Timing is Everything (Liam Payne)

A day in the life of One Direction, a life that absolutely drains me. Its goes from nothing going on to manic pandemonium, all within a matter of minutes.
Liam decided to have some fun with the guys last night and got in late. Today is somewhat of an off day. I am really tired. I do not see how they can do this. Well, they don’t really. Their sleep patterns are all screwed up, they’re isolated, and everything they do is on a schedule, sent down from above. The next show isn’t until tomorrow night and its still in the beginning of this leg of the tour so they’re still somewhat rested.
I grab my computer and start to catch myself up with what going on at the office. Liam walks through and makes sure I’m alright and I assure him I am, just getting back on my wavelength.
Curiosity starts to get the better of me and I log on to Tumblr to look at pictures, just to see if someone got a shot of his left ring finger. What I do notice is the mic tends to stay in his right hand, which is normal since he is right handed. I keep looking and see a few pictures where the ring is barely visible. Then I see it. Mic is in the stand and he’s standing behind it, both hands are on the mic, left hand is covering the right. I see the ring but I just cant stop looking at him. He is just so handsome and there in his element. And, he’s mine. I don’t hear Liam come in but I feel him as he stands behind me. He bends the screen back and looks at it.
“Well, there it is. Lets see if they see it. That’s a really good pic of me. Fan take it?”
I look at it and don’t see any water marks, “Looks like it.”
“So do you have an account on here?”
“Yeah”
“Do they know its you?”
“No, nothing on here gives any inclination as to who I might be.”
“Blog it. I like it”
I smile as I click on ‘post’.
I exit out and go to my emails.
Shit. My wedding planner. I totally forgot. My fingers start to massage my temples. We haven’t told anyone outside this group. I don’t want our families to find out by the press.
I could have the picture taken down. They took down and deleted accounts of those who leaked their album Four, maybe they will take this down.
Now I’m in a quandary. We had said screw it when we were confronted now I don’t want it out til we can tell our families. I cant have it both ways.
I pick up my phone and text Liam. – Need to talk, IMPORTANT.
He must have been just a few rooms down because he is back in the room with in minutes. I explain what we are faced with.
“You do know we cant decide what to do, its up to them.”
I had figured as much. He curses and walks around the room. “They have us by the balls, this is what they want. Fuck!” He gets his phone and calls Mark, hes meeting him outside, he has to blow off steam. He picks through his clothes looking for shorts and a different shirt.
I sit cross legged on the bed. I play with idea of playing dumb and telling my parents, but I know that wont work, they know I am too smart for my own good. Maybe he can sort this while he’s blowing off steam. Yes, they have us by the balls.
I decide to sit out the concert. I have been on and off the computer the past couple of days trying to catch up on my emails. I put off answering any and all wedding emails until I get back to the states. All this thinking is giving me a headache.
I call and order a pizza and let the guard know its on its way.
Poor pizza guy, he’ll probably be scarred for life for what he just endured to get a pizza to the front door of the hotel. The pizza is brought up,the guard and I eat it together.
After eating and the letting the food settle I decide to go for a night swim in the pool. You would think I was a dignitary, the only one in the pool and he stands guard. I swim laps burning energy and steam. Easing my mind so it can process information is easier said than done. I swim til my arms feel like jello. I swim to the edge and someone hands me towel. I look up and its Liam.
“Stay here, I’ll be down in a minute, let me change.”
I duck my head and lean back to get the hair out of my face, I forgot to pull it up. I swim some slow laps cooling down my muscles. As I finish the last lap Liam joins me walking down the steps. The pool is warm and relaxing. He comes to me and wraps his arms around me and pulls me into the deep end with him. I hold onto him as he swims around and tells me how the show went. He tells me to catch my breath, so I suck in and he goes under taking me with him. We surface and our lips lock. My hands are on his head smoothing his hair back, my legs wrapped around him.
“What made you come for a swim?”
“Just needed to get rid of some energy and remembered this was here, so I took advantage of it. Seemed like the thing to do.”
We pretty much have a heated make out session in the pool, with a security guard there, though thank goodness he turned his back to us. Paddy comes down to check on things and relieves the other guy. He sits down in a chair and talks to us as swim around.
I guess the security guard spills it that we are at the pool and we are joined by Harry and Niall, others follow behind them. I get out to let them be boys, I’ll get hurt for sure so I go sit to dry off. I sit and watch them behave like children, laughing.
They are still high on adrenaline, they will be for a couple of more hours, then they crash. I walk to the edge and tell Liam I’m going up and going to bed. He comes to the edge and I bend down and kiss him and he returns to their game.
I go upstairs, shower and get dressed for bed. The pool did it for me tonight. I have some clarity and all energy is gone. I turn down the bed and climb in. Sleep will come easy tonight. I don’t even hear Liam come in, I feel him crawl in bed and wrap his arm around me. I scoot into him.
The alarm clock goes off and its pack and put the luggage outside, head to the airport and go to the next place, Denmark. my last stop.
I don’t want to leave Liam but I need to go back. I have things to wrap up and I may need to wrap them up earlier than planned.
It’s the same song and dance. Its scheduled, everything is, it has to be. I’m set to leave the morning after the concert.
Its been pretty boring without Perrie or El here. They left after Austria. I hang around Lou sometimes when she doesn’t have to be with the guys, getting them ready for whatever is on deck.
I decide to go to the concert since I will be leaving. I watch it from the side and enjoy every minute of it. I never cease to be amazed how much they trip, fall or slip. Sometimes its funny, other times I gasp knowing that it had to hurt.
We make it back to the hotel and Liam is in animal mode. He’s lustful and rough as he pushes me against a wall. His pants unbuttoned and unzipped, his hands on my butt lifting me onto him and him crashing into me. Not even bothering removing my clothes, panties pushed to the side under my mini skirt. His lips never leave mine as he forcefully thrusts into me. One hand stays under me while the other hungrily gropes my breasts under my shirt pinching my nipples hard causing my breath to catch. Our lips separate and my head rests on his shoulder as my breaths become more ragged and I reach my climax. I groan into his neck and he follows me groaning into my shoulder as he comes.
He eases me down to the floor, out of breath.
“Wow, haven’t seen that Liam in a while” I say as I kiss his neck while he tries to step out of his clothes.
He’s completely out of breath and heads to the shower as I clean up and get ready for bed.
He joins me knowing that I have to leave. He pulls me to him after he crawls under the covers. His breathing finally calming down, as his body starts to relax. His chest rising and falling has slowed down. Maybe he’ll get some sleep tonight. Touring messes his sleep schedule up bad. I’m surprised he doesn’t get sick. I slide up and get a little closer and close my eyes taking in his scent. I don’t know when I will see him next, those plans have not been made yet.
He and Paddy take me to the airport in the morning. I board and find my seat. I hate this part, I feel so alone. I’ll feel this til I’m with him again.
I sleep and read most of the flight. Ready to get back to some sort of normalcy.
The plane taxis in and we all get off. I look up and the paparazzi are wall to wall. As soon as they see me all hell breaks loose.
“Would you care to comment on Liam’s wedding ring?”
I am bombarded with questions and cant move. I just keep my head down and try to walk ahead. I finally see security coming to my rescue.
I text Liam once in the car and let him know what just went down.
His text back, Fuck!
My sentiments exactly.
Well, the secrets out. Bring on the media storm.

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