Niall pov

Shit.

Shitshitehitshitshit.

Liam is going to kill me. Shit.

Fucking shit.

Nonononononono.

This can't be happening.

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.

S h i t.

Before you start to worry about what the hell is going on, I might have done something stupid. Really stupid. I should really being hiding instead of telling you this. But, I need to tell someone. Ok, so, basically a while back I made a promise. I just broke it.

Fuuuucckkk.

Flashback

Liam and I where in the bathroom. I was puking my guts out. Why? Well I was experiencing a hang over. Anyway, Liam is rubbing my back helping me. I finished and fell on his chest.

He whipped the sweat that was on my forehead. "Make me a promise?" I nod. "Keep the drinks to three. You may be Irish, but you are also human." I choke out a laugh and nod.

Anyway, so I may have had more then three. Like 10 more then three.... I know, I know, stupid. Now I am stumbling wasted. And all I can think about is the disappointed looks Liam will be giving me. I tear up a bit at the thought.

An idea came in my mind. Rent a hotel. Ya sure, I said I will be gone for a few hours with Josh without my boyfriends, and now I will be gone for two days but.... Oh what the hell.

3rd person bc 1st is hard as hell

Niall stubbled into the nearest hotel, that was actually in good condition, and went up to the check in. The lady looked up when he coughed. "May I help you?"

He took notice in the fact that she looked a lot like Harry. Curly hair, green eye, even had one or two tattoos on her left arm. He almost called her Harry.

"Ya. I was wondering if I could stay for two nights?" He asked surpriselying not sounding drunk at all.

"Mmm let me check........ Yes there is sir. Name please." Niall literally laughed in happyness.

"Niall Horan." The lady, who's name was Darcy, nodded and typed something.

Niall did the normal things to check in and shit. Soon enough, Niall was in his room, laying on the bed, sleeping.

Next morning

Niall woke up with a excruciating pain in the head. He groaned and then felt he stomach churn. He got up as fast as he could covering his mouth with his hand running to the bathroom. When he reached the toilet he puked.

He was now regreting not going home. He finished and brushed his teeth. (Witch he did with his finger and soap he found.) He went bed to the bedroom shutting the blinds making to room darker. He then sat on the bed pulling out his phone.

30 missed calls from Loueh

32 missed calls from Hazza

30 missed calls from Zach

59 missed calls from Batman

40 new messages from Loueh

50 new messages from Hazza

35 new messages from Zach

70 new messages from Batman

Niall groaned. He was in some deep shit. He did the only logical thing left. Ignore them at all costs. Don't do that. Niall put his phone down right as it started to ring.

He looked down at it to see Paul calling. His eyes went wide knowing what will happen next if he doesn't answer. Also knowing what will happen if he does answer. He chooses to answer.

"Ello."

"Niall James Horan! Where the hell are you." Liam. Liam called. He hung up as fast as he could. He was hyperventilating. He needed to calm down. He took a breath and counted to 10.

Breathe in. Breathe out. 1.

Breathe in. Breathe out. 2.

Pretty soon he was calm and breathing normal. He sat on the top of the bed leaning against the headboard. He sighed and looked at his phone. He went to contacts and called his mom, Maura. Of course being a mother of a child that barley calls, not by choice of course, she picked up on the second ring.

"Hello Niall! What do you need? Food? A place to sleep? Adv-" Niall cut her off. He did however have a small smile at her will to help him at all costs.

"Mom, stop talking so I can answer." He chuckled.

"Sorry Dear. What do you need?"

"Ok 1. I feel affenided that you assume I only call when I need something. 2. Uhhh advise."

Maura laughed lightly at his answer and asked him what he needed it for. "Well.... Hypothetically, let's say person A broke a promise to person B. So now A is hiding from B. B has no clue where A is and is worried. B, C, D, and E are freaking out calling and texting A nonstop. Sense A is ignoring them, B, C, D, and E are probably getting mad. Now, A is perfectly fine, but the others don't know this. What should A do?"

Maura was quiet for a second. "Do B, C, D, and E know where A was last?"

".... Yes. A went out with F. A and F where together until F thought it would be funny to leave A."

"Hmmm. Is F with A now or did he leave, leave?"

"F left, left."

"Ah. So know F and A are missing correct. And A has no clue where F is ether."

Niall's eyes went wide. Then he relaxed remembering that Josh was with a girl and was probably fine. "Well, A is 99.9% sure F is fine."

"Before I help, is there anyone else involve?"

"... Ya. G is also probably worried about A and F. H probably doesn't care enough about A or F because they will use it as proof that A is not gay."

"Mmhm. So, basically You are no where to be found, Josh is probably with a girl, the boys are worried about you, Paul is also probably worried, and Modest! doesn't care?"

Niall gasped. "Is hypothetical." Maura laughed.

"If it was hypothetical, then the details wouldn't be so.... Detailed. My love, call the boys and tell them you are ok. Bye love you!" She hung up not letting him get a word in.

He sighed. His mom left him to die. Looks back down at his phone and goes to contacts. He goes to Louis knowing he would be the calmest.

Of fucking course he picks up on the first ring. "Where the hell are you?" It wasn't Louis. It was Zayn.

"EK!" Niall hung up as soon as Zayn stopped talking.

He called Louis again hoping the boys will understand Niall wants to talk to him. "Hell are you child?"

"Forget the fact I haven't called or anything. It's a long story. Do you know where Josh is?" Niall chuckled.

"..... FOOK!" Louis hung up. Niall snickers knowing that gives him a hour at the most.

The boys

The three boys watched Louis talk to Niall and jump when he yelled. "What happened?!" They all shouted at him.

"Josh. Where is he?" Their eyes go wind. Harry takes his phone out and calls him.

"Hey Jay. Are you ok?...... No Niall never came home and hasn't called until now not really saying anything and reminded us that you are probably not ok...... Shut up..... Ok bye... Ya." Louis rolled his eyes. "That fucker."

Liam raised an eyebrow. "Explan."

"Niall, this little shit, smart, but a lil shit." Louis chuckled a bit. Harry and Zayn gave him a confused look. "Niall is trying to give himself time to get over his hangover. Bet."

Liam growled. The three boys looked surprised and looked at him. "That little-" Liam grabbed his phone and called Niall.

"Get. Your. Ass. Home." He hung up as soon as he was done. The three other boys jump at the venom in his voice.

Time skip bc Idk

Niall walked into the house and was crowded by worried boyfriends. Niall sheepishly hugged them back. Surprisingly Zayn turned into his mother self asking him if he was hurt or something.

"Zayn stop. M'fine." Niall laughed pushing his hand away. Zayn, being Zayn, slapped his hand and continued to baby him.

Niall sighed looking at Louis for help. Louis put his hands up. Harry laughed and helped Niall get Zayn off. Niall was going to get some water, was. Liam stopped him before he could go anywhere. Niall made a small laugh and looked up.

"Look Liam-"

"Are you ok?" Liam asked holding his shoulders with a somewhat tight grip. Niall gulped and nodded. Liam gave him a small smile. "Good." He kissed his forehead and wrapped an arm around his middle and stuffed his face in his hair.

Niall took a breath of his sent, pine, colonel, after save, and a mixture of the other boys. It was home for Niall. The place he should have gone the first time. Home in their arms.

Home.

•-•

SUP MOTHERFUCKERS! AHHHHH!

How are you?

Idk what that was. I am doing something I shouldn't be doing.

Writing another story. Like has chapters and shit. I have three books already and I am doing this. The boys adopt a girl named Darcy and she had a bad past... Ya I need to stop.

Anyway!

Butt

Emma dies again