Liam, Daddy Direction, is having a bad day. A very, very bad day. His parents were in a car accident the day before, and he's obviously very sad about it. He notices Louis is having a bad day. Since he's the daddy of the group, he would usually go to check on him, but he doesn't, and everyone notices, even Louis is a little weirded out. Mostly the others though, and they call him out for it. He ends up in his room, crying, with no one to talk to.

LIAM POV:
I'm about to wake the others up, when my phone starts ringing.

I answer the number, not entirely knowing who it is.

"Hello?"

"Yes, is this Liam J. Payne?"

"Y-yea?"

"I am sorry to be the one to deliver this news, Mr. Payne, but your parents have been in a bad car accident."

Tears form around my eyes.

"H-how bad is it!?"

"We-we're not sure about that yet, but so far, it's not looking too good."

"Th-thanks for telling me..." I say before hanging up.

Just then, someone knocks on the front door.

I quickly wipe my tears away, and head to the door.

I answer.

"Hey Liam," Paul says.

I just nod, and signal him to come in.

"What's wrong?"

"N-nothing."

"Ok... well where're the others?"

"I- they're not awake yet."

"Don't you usually wake them?"

I shrug.

"I guess so."

"Ok, I can do it if you want?"

I nod.

"Please."

He goes to each of their rooms and wakes them up.

The boys come out, seemingly confused.

"Why is it so late? And why did Paul wake us up?"

I shrug.

"We're leaving soon."

"How soon?"

"Twenty minutes."

"Twenty minutes!? Why didn't you get us up earlier," Louis says.

More tears form at my eyes, but I quickly wipe them away.

"I-I'm sorry," I say, my voice obviously breaking.

They all walk off to get ready, and I stay with Paul.

"You gonna tell me what's up, buddy? I just wanna help."

I slowly shake my head.

"Later."

"Ok, whatever you're comfortable with," he says smiling.

I nod and look at my phone to distract myself for the rest of the time.

Fifteen Minutes Later
LIAM POV:
"Time to go!" Paul shouts out.

I quickly grab my stuff, and get up.

I sit next to Paul, in the passenger seat.

It's about an hour drive, to the interview, for some reason, so I have time.

After about ten minutes in the car, I decide I'm ready, at least to tell Paul.

"I-I can tell you what happened now, I think..." I slowly say.

He nods.

"I'm all ears, but take as much time as you need."

I nod, grateful for his kindness.

"My-" before I know it, tears are already spilling out of my eyes.

I take a second to breathe, before I start again.

"My parents, th-they-they're in... in the hos-hospit-hosp-hospital because, I know they were driving to se-ee me, but then they we-re in an accident..."

Paul gives me a sad look, as if he doesn't know what to say.

"How are they doing?"

I shrug.

"No on really told me anything about that, just that they didn't really know or something."

He nods.

"Do you know where exactly they are?"

I shake my head.

"We'll try to visit them if we can, yea?"

I nod.

"Thanks Paul."

He nods.

"Any time, have you told the boys yet?"

I quickly shake my head.

"No! I'm Daddy Direction! I-I can't let them down..."

"Aww, Liam, it's ok to take a break when you need it."

I shake my head.

"I'm not going to let you suffer without your brothers, what about this? You have to tell at least one of them by the end of the day, alright?"

I nod.

"Ok."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

After the Interview
LIAM POV:
We pile back into the van, in our same seats.

Earlier, I noticed Louis looking a little sad, but I didn't know what to do, so I just ignored it.

"Louis' in the bathroom."

"Did anyone else notice he looked a little down earlier?" Niall asks.

The three of us nod.

"Daddy Direction to the rescue!" Harry says playfully.

I shake my head.

"Huh?"

"No, one of you guys can cheer him up."

Paul looks at me knowingly, with a hint of worry on his face.

I just shrug him off.

"What do you mean, Li?"

"But YOU'RE Daddy Direction! We can't take your job," Zayn smiles.

"I DON'T CARE!" I shout.

I immediately cover my mouth with my hand, but they just scoff at me.

I look at Paul.

He puts a hand on my back.

