paparazzi || l.s mpreg

4

Dreams. 

I never have them.  That was until this afternoon. 

I dreamed of Louis. It wasn't a nightmare. It wasn't a wet dream. It was an amazing dream. 

I woke up by Niall shaking me. I looked down on the matress to see a small puddle of sweat. 

"What's up with all this?" Niall asks pointing toward the sweat stains.

"Its nothing. I guess I'm just hot." I answer.

"Dude, it's not hot in here its 24 C in here."

"I'm just hot, ok? Leave it." I tell him begining to get annoyed. 

Niall puts his hands up in surrender and walks into the restroom. I lay in bed until I hear the shower turn on. Then I change into non-sweaty clothes. Once I'm changed I walk out of the hotel room and to the one next door.

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Liam and Zayn's room.

Zayn is my person.

I knock on the door and Liam opens it. I hear the water on in the bathroom. 

"Zayn is in the shower but he should be out any second."

"Whatever l'll wait on the bed."

"Ok cool." Liam replied.

I sat down with Liam across from me. He was on his phone, probably on twitter. He always was. I wanted to ask him about Louis. I just don't like talking to Liam in general. I love Liam I really do. He's just the kind of friend that  needs to be there in the room with you, for it to be enough.

Silence is never akward between us. It's never been a rule that we weren't going to talk to each other that much, it just happened. He has Zayn and Niall to talk too. He has me to cry on, to be there when he needs to tell me something important, and to sit with him when he's alone. 

I love Liam.

The shower turns off and Zayn steps out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. He smiles at me and tells me to wait a second for him to change. He passes by me and steps in front of his suitcase. Then he steps back into the bathroom. 

Knowing Zayn it will be another 10-15 minutes until he's ready. I turn to Liam. I watch him scroll through something. The colors from the phone reflect onto his face. The colors change every few seconds. 

I clear my throat and Liam looks up at me. "I saw someone yesterday."

"So did I." He chuckled. 

"Dickhead." I chuckle with him. "No but seriously there was this guy."

"A guy?" Zayn asks coming out of the bathroom.

"I thought you would have been in there for longer." I tell him with a smile on my face.

"Well we have an interview and they'll just do my hair there. But lets go back to what you were saying. A guy?"

"No one important. Just forget it."

"You sure?" Liam asks.

"Yeah positive." I answer. "I'll text Niall to comeover because he's probably really lonely."

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I had texted Niall and we were all in the same room just hanging out.There was a knock on the door and Liam goes to answer it. 

He's comes back to the main room telling us need to head downstairs into our cars. We don't share one car but we don't each have our own. I share mine with Liam and Zayn shares his with Niall.

I know the minute we step of the hotel out our heads will go down and our security gaurds will grab our wrists. 

I would really love if people didn't think it was alright to shove cameras in people's faces. 

When Liam and I were walking to the car I see him. Well his ankles always. He is the front row of the paps. Probably getting the best pictures. He was still shouting the same thing. Only focusing on me. It was Louis it has to be Louis. 

I looked up at him. Met him in the eyes. Blue eyes. He has blue eyes. I smile at him and he just moves closer to me shoving past Liam just to get a good picture of me. What a prick. What a fucking prick.