Timing is Everything (Liam Payne)

I have filled my life full of things to do for two weeks. We have talked, Skyped, Face-timed and texted, but nothing is filling the void I feel right now. He is set to leave on the fourth for Australia, a Wednesday. With all I have to do, there is no way I can go to him, not even the weekend before, and its looking like he may not be able to come to me. This sucks. I try my best to keep my personal life out of my business life and vice versa, but in this instance, I'm finding it very hard to do just that. My somber mood is felt by everyone I work with. I'm not mean, snappy or hard to work with, almost apathetic. I do what I have to do and thats it. Thank goodness, thats all thats really required of me right now. Most of my days are spent researching and punching numbers, making graphs and printing things out, lots of printing. I am quite obsessive compulsive on how my folders look when they are presented to clients, so everything has to be perfect. My assistant and I get thumb drives ready and download everything to them to hand out, everything in the thumb drive is on paper also. There will always be that one person who wants to be able to touch what is given to them. No matter how fast technology moves, one person will lag behind.
I end each day in a tub of hot water and a glass of wine. I wish he were not five hours ahead of me so we could talk, but I dont dare call him because he doesnt sleep well while on tour. He needs any and all sleep right now. I lay back and listen to soothing music and even that sometimes gets on my nerves. I want to be with him but I cant. I have responsibilities that can not be ignored or rescheduled for a later date. Adulthood stinks sometimes. I find myself sleeping in his shirt most nights. I wish it still had his smell on it. I'm a love sick fool.
He's set to leave. He's called me at work and told me he'll call me when they land somewhere. I keep myself together for appearances sake. I throw myself into work and trudge through it. I get a call from a friend who knows whats going on. She is checking on me without mentioning anything. As we start to hang up I tell her I'm all right considering, she answers with 'call me if you need anything'.
I go to bed with no bath, no wine, no music, just go to bed. I'll shower in the morning.
2:25 I am awakened by my phone ringing.
"Come to the airport"
"What? Huh?"
"Get in your car and come to the airport now, the one in Nashville, now"
"OK, on my way"
I slide on some jeans and a big sweat shirt, put my hair in a pony tail and get in my car and drive. I start to pull in and my phone rings.
"Same concourse as last." It disconnects
I pull around and see Jeff's plane and I am confused. I cant go anywhere. I have work, no clothes, no visa. He steps out and comes down the steps. I walk rather quickly to him and he opens his arms and holds me.
"Why is Jeff's plane here?"
"I chartered his jet."
Jeff peaks his head out the door and waves with a huge grin on his face. He comes down the steps and hugs me, shakes Liam's hand and says "I'll be right back."
"That's our cue." he says picking me up bridal style and carries me up the steps and into the plane, through the cabin and to the room in the back, til he gets to the bed, lays me down and starts undressing. "We dont have much time, I'm on a time schedule."
No time for foreplay, no need for foreplay. He enters me almost immediately. As rushed as we are, he takes his time, planting soft kisses on me as he makes love to me. My hands are in his hair. I close my eyes as I let my hands travel his chest, his arms and torso, memorizing every rise and fall, and feel each muscle tighten as he thrusts and withdraws in me. His thrusts become more intent and my back arches as I moan to feel all of him in me. My hands drop beside me as I grasp the covers on the bed. I come and wish this moment could last longer than it did. I feel him as he spills in me and curses into my neck. He rises off of me and looks into my eyes.
"I have something for you". He gets up and goes to his jeans and pulls out a jewelry box. "Its not what you think, I would never do that like this." I open it and its a necklace, diamond and ruby. Its simple and elegant. He takes the box and gets it out and comes around behind me and puts it on me. "So when you look in the mirror, you think of us." He bends down and kisses me. I reach up and feel its coldness on my chest. I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him.
"Thank you. I have nothing for you."
"Sure you do, I have those nice pictures of you I took last time we were together." He saying this as hes getting dressed.
"That no one else will see" I say and clear my throat.
I get my clothes back on and he holds me. "I hate to rush, but I have to go."
"Thank you so much for flying out here, you didnt have to".
"Yes I did have to, and Jeff was more than happy to be in on it. "
We head to the front of the plane and exit it as Jeff is heading our way. Perfect timing.
"Ready to head back out?"
"Yes sir"
We engage in a long kiss and fisnish with sweet pecks. I walk backwards to my car, get in and pull away. My hand I feeling of the pendant as I drive home. Happy. Sad he's leaving, happy tonight happened.

Notes

Sorry its so short.

Much love :)