Book Four: Taken (One Direction)

Zayn's POV

I watched as everyone dragged their luggage into the nicest car I've seen in a while. A black SUV with tinted windows. There were two of them, side by side. One was supposed to contain Brook and Xen and the other was supposed to have the lads and me, but Niall was going to ride with Brook because he didn't want her to feel lonely.

We all thanked the McMillan family for letting us stay with them for what seemed like months but really was only about a week. I was getting pretty excited to go home because Noa was going to be at the airport and I haven't seen her in ages. 

"Zayn?" Louis asked, coming up behind me and tossing an arm over my shoulders. I looked at him curiously. "Did you know that Ayshe left on world mission to freaking Africa? Hannah and Liana too! This is what happens when we can't talk to people," he said. He shook his head and waved again with his free hand at the McMillan family. 

Liam seemed to be talking to Nicole, hopefully telling her that they can't be together anymore. I know, I sound like a dick right now, making Niall say how he really feels about Nicole in front of Liam and wishing that the two of them would break up. No, I'm not in love with Liam; I have Noa and I love her. I'm sure if I were a girl, I'd- never mind, that's another story.

I just feel really strongly that Liam should find what he's looking for in life. He does so much for everyone, he deserves this. The worst bit is that he found what he was looking for over the summer and everything. 

"Okay, let's go," Liam said. We all waved at Brook and Niall and climbed into the to car. "Guys?" Liam asked us, shutting the door behind him. Harry looked at him with wide eyes as he cuddled into me, poised to fall asleep as soon as the car started moving. Truthfully, I'd probably be knocked out right away as well. "I have a plan."

Later On, Brooklyn's POV

"Niall, let's do something! Liam went to go save his relationship, Noa and Zayn went out on a date, Louis went to see Ivory, Harry went up to see Saiah, and we're just sitting around. Let's do something!" 

"Let's make a video," Niall said. 

"Niall, I thought we agreed we wouldn't make a video because Harry would find it and he'd w-"

"Not that kind," Niall said, laughing at me as if I were the most innocent little thing. I stuck my tongue out at him and he reached over to poke me. I swatted his hand away. "You said you wanted to teach me how to dance. Let's just do it on video, give the fans something to smile at. We can use your account because otherwise management will delete it."

"Why would they delete a harmless video of us dancing?" I asked.

"Because..." Niall said. He looked at me with that mischievous smirk dancing across his lips. He then shot up from the couch and ran into the living room. I heard furniture moving around and then I heard him open the hall closet. That's where we keep the video camera and the tri-pod.

"Niall," I said, wandering out of our room and into the living room, shutting the closet door as I walked. He had a thing about leaving things open. "If we're dancing to the song I think we are, count me in because we having done anything... er, fun since we got to the McMillans'."

"We are dancing to the song you think we are," Niall said. He positioned the camera and then took a step back before walking to the furniture-cleared living room. "Well, come here," he said, laughing. He opened his arms for me. I groaned and walked over to him. This might actually end up being pretty funny.

"Hi!" I said, waving at the camera. Niall waved as well.

"My name's Niall and that's Brook," Niall said, sounding adorable. I covered my mouth to keep from laughing, as if people didn't know who Niall freaking Horan is when they saw him. "We know it's been a long time since we did anything fun for you guys, and we've got a big announcement soon, but for now, enjoy this video of us being idiots," Niall said. He picked up the remote to our stereo and pressed play. The song started.

"You had it cued up? You doorknob," I said, smacking his chest with the back of his hand. He laughed and grabbed my waist and spun me in a circle. What song, you ask? Candy Shop by 50 Cent, which is the song that was playing the first time we were dancing in a club with ice cream cones. We got so messy, but it was worth it.