Prompt: Niall Centric Zianourry where the boys watch The last House on the Left and Niall starts freakin out in the middle of it. They calm him down and ask him why he's so scared and Niall finally tells them that he used to have a sister, but she was raped and brutally murdered like the girls in the movie?
The boys decided they’d watch a horror movie, since it was on of their rare days off. The Take Me Home tour has been a lot of fun, but the boys needed a day off. Management agreed for them to have a day off, but as long as they worked hard the next. The boys agreed with this and soon, they were spending a relaxing day together.
“What do you wanna watch?” Louis asked the group, his eyes skimming over the different movies they had. “OH! Can we watch The Last House On The Left?!” Yelped an excited Harry. Liam chuckled at the youngest and nodded, agreeing. “Sure!” Louis laughed, placing the disk in the DVD player and pressing ‘play’.
Niall sat, snuggled into the corner of the couch, holding a blanket over his body. He remembered hearing about this movie, and didn’t ever want to see it for personal reasons. The boys didn’t know, but Niall knew they were about to find out.
Half way through the movie, Niall was in tears and was literally shaking in both fear and sadness. Silent sobs wracked his body, but that was enough to attract the attention of Zayn, who was sitting closest to him. “Ni? Babe, what’s wrong?” Zayn asked, concerned, catching the attention of the other four. Liam paused the film as Zayn pulled the blonde onto his lap.
“Ni, are you scared?” Louis asked, a small smile playing on his lips. Niall choked back more tears, and tried calming himself down. He sniffled a few times, before the tears stopped completely. “Now, what’s wrong, babe? Why are you so scared?” Harry asked softly, rubbing his hand up and down Niall’s back under his shirt.
Niall sniffed once more before opening his mouth, “I-I used to have a s-sister…s-she was…s-she w-was…r-r-r-raped and m-murdered…j-just like the g-g-girls in the m-movie…” That was all he could muster before bursting into sobs again.
The four Brits looked at each other, wide eyed and shocked. They hadn’t known this about their blonde friend. They finally snapped out of their shocked condition to comfort the now hysterical Irishman. “Babe, why didn’t you tell us before? We wouldn’t have watched it if we had known.” Zayn cooed, pressing a light kiss to the mop of blonde hair resting against his chest.
“I-I-I-I didn’t w-want t-to ruin o-our day o-off-f.” Niall sobbed, his hands fisting Zayn’s shirt. Louis stroked his hair, whispering soothing words in his ear. “You wouldn’t have ruined our day, love. We just want you to be happy. How about we just cuddle now?” Liam suggested, lacing his fingers through Niall’s.
The four boys nodded in agreement and soon enough, they were all curled up in their bed. Niall being in the middle, Louis and Zayn on either side of him. Harry behind Zayn and Liam behind Louis. Each boy had a hand on Niall as a form of comfort for the blonde.
Niall looked outside the window, seeing a star shining more brighter than the others…he knew that was his little sister. He smiled as a lonesome tear trickled down his cheek. “I love you…” He whispered, staring at the star. Soon enough, his eyes were drooping and he cuddled more into Zayn’s warm and bare chest, letting sleep finally take over.