In The Arms Of An Angel- Chapter 1

Niall Horan jogged into the room filled with his best friends. Harry, Liam, Louis and Zayn. He loved them, like brothers. He would do anything for them, and he did, everyday. All Niall looked for was a little pride from his bandmates. Did he recieve this praise? No. But of course, Niall kept giving. "Hey guys! Need anything?" Niall asked, keeping that warm, Irish grin on his face. It never left, he always had it on. Even Liam looked mad this morning though. "No Niall." Zayn grunted. Niall still kept smiling. "Alright then. Liam? Why so mad? And everyone else." Niall asked, taking a seat on the floor next to Liam who was sitting in front of a giant AC heater. "Our AC shut off again!" Liam exclaimed, making Niall flinch at the volume. Niall know wore an inquisitive face instead of the warm smile. The AC heater HAD been shutting on and off for about a week now. "I don't know." Niall said, finally just shrugging his shoulders. "Do you just shrug EVERYTHING off Niall? We are gonna freeze to death, but oh, it's okay. Let Niall 'shrug it off'."  Harry rolled his eyes at the blonde boy. Niall thought nothing of it, like he does most of the boys crude remarks like that. "And I guess YOU know Harry?" Louis grunted, shifting his gaze to Harry. Harry stuck his middle finger in the air at Louis. Louis returned it with the same gesture. They did that a lot, they all did. Not Niall. "So. Nothing else new?" Niall chipped, trying to change the subject. Zayn rolled his eyes. "Naw. Just this d*mn thing NEVER works!!" Zayn exclaimed, swinging around more curse words as he mumbled under his breath. "Stop cussing Zayn.." Liam grumbled, fooling around with the buttons and switches on the AC heater, in hopes messing with it will turn it back on. Niall knew Zayn had a problem with cussing. He did it all the time, sometimes on purpose, sometimes they slip. But he meant it now, and Niall knew it. Zayn stood and flipped the middle finger at them all and walked into the kitchen. "Liam can take that AC and shove it up his a**." Zayn mumbled, but loud enough for the ALL to hear. "F**k you you b**ch!" Liam yelled, staning up, being eye level with Zayn, though in different rooms.  "Guys, please stop." Niall pleaded a little making Zayn snarl at him before breaking Liam's cold stare to sit back down in the chair. "All of you are acting ridiclous." Louis rolled his eyes at the two, recieving the bad finger gesture at him, and he returned it. Niall stood and proceeded to the door. "You sure you don't need anything?" NIall asked, stopping and looking back at the angry boys. "A screwdriver would be appreciated Niall." Liam said calmly, trying to recover from he and Zayn's short falling out. Niall smiled, nodded and walked out of the door into the bright afternoon sunlight. "Appreciated.. that would be great." Niall said aloud to himself as he jogged/walked to the store. The crosswalk was broken and they were fixing it and Niall knew it but continued to walk. The feeling of having the boys appreciate Niall's help overflowed him and he didn't notice at first the oncoming bus. But he noticed it afterwards.. after it had hit him.