LIAM
Tons of fans were screaming at the entrance of the under twenty-one club. Zayn smiled at me and nodded getting out of the car before I did. I put my grey hoodie up, after this I had a party for my parents to go to so I looked nicer than usual besides my hoodie and sunglasses. Which let's be honest what dick where's sunglasses at night, I mean I have to, but still.
I ran around the large crowd as I watch Zayn run into the club along with a bunch of fans. I ran around back waiting for the big metal door to open. Finally, Zayn opened the door a smile painted on his face. "Took ya long enough." I said lowly Zayn just chuckled.
"Hurry up and get in here ya ass." He joked. I wasted no time getting up to the stage leaving my sweatshirt by the large metal door. I waved to the crowd "Hello!" I shouted.
Zayn and I sang my hit single strip that down. I threw my sunglasses into the crowd girls screaming.
NIALL
I waited and waited for my sister to get out of the club but to no avail. I got fed up and got out of the car stomping around the crowd in the front of the club. Groaning I went behind the back a big metal door was there. I tried opening it, but it was locked. It finally opened hitting me. I groaned in pain looking up to see him.
"Oh my God! Are you okay?" Liam questions I looked up at him and squinted.
"Well gee I don't know! You hit me with that metal door!" I shouted and he looked down at me and tried to smile his way out of it.
"We need to get you to a hospital." He said and shook my head.
"No. I need to go home with my younger sister." I sassed. He rolled his eyes.
"Zayn will take care of your sister won't ya Zayn?" He asked looking up at the boy, that looked like he chiseled my the gods, and smiled.
"Yeah what's her name?" He asked with a smile.
"Denise Horan. Short brown hair kinda tall." I shrugged, "Wait. No. No. I need to get home." I said looking between both of the boys.
"Hospital then home, yeah?" I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever." I scowled at him. I walked over the pasengers door I bent over to open it when it hit me, Liam hit me yet again. "Ow! What the hell?"
He chuckled nervously, "I gotta stop doing this."
"Ya don't say." I scowled at him. Zayn stood at my door, my door was opened, as they talked I didn't pay attention as I felt like I was about to yack. I puked all over Zayn shoes and he squeeled.
"What the fuck?! These are my new shoes!"
"I'm sorry. I'll get you new ones." Liam said then closed my door. After a bit of awkward sclience he turned on his song, Strip that down.
"Strip that down girl I love it when the ground girl." She sang looking over at me I rolled my eyes.
"O-M-G I'm in Liam Paynes car! And he is singing. A fans one dream!" I squeeled scarcistically.
"Yea I mean-" I cut him off.
"Just one problem I'm not a fan." I said looking out the window.
"Wh-What? Your not? So you don't want an autograph?" The self-centered jackass question.
"Of fucking course not you dope!" I spat, "Actually the quite opposite of that." I said folding my arms. "I just... Wanna go home." I sighed.
After the hospital he bribed the doctor with his car so he could use his shitty one. He started driving without asking directions, "Um. I thougt you were taking me home." I said clearly angry.
"I will... We need to make a quick stop." I frowned and started to pout saying insults about him under my breath.