"They'll forgive you, it's gonna be ok."

I nod.

"C-can I have a hug, Paul?"

He gives me a sad smile and nods.

We hug for a bit, until Louis gets back.

At Home
LIAM POV:
I notice Louis immediately goes up to his room.

I'm about to do the same, when Harry grabs my shoulder.

"What's up with you today!?"

"Wh-what do you mean?" I ask.

"Yesterday you were completely fine and happy, and now you won't even cheer up Louis, even though he looks down..."

"It's none of your business," I say, almost sadly.

"Yes it is! We're all in the same band. So tell me why you're being such a BITCH today!"

"I-I don't mean to-"

Harry scoffs again and turns away.

I head up to my room, guiltily.

After ten minutes, my pillow is completely stained with tears.

I'm sobbing, and loudly, and I know it.

Though, the others don't seem to give a sh-

My thoughts are cut off when someone knocks on my door.

FUCK!

I scramble around, throwing another blanket over my bed, and, attempting, to wipe my tears away.

"C-c-come in," I say, my voice obviously breaking, again.

Louis enters the room, and sits down next to me.

"I-I heard you crying, Liam," he says, looking at me.

"O-oh..."

"And, uh, you're a bit off today, as Daddy Direction, no offense (How the hell am I supposed to phrase that?)," he says.

I nod.

"So, what-what's wrong?"

I know he already knows, so I don't try to hold back the waterfall flowing out of my eyes. (That sounds so weird, honestly.)

"My parents, they..."

I pause for a while, before continuing.

"They're in the hospital..."

Another pause.

"They were driving to see me and then... then..."

"Were they in a crash..?"

I nod.

Louis immediately puts his arms around me, and I dive in.

The feeling is warm.

(I don't ship Lilo, just saying.)

"I just don't know what to do anymore," I mumble out.

I hug him harder, wrapping my hand tightly around the fabric of his sweater.

He lets me sit there for a while, before he finally lets go.

"It's gonna be ok, you're not alone..." he whispers, rubbing small circles on my back.

After that, we just sit there for a while.

"Is- are you ok today?" I ask him, breaking the silence.

"Just a bit tired I guess, thanks for asking."

"Well, I am Daddy Direction..." I say, mocking Harry as best as I can.

The impression sucks, but he gets it anyways.

"Did Harry say something to you or something?"

I immediately look down at my hands.

"I- he kept saying that I should check on you because... that."

"Aww, I'll talk to him later. Don't listen to him, you can take a break if you need to, and everyone needs to at some point."

"Thanks..."

He smiles.

"D-did you happen to tell anyone else?"

I nod.

"Just Paul, he made me promise to tell at least one of you guys by the end of the day..."

"Good 'ol Paul."

"Mhmm."

"So, do you want me to give you some time alone? Or I could stay? Whatever you want."

"C-can you stay for a bit? Please?"

He nods.

"Of course, wanna watch a movie or something?"

I nod.

"Toy Story?" he asks, smirking, knowing it's my favorite movie.

"Ok!"

He turns it on.

"Yikes, do you always use this many blankets?"

"Not this one," I say, "I-I didn't want you to see the-the tear marks..."

"Aww, come 'ere."

He takes off the blanket and we just stay there for a few hours.

Eventually, I fall into a peaceful sleep, wrapped in Louis' arms.

(Louis tells the others later or something, make it up yourself, I thought that was a good enough ending.)

I think this was cute, I mean the end, but what do you think?

By the way, I've never actually proofread something, (not even in school *guilty*) so yea, you're gonna get what you're gonna get. Also, I never learned how to type, and I don't use autocorrect or Grammarly (That spelling doesn't seem right.) or anything ever.

Is it weird to be really good at computers and stuff, but not even be able to type? This author's not took me 67 seconds to type, minus whatever I put after it.

Alright, I'm getting off topic, see ya next time! (Ima update Niall Horan Phobia Fics next, I got 3 prompts, then I'll go back to this book.)

(This is like a few days after I posted, by the way, just sent this to an AI and they didn't roast me at all! LOL!)

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