Skye's POV
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I told both Niall and Zayn what was up with Liam. And so, we figured out where we were gonna hide. We all wanted to be within hearing distance of them and within running distance to a room with a lock too. But, because we wanted to all know when to run, we decided to hide together.. All 3 of us...
The living room was the most obvious place, so that was crossed off.. Bedrooms were upstairs so that was also crossed off. There were a few rooms downstairs beside the kitchen and entry way, so they were top right now. I told Niall that the kitchen wasn't aloud. He wasn't too happy about that.
Anyways, we finally decided on a closet in the living room. It shut, was able to be held shut from the inside and was big enough to fit us 3. It was also close enough to the kitchen, and the kitchen led to other rooms and the entry way AND the staircase. So that's what we chose. I texted Harry and told him that we were all set. Niall went to the kitchen and started stuffing his face, while me and Zayn sat in the living room, talking. They weren't mad at me for wearing their stuff, which I found amusing..
"I thought Niall hit you.." He trailed off "I know Niall hit you because of the bruise on your face."
"Yea and...?" I asked.. I didn't mean to sound bitchy, but that was how it came out.
"Liam is absolutely pissed at Niall for hitting him. And your acting like he's your best mate now.." He said silently.. "What gives? I'd be pretty ticked and, well, uh.... Scared.." He paused. "If a drunken Nialler hit me..." He obviously had a point..
"He talked to me" I whispered
"When??" Zayn asked..
"Uh, when you fell asleep.. After watching movies.." I giggled at his expression. He looked as if I said we were going to go skinny dipping in a lake in Canada.
"No Freakin Way!" He said loudly. I hushed him and nodded, "That cheeky bastard!" I laughed but I don't think Niall heard. "So, you forgave him?"
"Mmhmm"
"But-" I cut him off.
"No buts.. I've had worse done to me, just not by a total stranger" I shivered at the thought..
"WHATCHA talkin about!" Niall chirped in, carrying lots of food..
"You, actually.." I whispered while giggling.
"What??" He asked. He set down his food and sat on my right side, Zayn was still seated on my left.
"About how you hit me" I said as serious as I could be, staring at him. His face fell.
"Oh" is all he manage to say.
"IM KIDDING!" I laughed as I tackled him. We were both on the floor, Niall trying to hold me down, then me trying to hold him down. We were laughing until I heard something. I instantly covered Niall's laughter.
"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR ALREADY LOUIS!"
"IM TRYING!" Someone yelled back.
I jumped up and grabbed Niall's arm, Zayn had already started retreating into the closet. Once Niall was on his feet, we ran to the closet. We pulled the door shut, just as Louis shoved open the main door, violently.
"You happy?" Harry grunted angrily.
"No I'm not. Where is that fucktard anyways... NIALL GET YOUR FUCKING ASS IN HERE!" Liam yelled. I heard Niall's breath hitch in his throat. We were all sitting on the floor, tying shut the door with rope. Zayn secured the knot and they held me, we were peering out of the cracks that were in the door.
"NIALL!" I heard Liam scream. He started upstairs and Harry froze.
"LIAM NO!" He yelled but recoiled back as if he was slapped across the face. Liam stopped half way up and smirked at Harry..
"Trying to hide something, Styles?" Louis questioned.. I still didn't know what side Louis was on..
"N-n-no" he stuttered.. "I have to use the bathroom, be right back" Harry mumbled retreating and whipping out his phone. That's when I remembered...
SHIT!
A hand clapped over my mouth, and I tried to pull out my phone to turn off the volume. I was too slow and it beeped. Loud and clear. Louis shot a look into the living room before wandering in. I turned off my volume then looked at the text. It was from Harry..
"OMG! I hope your hidden well! He's rampaging where are you!?? -H"
"We are hiding, I don't wanna say because if they get ur phone they'll come and get us :p but we are safe! For now... -S"
I scooted away from the door and toward the back of the small space. To my surprise, I found a little door. I peered in, but couldn't see anything. I closed it and scooted back to Niall and Zayn. I told them I had a plan, and to do what I said.. Of course, they decided to go along with it..
I pulled out my phone and texted Liam
":("
Not even seconds later did he reply with
"What's wrong??" I heard pounding footsteps, and I looked out the crack to see Liam running down the stairs screaming "LOUIS LOUIS!"
"What?" Louis asked
"Skye texted me!"
"Get over her Payne. " Louis mumbled. Liam stopped and starred at him..
"Louis?"
"What?" Lou replied pissed off as hell. Neither of them said anything..
"Why do you hate me?" I barely heard Liam whisper, breaking the silence.
"BECAUSE! All you wanted to do was murder NIALL! And the only reason Niall hit you in the first place was because he didn't want you stealing his "girl" Liam! And now your freaking out cause you got a text from her! GET OVER HER LIAM! SHE ISNT WORTH IT!" Louis screamed. My jaw dropped.. I ripped off the rope like it was a peice of paper and stormed out of the closet, ignoring Zayn and Niall's pleads.
"What the fuck did you just say about me Tomlinson!" I yelled. I stopped and starred at him.
"Skye.. I -"
SHUT THE FUCK UP, SIT THE FUCK DOWN!" I screamed. Gahh, what was with these boys and drama! I decided that if he was going to be an ass, it was when he was tickling me.. Screw drama lets have fun while hanging with my idol band.
"Louis.." I stepped up to him and looked up into his eyes.
"What?" He didn't sound mad, more like he was in a daze.
I poked him, turned and ran upstairs yelling "TAG YOUR IT AND BY THE WAY YOUR TOMS ARE VERY COMFORTABLE!" I was at the top of the stairs when I took the right one off and showed it off to him. He screamed but laughed and started for the stairs, I ran down the hall and stormed into a room. It was Harry's room. I slipped the shoe on before cramming myself under his bed. I steadied my breathing. You could tell that he wasn't mad anymore and neither was Liam. The tension in the air was gone, and now I was hiding from Lou. This was the one direction I knew..
This was the one direction I loved..
This was the one and only direction I liked traveling in.
