drag me down.

Niall looked down as they went up to the cash register, it didn't sit well with him what they were doing. But if this is what Simon wants then it's what they're going to do, although Simon's the biggest pain in the ass and is rarely the kindest person he has the good of England and the rest of the land in his mind and he wouldn't steer them wrong for no reason. If he says that they need Zayn then they need Zayn. "Yeah" Niall agrees silently as he watched Louis grab yet another candy bar from a rack by them and adds it to the other items. "I'm gonna head to the car alright," He tells the two, knocking his hand against Liam's before he exits the store. He watches Harry from the front of the store for a few seconds, just gazes as Harry fixes Zayn's rucked up shirt, it's so oddly intimate that he doesn't want to go and interrupt him but then Harry turns his head and catches his eyes and smiles, short and a little lop sided. Niall thinks Harry's gonna be alright, he thinks they all are. Walking up to the car he opens the passenger seat and slides in "Hey mate, the lads are just finishing up" he tells the other, pulling his seat belt on and turning in his seat so he could look at the two,"You clocked him really hard, think he'll wake up soon?" Niall asks, eyeing the nasty bruise. Harry frowns, pushing some loose strands from Zayn's face before gently poking the bruise,"He's not in a coma I believe, he'll come too,"

@ zayn.