Timing is Everything (Liam Payne)

In Australia -
Harry:
While waiting on our transportation to arrive at the hotel, Liam got a text. It's not that I was looking but I could see the screen of his phone when he held it up. It was a pic of his girlfriend Rachel in a black lace bra. I've seen her in a bikini, but this was different, sexy. Our transportation arrived and I got into the same one as Liam. I notice he would smile and look at his phone, he's holding it down now so no one could see. He must have gotten four of them by now. I can tell they're along the same lines as the first, and I know this because he has now adjusted his pants a couple of times. Of course he's trying not to draw attention to it, but were all guys, we know. Curiosity is about to get the better of me.
After our excursion we go back to the hotel to get ready dinner. Niall has followed Liam into his room, continuing their conversation, I follow. I take a seat on his couch, flipping through my phone. They seem to be discussing new songs that have recently come out by different groups.
"Hey Liam, do you have, I list off some songs, so I could listen to it before I buy it?
"Yes, here, its not on a play list so you'll have to find it" he says tossing me his phone. He gave me his phone.
Liam goes into the bathroom to shower and get ready. To look or not to look. Curiosity is getting the better of me. I go to the home screen, and find photos to see if he saved them. I scroll through, he did. The first one looks as if he is above her taking the pic of her. Fuck, she looks good. The next are different pics of her in her bra and panties. A pic of her boobs, nice and the last one, a pic of her from her stomach down. Damn. I adjust my pants. She is fit! I scroll through them again. I hear Liam getting out. I go back to the music screen.
I exit out of the screen and hand him his phone, "I think I'm going to take a shower also." I leave and go to my room. I fall on the bed and stare at the ceiling. My mind goes to Paris, Jeanne. She is/was my Rachel. Either I wank off or I go find someone, its that simple. I look at my watch, no time now. A shower will have to calm me down for now.
Back In the US -
I arrive back in Nashville, confident that everything was handled, issues and bugs worked out. I drive back to my place and cant wait to sleep in my bed, bathe in my tub. Liam has a show tonight so I dont expect to hear form him tonight. I unpack, and get things settled. I turn on my Bose and dance around my bedroom in my underwear, while putting things away.
After my bath, I pull my computer over into my lap. Lets check out this Tumblr page. I set up an account and start scrolling. I type in One Direction and they start to pop up. I scroll and pictures of their past concerts start to appear. I'm drawn to every picture of Liam. He looks like he is having the best time. He was made to be on a stage. There are pictures of them through the years, posed and not. I dont stop long on any one thing to keep from reading what might have been written. There is a picture of them on excursions in Australia, the usuals, koalas, kangaroos and different places. I've seen enough so I log out and close it. Time for bed.
It may be Sunday but its anything but a day of rest for me. I leave early tomorrow morning for Dallas. I have to pack for that. I will rest as much as I can.
I start by getting the business stuff packed first. I have everything on the dining room table, stacked and labeled. I pack it up, confident I have it all and set it by the door. Next I go to the closet and find five outfits, with matching shoes, and accessories. I throw in my underclothes, pajamas and anything else I might need. I keep handy travel sized shampoos and other toiletries so I dont have to lug around large bottles, throw those into another bag.
I place my bags at the front door, packed. I plop down on the couch and flip on the TV. I end up dozing off. I wake to darkness. I've slept too long. Now I'm wide awake. I decide I'll do some yoga and see if it helps me relax and possibly go back to sleep. Sleepy, no. Relaxed, yes. I lay in the floor on my mat in the darkness, the only light a few candles I lit. I wish he was here with me, in the dark. Actually, I wish I was with him in Australia. Two weeks after this and I can join him where ever he is. I look at the clock, he should be up. I text him. It chimes back at me. He is my smile.
'Were not too busy right now'
'Just finished packing not too long ago, Dallas in the AM'
'I miss you'
'Miss you also"
'Two weeks'
'Two weeks'
'Go to bed, you need it'
'OK, heading that way now. Dreaming of you'
'Every night of you'
I blow out the candles and head to the bedroom. I smile as I plug in my phone and set the alarm, pull up the covers and settle back. I blow some hair out of my face and say a silent prayer.
Two weeks.

Notes

Sorry its short, its building.

And who is Jeanne you ask? That, you can find by reading not_any_maryjane's Dreaming of You and it is found here
http://www.harrystylesfanfiction.com/Story/48329/Dreaming-Of-You/

So . . will Liam find out Harry snooped or will Harry tell on himself . . .. ?