Unlike the first time he was scanned, he didn't feel excited or happy. With each second that passed, he could practically see himself drifting further away from what he used to call his family. Family didn't do these things to one another.

Zayn smirked at the obvious disgust Louis held for his new car while Liam just laughed outright.

He walked over to the car and touched the bonnet. He didn't feel the familiar electrical charge he normally would get from touching his bike.

"Louis you need to name your car" Simon said softly, touching his shoulder.

Louis looked over his shoulder back at Simon.

He saw understanding in his eyes.

He lowered his back to the ugly lifeless car in question and breathed

"Pain"

Harry snorted. "Whatever Louis"

Louis felt his chest constrict, though it had nothing to do with his ribs this time.

Zayn, Liam and Harry all left, seemingly bored with the scene which left Simon and Louis together, standing by Pain.

"Louis, I understand you're upset about all of this, but the band really seem to think it's for the best" he said softly, running a comforting hand down his pink and white streaked back.

"What about you, Simon? Do you think it's for the best?" he said, not meeting his eyes.

Simon was silent for a moment. "In some ways, it is safer for you, but it is obvious to me that you need time to adjust. And it is clear you are unhappy with the arrangement Louis."

Louis nodded absently, deciding that now would be the best opportunity to inform Simon on his suspicions of his 'band mates'.

"Simon, have you noticed how weird everyone has been acting? Everyone is so angry"

Simon stopped rubbing Louis' back.

"I have sensed a lot of tension running between everyone. Although, I thought it perhaps had to do with you changing vehicles."

"It started ever since I got back from the concert. When I did a double take on the bike"

Simon nodded.

"And another thing, whenever anyone on the team touches me, I get this really painful shock and their anger gets worse. What does it all mean?" Louis said.

Now that he was voicing his thoughts aloud, he felt some weight lift from his shoulders. It felt good telling Simon. He would know what to do.

Simon was silent for a moment.

"Perhaps we need to do another round of tests on you in case you brought home some unwanted virus. You say that contact with the band hurts, yet you felt no pain when we were touching a moment ago? Perhaps I am immune from whatever you may possibly be carrying.

"Sorry Zoom, the tests will have to wait, you've got a rehearsal" Simon informed

*

"Okay everyone, keep together and let's make this a quick one" Harry announced as they all got on there bikes to practice

Louis rolled his eyes, finding it very hard to take orders from Harry at the moment. Never the less, he did as was told and kept close to the others.

As bad of a mood Louis was in, he couldn't help the exciting rush

Just at the base of the routine and Liam's purple bike swerved dangerously close to his.

Letting out an exclamation in surprise, Louis swerved away in response, almost hitting Zayn.

"WATCH IT LOUIS!" Zayn yelled angrily over the com, steering out of the way.

Louis struggled with the bulkiness of his ride, attempting to adjust.

Everyone else had already stopped and was getting out of their cars. Zayn was first, storming towards Louis.

Louis, busy undoing his helmet, didn't notice until Zayn grabbed him around the collar.

He bodily hauled him out with a grunt.

Louis ducked just in time to avoid whacking his head on the top of his car.

"Argh! Agura! Put me down" Louis yelled, instinctively kicking her in the knee cap. Not hard enough to break it, but with enough force for him to focus his attention on that rather than Louis.

He dropped him with a shriek and clutched his leg in pain.

Louis stepped back, jerking on the bottom of his suit which had ridden up his stomach slightly from Zayn's grip. Thankfully, he hadn't seemed to upset any injuries.

It was at that point that Louis realised that he hadn't felt pain when Zayn touched him.

Thinking back to when Simon had touched him too, he realised that both times he had been wearing his battle suit. Maybe something in the suit blocked any energy from passing between him and other people.

His theory was proved correct when Zayn straightened back up and slapped him full force across the face.

The pain was excruciating. Not only did it feel like a very powerful slap, (normal for Zayn), but it seemed ten times worse.

Louis fell with the blow to lessen the impact, yet it hardly seemed worth it judging from the pain.

He raised his hand to his cheek and pressed down, hoping to ease the throbbing which seemed to spread to his eyes and down his neck. He squinted through wet eyes which had moistened due to the pain, looking for Agura. Everything was blurry.

