A big sigh escapes my mouth as I fall onto the couch in my hotel room. We have just finished a concert and it's now 12:30am. Harry cracks his neck and lifts his shirt off, exposing his fit body.
"That was fun" He croaks
"Yeah.. Although it's always fun"
He grunts in agreement and sits in an armchair. I sit cross legged on my bed and run my hand through my hair.
"Knock knock!" I hear zayn's voice outside.
Harry opens the door to reveal Zayn, Niall and Liam carrying some sort of take away. I take a deep breath through my nose and smell the air. Curry. Chicken. Spicy. Rice. It's Thai food.
Soon enough we are all sitting in a circle on the floor, eating. I burp loudly. Liam burps louder. Niall burps the loudest. We all laugh, then continue eating. It's times like these when we are alone, together, as friends, as brothers, when I appreciate this life the most. We love our music, and it's so special doing it with your best friends. It's what we've always dreamed of, and it's now our reality. I look at everybody. Niall scoops up his rice. Harry slurps his coke. Liam neatly eats his curry. Zayn swallows the last bit of his chicken.
"I love you guys so much" I half laugh half say as Niall spills curry sauce all down his front, groaning.
They all look up at me. Harry grins. "We know."
I roll my eyes.
"We love you too, bro" Liam puts his hand on my shoulder. I smile at him.
"Stop!" Zayn puts his hands in the air as the silence is broken. "We are NOT going to be touchy feely. I'm sorry, but I refuse to be that girly" we all laugh.
As soon as we finish, the atmosphere turns serious.
"How's Danielle, Liam?" I ask, smiling at him.
He shrugs. "Still beautiful. Still charming. Still perfect"
I almost roll my eyes. Those two are made for each other. I lean back against the wall and sigh. The others go deep into conversation while I close my eyes and think. One direction is big. We all know that. We all know the consequences and the requirements and the expectations. We all know how it can effect us mentally, and how we all need to help and support each other. There has been depression and suicide floating in the air on several occasions, but we have always been there for each other. Our life is a dream, and I still feel as if this isn't real.
"Louis? You right there mate?" Liam's voice echos in my ear. I open my eyes to see them all looking at me.
"Yeah," I respond, "just thinking about things"
They nod and I can tell they know I don't want to explain. They already know anyway. As a peaceful silence takes over, my phone rings.
I hear giggling in the background.
"Hellloo? If somebody is prank calling I swear to god I'm not dealing with it"
No answer other than laughing.
I hang up, then sigh.
"I don't know HOW, but I've been getting a couple of prank calls lately and it's so irritating!"
The others nod. Liam shakes his head.
"Do you think...what about kat and Soph?"
"They wouldn't" I say instantly
"Katie wouldn't anyway" Niall says.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Harry states defensively.
"What it means is that Sophie is a huge fan, bigger than Sophie, and all I'm saying is that she would be more likely-"
Niall doesn't get to finish his sentence. Harry storms out of the hotel room. Rolling my eyes, I turn to Niall.
"He ll cool off, don't worry about it. You are right, although I think I have an idea of who it is"
I scroll through my contacts and place my finger on the name.
"Hey, Celia? Yeah, we need to talk."
A/N: sorry this is short, but I hope you enjoy.