Niall’s view:
“Niall it's time to go.” Liam called up stairs to me. I have locked myself in my room to play Mortal Kombat and eat. I didn’t even have to leave to wee. This was how we usually spent our days off but instead Liam decided to volunteer me to spend hours in a studio. I fooled Liam with my little act in the cab last night. If I pretend I'm happy then no one will know how scared and unhappy I am. I'll admit it; it felt amazing crying in the cab. I did feel better besides the headache afterwards. “Niall!” He called again. He decided he would spend four consecutive hours in the studio with me. I'll admit another thing, pretending to be happy does actually make me feel happy; that or I'm just that great of an actor.
“Coming!” I yelled still playing my Xbox game. I knew we had time to get there. I paused the game and slid on my shoes. I was ready besides those. I headed downstairs and found Liam waiting at the door. We headed out and got into the car. Liam was driving and I was just sitting silently.
“How do you feel??” He asked.
“Great!” Lie. I feel like throwing a fit and hitting someone. Ok, maybe not that but I do feel pretty crappy.
“That’s my Niall.” He smiled at me. This was almost too easy.
“How long am I recording for??” I asked him because I really want to just be in my room doing nothing.
“Since your voice isn’t as raw as yesterday you may only be here one to two hours. I said four yesterday just because I didn’t want our producers to throw a fit.” He chuckled.
“Good thinking.” I mumbled. Everyone throws fits about us, whether it is Simon because we didn’t get through everything in one day, or it's our publicist because we were seen hanging out with the wrong people. We pulled in and he got out. I took a minute to get out because I needed to sigh and take a breather. Once I got out Liam cocked a brow at my action. I shrugged for a response and we walked in. Liam was headed to the studio passed all the records on the wall from the people that signed here. I followed and started to do a scale so I could do my job, do it well, and be done.
“Here he is.” Liam shoved me in the booth and started to leave.
“Wait, where are you going??” I asked into the microphone. The producer pushed a button and I repeated myself.
“I'm going to bring us back some food and coffees.” He was always thinking of others. Sometimes it was so annoying because you just wanted him to think of himself but then again, what would we do without him?? I nodded and he left.
“Ok Niall let’s start with the note you do after Zayn's G.” He started to play the music in my ears and I listened for a whilst then started on my cue. I sang it and I sang it again, then again. He was satisfied after seven or seventeen takes. I was going to be here for a long time. Soon after we finished Midnight Memories we moved on to track two. He said we could get a fresh start so I'll be ahead of the others. We were just in the middle of track two when Liam got back. He was carrying large bags full of more bags. “I guess we can take a break.” Our producer said digging into bags. I came out and Liam handed me a bag. I did the same as our producer and took the bag Liam was holding out to me. We ate in silence that stayed unbroken.
“How is it going??” Liam asked after a gulp.
“Great. Niall’s vocals are actually peaking.” Our producer said after a sip of pop.
“Maybe I should get hungover more often.” I laughed and they didn’t. I guess the joke didn’t pass.
“How about we record the rest.” Our producer was holding a burger and pushing buttons on the sound board. I stood up and headed back into the booth. Liam sat down and started to play with his phone. My mind was somewhere else and I needed to pretend to have it here. I sang what I needed too and Liam seemed so happy I was ok. He was smiling and kept taking pictures of me to tweet or Instagram. I even posed for a few. “Ok, Niall. Let’s call that good for today.” He said doing some mixing on the board.
“Thanks.” I took off the headset and set it on the microphone stand. When I walked out Liam wasn’t there anymore. I gave our producer a quizzical look.
“He's at the car.”
“Thanks.” I nodded to him again and left feeling better. I was ahead of the boys on recording and I didn’t have anything to do today. Maybe I could go out. Maybe not. I will most likely call Selena and see what she is doing. She is still in Brazil but I could at least talk to her. Liam was watching me. “Yes??” I asked him looking myself over too.
“You look better.” He smiled and patted me on the back.
“Well I feel better.” I smiled. It wasn’t too forced but to cheese it up I did have to force it some. I hated lying, especially to Liam, but they wouldn’t leave me alone otherwise.
“We can tell. The others are feeling really pumped about our show. How do you feel about??” He glanced at me then to the road again.
“I feel really great. I just hope there isn’t too much talk about it. I really don’t want to have problems because of a stupid reality TV show.” I sighed. There is always drama in this business and I'm done with it.
“I know. We really need a star that doesn’t play that way.” Liam read my mind.
“Someone who is down to earth and has something to keep her grounded.” I smiled thinking about the idea of having that something.
“Someone who doesn’t take up drama like a game of win or lose.”
“Exactly.” I agreed. We continued the car ride in silence. At home everything was the same old same old. Harry and Louis were doing something. Zayn was nowhere to be known. Liam headed into the office we had and I went straight to my room to lock the door and continue moping in the dark.

Notes

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