He could feel his neck muscles flex and bulge with each twinge radiating through him.

It will dull down in a second, he told himself. But it didn't seem to be.

His cheek felt wet now. Oh please don't be crying in front of everyone! He thought in horror, bringing his hand away from his face and looking at it.

No, not tears. Blood. He thought with relief, and then shook his head at the absurdity of what he was thinking. He would rather be bleeding in front of his team than crying. That didn't seem right.

He sunk to his knees, bringing his hand back to his face as another wave of pain washed over him, originating from his cheek.

He could vaguely hear Zayn shouting something but now all of his concentration was focused on not throwing up.

After what seemed like hours, but was probably in reality more like ten minutes, Louis finally started to feel better.

Something gripped his upper arm and pulled him none to gently upright. Liam.

"Are you right Louis?" Harry asked sarcastically, standing near Zayn

"...'M Fine" he muttered, reminding himself that the hostility from his band mates couldn't be helped right now.

"Well, I don't really care. Come on, we've wasted enough time already" Harry said, walking over to Louis.

He grabbed Louis other arm and pulled him over to his car with Liam.

As they passed Zayn, he cracked his knuckles, glaring daggers at him. Louis ignored it.

"Get in and do the trick better without crashing into us" He raised his hand to press Louis head down so as to get him in the car faster, but Louis was ready this time.

He ducked out of the way, feeling that his only option of staying in relative safety was to avoid all contact with his band mates.

Louis sat down and reached for his helmet, planning on taking a quick spin around the area but Harry stopped him.

"What do you think you're doing?" Niall asked in annoyance.

"My job"

"It's just the sort of thing scum like you would attempt!" Zayn snapped at him, bending her knee as though testing its strength.

The whole while, Louis sat in his uncomfortable chair, dumbfounded. The bands symptoms seemed to have expanded from violence to include paranoia.

"You're joking, right? You want me to jump from right here?"

"Do you have a problem with that?" Harry asked, leaning in dangerously close from the open door.

"Well it won't work" Louis fired back

"Nothing. Although it's not surprising seeing as this test isn't accurate at all!"

"Well, make it accurate" Harry hissed.

"Why don't you get it? I can't jump the whole from this one spot. First of all I need to move around the area, but some height would be optimum and I can't even do that because you took away my other bike and replaced it with this piece of junk!" I shouted, finally losing his cool.

The bands mouths gaped open, shocked of anything to say. Harry recovered first and his expression was replaced with one of pure hate.

"Get. Out. Of the bike" he said, scarily calm.

Louis gulped, but was saved from Simon.

"Hustle, make moves fast!"

Harry glared at Louis a moment longer then swung back towards his bike.

"Alright gang lets do some tricks!"

Louis didn't help much he was still trying to figure out what's wrong with them.

Deciding he didn't care enough anyway,.

"Well done everyone."

"Except for Zoom... Did you have a nice rest there while we did all the hard work?" Niall spat

"Leave him alone Niall, he's just a kid. It's past time for his nap today" Liam smirked

"Whatever guys. Louis , we will all drive around with you while you run the scan. And when we get home, we are gonna have a little talk" Harry sounded mad.

After 20 minutes, the band arrived back on home. They were all in fairly bad moods.

"All I'm saying is that it shouldn't have taken nearly as long. If Louis was good at stunts, we would have been home ages ago!" Zayn ranted

"I'm just glad he finally found it. After eight tries" Niall sneered.

"It wasn't my fault" Zoom didn't really know why he was trying to explain. He knew it would be no use.

"STOP blaming your car Louis!" Vert roared.

His car skidded to a stop, not a few inches too soon.

He got out but seeing as everyone getting out and heading towards him angrily made him realise perhaps they had been trying to contact him.

He ran to the drivers spot throwing him out but the car was almost surrounded, and knowing he didn't want to be there when they descended, he quickly threw his car in reverse and sped away, leaving them to gape after him in disbelief.

Heading towards the tour van was his best option. Even though the others would soon be with him, he would be able to talk to Simon privately for a few minutes.

He glanced in his rear view mirror and saw the band beginning to run after him.

He only hoped his car would reach the Mobi first.