged on the carpet. Niall was eating, typical, hand the lad a bag of crisps and he's happier than a pig in poop to sit around for hours. The screams didn't lessen like we thought they would as the hours dragged by. The longer we sat and waited the louder they got. We were all getting cranky and hungry as the clock hit 6:00PM.

"When do we get to leave, I'm hungry?"Zayn whined his forehead creasing together above his nose in a frustrated frown. It seemed as though this hotel had read our minds because exactly five minutes after Zayn said that a girl walked in pushing a silver cart in front of her. She wore a black suit vest and dress pants with a white dress shirt and black shoes, the outfit you'd expect of a waiter at a fancy restaurant. She had poker straight red hair that she'd tied back into a ponytail.

"We're sorry, as a hotel, for the inconvenience, but your fans are very persistent."The red haired girl said smiling widely showing almost all of her straight white teeth. I could see now that her name tag said Gabriella but she'd scratched a line through the "Gabri" part and had just left "Ella" for everyone to read.

"Oh believe me, we know."Louis said not even looking up from his phone."They all just want to see us."He then kept right on thumb tapping through his game. I totally thought his battery would've died by now.

"As long as there's food I'm good."Zayn said and the girl smiled.

"Thank you, Ella."I said. She blushed like mad and opened her mouth as if to say something but quickly snapped it shut again. She bowed out, shuffling quickly down the hallway to let us enjoy whatever she'd brought for us. At that point, we were so hungry we probably would've eaten cardboard happily.

*Ella's POV*

I was seriously fangirling. It took all I had to keep it in. Harry freaking Styles actually talked to me, even if it was just three words. I couldn't believe this. Oh, be still my fangirl heart, you beat too fast for my frail body to handle. I felt the floor shake slightly beneath my feet and I wondered what it was that was causing these tremors. They'd been going on all day. Suddenly the building shook more violently than ever before and I braced myself against the wall as a thick, green coloured smoke began to seep through the floor vents. I began to cough and covered my nose with a white cloth napkin. This can't be good.

*Liam's POV*

The floor shook twice, just a small tremor the first time, but the next time it was bigger, much bigger. I fell as the chairs began to bump across the room. One smacked Louis jolting him into the present and out of his phone. A small crack ran up the wall I was facing and dust fell from the ceiling raining down on our heads. It then suddenly just stopped.

"What, was that?"Zayn asked as out of the corner of my eye I began to see something quite disturbing coming out of the vents. A green smoke filtered upwards and burned as it hit my nose.

"Don't breathe it in!"The security guard yelled but they were his last words he would ever utter. Thirty seconds later he was on the ground deader than a doornail and foaming from the mouth. His eyes glassed over and you could see his entire body stiffen. I pulled my shirt up over my nose and motioned for the others to do likewise. The red haired waitress girl from before came stumbling into the room coughing with a cloth napkin covering her mouth and nose.

"Come with me!"She yelled and we did. We knew we had to get out of here and fast, the dead security was proof enough of that, and she was the best ticket out of this place. She tripped down the hallway bumping into walls and stopping suddenly for long coughing fits. We were all coughing up a fit as the smoke filtered through our shirts and into our lungs. The world soon began to spin and fade in and out. I saw Louis drop first, his eyes rolling back in his head. Harry came second and Zayn and Niall were still standing when I went down. I saw the red head's cheek hit the carpet right before I blacked out completely.

*Niall's POV*

I woke up in a hospital bed with an oxygen mask covering my mouth and nose. Where was I and how did I get here? I sat up rubbing my head and some nurse walked in.

"Mr. Horan, you're awake!"She exclaimed, an unnaturally bright smile lighting up her face. She removed my oxygen mask so I could talk but I couldn't get a word in edgewise.

"That's great, you've been sleeping for an entire day. Let's get you out for some lunch with the rest of you."The rest of us, did that mean the boys were here too? I was majorly confused. I was helped down the hallway and to a cafeteria. Louis, Liam, Harry, Zayn and a red haired girl sat at the table.

"Well, look who's finally awake!"Zayn exclaimed patting the open seat beside him and I sat in it.

"Why are we here?"I asked and everyone grew solemn. Their faces fell and they looked towards the floor shuffling their feet.

"Niall, do you remember the accident?"Liam asked and it came rushing back, the tremors, the smoke, the dead security guard.

"Oh, that's what happened."I muttered and got to eating. I was starving.

"Niall, this is Ella Jones."Harry said directing my attention towards the red head by pointing the end of his fork towards her."She saved us from dying like the guard did."I looked at her for the longest time then stood from my seat. I walked around the table towards her and gestures for her to get up. She complied with my wishes and I wrapped my arms tightly around her.

"Thank you."I whispered in her ear squeezing her tightly and she squeezed back.

"You're welcome."She whispered. I sat back down and continued to eat. I felt like something was wrong. I couldn't put my finger on it, but something on my body felt different, something felt off. I dismissed it with a shrug of my shoulders. I thought it was nothing, I shouldn't have done either.