yoooo i've been eating like mega shit these past couple days ripppp my stomach.

also! a lil goal for this chap :) so lets try to shoot for at least two commenters? maybe three? I dont bite i swear ;-;. 

Its just that there's almost twenty reads a chap and most of the time one person comments. ;-; rip, do i suck??

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Niall and Zayn were forcibly escorted to the chambers main control room. This was the office of the overseer of the chamber, and where the boys would both be submerged into a rad bath. 

Once they had entered, they saw Lea and Liam rounded up as well, victims of association. 

A giant super computer was behind the chair where the overseer sat, towering over the official as to symbolize that the computer was the actual one in charge. 

 All four visitors had been pushed to the middle of the room with high tech guns pointed to their heads, in case they decided to escape. 

Liam and Lea stood tall, looking the overseer directly in the eyes as he spoke. They seemed almost robotic with their reactions to this situation. 

Zayn was casual, as if it hadn't been his first time in this situation, and decided to spend his last moments checking out the guards that glared at him. 

Niall, on the other hand, had his hands up and flinched at every word spoken. He was slouching with his eyes barely able to stay open from how extreme his face was contorted in fear.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" The overseer asked, kicking his feet off the desk and leaning forward with curiosity. 

"He," A member said, pointing to Zayn, "was caught destroying a protectron and damaging turrets."

"Hey, it's not my fault that shits easy to break," Zayn countered, putting his hands up to show his innocence. 

"Zayn," Niall whispered, "Be quiet! They're gonna dunk us in the bath and turn us into ghouls!"

Zayn looked over at Niall and shrugged. 

"It isnt." The member bit back, in a snarky tone. 

"Don't kid yourself, the main control unit was on the back of the protectron plus it wasn't waterproof," Zayn looked behind him and shot the member a smug smile, "And dont even get me started on the aim of the turrets."

The overseer watched the whole interaction take place, analyzing Zayn's speech. 

"You seem to know a lot about technology." The overseer spoke, focusing his attention on Zayn. 

Zayn nodded his head, not saying anything. 

"Would you like a job here?" He continued to ask, "After we asses you, of course." 

Zayn snorted, "No can do, i have my own job to work." 

"What's that?" 

Zayn slightly squinted, taking time to pick his words carefully, "We are on our way to track down a group who may contain a weapon that cures ghouls." 

"And whom do you work with?" Now the overseer squinted, suspicious of the ghoul curing weapon. 

Zayn paused, giving Lea a chance to but in, "The institute, Sir." 

The overseer's eyes widened, "Hmm, that seems a little strange."

Lea and Liam stayed silent, giving Zayn the floor again, "If you have a problem, we can always get you in contact with our leader." 

"No, no. That's quite alright," He sighed, waving off the idea, "Okay, let's dunk these babies." 

Long, metal chains with thick cuffs lowered from the ceiling and attached to the wrists of the four. 

They were hoisted up as the floor beneath them opened to reveal a large, nuclear waste pool. It was glowing neon lime and bubbled every other second. 

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," Niall cried, his chest heaving, "This is it, we're dying." 

Every inch closer they were lowered down to the rad bath was another piece of Niall's self control was lost. 

He could practically feel the bright heat of the chemicals burn and bubble on his skin, then flow into his bloodstream and drive him crazy.

"You said we'd find Harry!" Niall looked over at Zayn, helpless, "You promised!" 

The raven haired boy was at a loss for words. 

"Wait," The overseer halted the lowering, "Harry Styles?" 

"Yes! That's him, my doctor!" Niall grinned so wide, his cheeks felt numb, "We're looking for him!" 

The overseer nodded, and ordered the members, "Wait."

"I've decided to spare you people because of your association with Harry. He drove out a rather pesky ghoul that inhabited this place for a while with his weapon," The overseer explained, "But i spare you under the task that you must bring him, or at least his weapon, back to this chamber."

"Yes, of course,-" 

"You do understand the difficulties of that request, right?" Zayn interrupted Niall, squinting at the official, "We're going to need a lot more than your pardon." 

"What would you like?" The man begrudgingly replied, crossing his arms over his chest. 

"More supplies of water and food, four weapons of choice from this chamber," Zayn hummed, scanning the overseers desk, "Oh, and that tape you have there." 

The official studied Zayn for a second before sighing, "You heard the man." 

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"Are you going to play it?" Niall asked, almost bursting with anticipation. 

Zayn glanced over at Lea and Liam, who were in earshot of them, "In a bit, cookie." 

"Can i listen to it with you?" Niall threw on his best cheesy smile. 

"Sure." 

"Okay, so when will we listen to it?" Niall questioned, looking at the tape in Zayn's hands. 

"I'll tell you when." The older boy responded, first finding Niall's impatience cute but now annoying. 

The group decided to head back to the hotel they originally met at, for the shelter and distance. 

They were just entering the lobby when Niall had remembered the tape Zayn had asked for, and he was excited because he thought Harry might have made the tape or been in it.

Lea got a room by herself at the end of the hall, but Liam was thinking on getting a room closer to his new friends. 

"Are you aware of the open rooms upstairs? I would like to bunk close to you tonight." Liam smiled a bit bashfully, looking at the pair.

"I slept on the fifth floor last time, so get a room up there." Zayn lied. 

Niall furrowed his eyebrows at Zayn, "Well, my room was on the second floor. But, i dont know about any open rooms. You could sleep in mine if you wanted, but i dont have a second bed." 

"Really?" Liam gasped, "Sure! I dont need a bed to sleep, i can sleep anywhere. Thank you so much!" 

"You're welcome." Niall beamed, accepting the hug Liam gave him.

 Zayn suppressed and eye roll, why can't Liam just sleep by himself? 

"Can he listen to the tape too?" Niall asked Zayn. 

"No," Zayn growled, getting frustrated, "And you won't either." 

"But i thought you said-" 

"Well, you thought wrong." Zayn huffed, crossing his arms over his chest and impatiently waiting for his room key. 

"I dont understand why you're upset." Liam spoke, confused as why his friend was acting so weirdly. 

"I dont understand why you think it's okay to talk to me." Zayn bit, snatching the keys to his room once they were placed on the table and storming off.

"Goodnight." Niall meekly called after him, sighing when he got ignored. 

He turned to Liam and picked up their key, "Dont worry, if he's mean to you he liked you." 

"That doesn't make sense. Why would you treat someone you like so horribly?" Liam asked, feeling heavy after his interaction with Zayn. 

Niall thought about the question and didn't respond, maybe Zayn didn't like him. 

He felt his heart constrict when he thought of times where him and Zayn had a good time together. Those moments meant a lot to Niall, but probably nothing to Zayn. 

It hurt Niall, a lot. 

Since he liked Zayn, a lot.

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I had mcdonalds twice today and i feel like an elephant. oh well lmao it was good tho.

I hope you guys enjoyed! blegh i have so much shit to do, hopefully i can update. 

I've kinda been lowkey forshadowing stuff and i hope none yall figure this out. 

unedited (as always)