One Direction Comes To PAKISTAN!

Chapter 2- Band Meeting

LOUIS' P.O.V:

I was asleep in my comfy bed in mine and the boys apartment. I was sound asleep, lost in my dreams when I was suddenly woken by some hard shoving and shaking.

"Louis? Louis!" I had someone say into my ear. I just groaned and sank my head deeper into the pillow.

"LOUIS! GET UR LAZY ASS UP!" I sat up with a start. It was Liam.

"What the hell Liam! What's wrong?" I groaned in my sleepy voice. We had all gotten to sleep really late yesterday so I wasn't quite happy to get up. I wanted to sleep more.

"Well Zayn says he wants to have a serious band meeting so he wants us to gather in the lounge."

"Oh okay." I said, rubbing my eyes. "I'll be down in a minute."

Liam nodded and got out of my room, closing the door behind him. I got out of bed and walked towards the closet. I started thinking about what Zayn had to say.

For some reason I knew it was about last night and the comments of the fans on the twit-cam. I know I was the most immature and childish one in the band. But I was also the oldest, and I knew how to read the boys and their thoughts. You could say I was more observant.

I wasn't gonna ponder on the possibility of the subject any longer. Let's go find out.

I got changed into a blue and white striped shirt and grey sweatpants and headed downstairs. I entered the lounge where all the boys already sat with serious expressions plastered on their faces. Well that's not good.

"There you are Louis! Zayn said to wait for you so everyone was present when he started!" Niall said, bouncing excitedly.

I sat down next to Harry and ruffled his always perfect-though-not so-perfect hair which made him bat my hands away irritatedly.

"So what was it you wanted to talk about Zayn?" Liam asked from the other end of the couch. Zayn sat in the swing-chair with Niall looking at his hands in his lap. Now he looked somewhat nervous unlike a while ago.

ZAYN'S P.O.V:

I sat there nervously remembering last night and the twit-cam.

Yeah, I admit that I've always wanted to go to PAK. And after last night's comments, I felt even more of an urge to go and see what the people thought of us there and to learn more about the cultures that my grandparents had inherited. My father had gone there before, but I was very young then. But never would I want to go alone.

"Um, well, you guys remember last night right?" I asked nervously.

"Yeah..." They all said in response.

"Well you know they were all talking about Pakistan and you also know that my dad is from there so it's like half me. Well last night really made me happy wh- when I heard that so many people are directioners over there, and um I mean, I mean they really like us! So I was th- thinking that um, that..." I started to stutter.

"You thought what?" Harry urged me when I paused for too long.

I didn't know how to ask them this. I didn't know what their reactions would be. I guess I was just kinda afraid they'll say no.

"I...I..." I started stuttering again. 

"You want to go visit Pakistan don't you?" Louis spoke up before I stutter any further.

"YES!" I spoke out a bit too loud. I got a little embarrassed and blushed. I scolded my self for flushing up like a total girl, but hey, these were my mates.