Daisies [louis-centric]

6

"Move! Everybody move!"

The crowd of fans only seemed to get more riled up, practically shaking the tour bus that was parked behind the hotel.

There was no way Harry was going to make it through without being seen. The security wasn't exactly helping the situation by yelling move! Over and over.

He was about to call Liam when the honking of a horn stole his attention.

"What the-"

Barreling through the crowd was Niall.

In a golf cart.

Harry would've laughed but he was worried more than anything.

What if he hit someone? It was a suicide mission really. If he made a wrong decision, a handsy fan would get to him and that was never a good thing.

But alas, he broke through the crowd, the hoards of girls and boys alike chasing after him, giving Harry the perfect chance at a straight shot to the bus door.

As soon as he stepped outside, the hairs in the back of his neck stood up.

Something was not right.

Harry crept forward, sprinting when he heard the crack of a stick.

When he thought he was safe, he slowed down, opening the bus doors.

Oh.

His eyes widened as he took in the scene.

A red, blotchy faced Louis was curled in the corner while a pale faced Liam was trying to coax him to come out.

"They won't get you from here Lou. Nobody but us will be in here" Liams deep voice soothed.

Even though they could, none of them would dare use their alpha voice on Louis at a time like this. They were trying to get Louis to come out of this place he was in right now mentally and open up like he was before.

Forcing him was not going to do them any good.

Harry took place beside Liam, trying to get the fragile omega to come to them. He looked dangerously close to falling into omega space and that was not a good thing.

Omega space was a state of mind that omegas will fall into when in great distress or pleasure. Louis was certainly not in great pleasure.

It was essentially a haze that fogged their mind and made them feel like their floating. A was a built in calming mechanism if you will.

"We're right here Lou, we won't hurt you" Liam said calmingly, taking a seat in front of Louis to show the hazy omega that he meant to harm.

Harry's watched as Louis' eyes started going back to their clear color of blue, holding his breath, just waiting for something to go wrong.

And it did.

Just as it got quiet, a chorus of screams broke through, loud bangs on the side of the tour bus startling all three of them.

"Harry I love you!"
"Tell us if larry is real!"
"Liam show me your ten inch pain train!"
"Louis show us your bum!"

Scream after scream was drown out by even more screams.

Louis' eyes instantly went foggy again, clouding with tears as he dropped fully into omega space.

"Shit"

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Zayn watched the smaller crowd of fans flock back to the bus, shouting obscenities that not even Zayns fucked up brain could comprehend.

He weighed out the options on his head.

He could A, call Niall to come drive by and attract the stragglers, B, go out there himself and get mauled, or C, do nothing and wait it out here while his band mates struggled with a maniac crowd and an sensitive omega.

He didn't like option C much and option A probably would just attract more people to the bus, putting them back at square one.

So, with a loud sigh and a prayer to Allah, he stepped out into the bitter coldness that came with the crisp time of about two in the morning.

He walked slowly, hoping to drag this out as long as he could.

He wasn't a touchy person. He didn't like being touched unless it was the right people and right now, he was more than sure he was about to get his clothes ripped from his body.

But, this was for Louis.

The small, precious omega that he loved so dearly.

He cleared his throat once. Nobody turned around.

He cleared his throat louder. Nobody turned around.

Just as he was about to try for the third time, he heard the scream.

He was seen.

The impact of many hands on his body came almost instantly as loud shouts and yells of fan girls crowded around him.

He was out of his element and honestly felt like crying, but it was worth it.

He diverted the attention from Louis and the bus and watched as it drove to a better location. They'd be back for him with no doubt. Security was probably on their way to get him right now.

For Louis.

Always for Louis.