Until Next Time (Liam Payne)

I take a breath and step into the elevator as the doors begin to close they suddenly open and Harry and another bodyguard step in. Harry and Liam discuss what club Harry was going to for the evening and the who's who that were supposed to be there. I stood there quietly listening recognizing a few of the names. One of the bodyguards received a text that we were going to be picked up through a service entrance to avoid fans and paparazzi, but because Harry was meeting friends and going his own way he would exit through the lobby. The elevator door opened and we could here the frenzied crowd. I looked up at Liam and I know he could see the scared look on my face. He took my hand and gave me reassuring kiss on the top of it. Thankfully I would not have to face that right now. The elevator stopped and we exited through a service entrance and were motioned to a black on black Suburban.
"I forgot to ask, are you vegetarian?" Liam asked.
"No . ."
He gave a quick smile and we were off. As we pulled out we drove past the entrance of the hotel and I saw throngs of people and Harry waving, signing autographs and taking 'selfies' with adoring fans.
"That is crazy!"
"It is, but you do realize I have to do that also. Its our way of thanking our fans. We wouldn't be where we are without them. Its all part of who we are and being a celebrity.".
I sat there and thought about it some. I just never was one of those girls. I liked music when I was a teen but never to that extreme.
"Are you all right? "
"Yes, just seeing this side of it is kind of scary/crazy. I never was one of those girls so I really dont understand it. I do understand your point and am OK with it. Its part of your job."
A sweet smile crossed his face and he leaned over and kissed me.
We didn't have to drive far down the strip til the SUV pulled into an up scale Hibachi and Sushi restaurant. As we walked in, I didnt realize just how famished I was til the aromas hit me. We were immediately seated in a private area and given menus. I ordered a Coke and water, Liam, some sort of Saki and water. The chef was very entertaining and the food was excellent.
As we got up to leave some fans came over and wanted autographs and pictures with Liam. He obliged, was very friendly about it and joked around with some of them. After several minutes, escorts arrived to show us out.
Now that wasn't so bad.
We got back into the SUV. Liam said we had some time to kill so he asked if the driver would drive down the strip so we could see what was going on. The lights were incredible. People everywhere even on a Thursday night. So many hotels, casinos, and restaurants. One right after another. I noticed that we were headed back to the hotel and I started getting that nervous feeling in my stomach and my worst fear was coming true, we were headed to the front door. Liam looked at me, gave me a reassuring look and just reminded me to stay close to him. As the doors opened he grabbed my hand and we got out. A mob of people ascended on us. The flashing from the cameras was blinding. I was being pushed from every angle. Liam let go of my hand and put his arm around me. I just looked at the ground. His head was up and looking straight ahead to the door to get us in. I heard people screaming and asking, "Who is she Liam?, Is this your new love interest?" He never replied, just kept moving. We finally arrived inside, the doors shut and we were escorted to what looked like a different part of the hotel.
As we neared to wherever it was we were going I noticed posters for Cirque du Soleil, I looked up at him with a childish shocked look.
"You ever seen this show before?"
"No!" I was almost bouncing up and down.
"Good, then you're in for a treat".
As we sat down we were brought a bottle of champagne and a plate of strawberries.
YIKES! I'm deathly allergic to strawberries!
"i'm so sorry, but I'm allergic to strawberries."
"Why are you apologizing? Its nothing to be sorry for. Its fine I'll just order something else."
Minutes later a plate of mixed tropical fruit arrived.
The show had me mesmerized. I was entranced the entire time. At one point I caught him watching me, totally enjoying it. I just didn't know how this night could get any better.
After the show we exited a different way and to some elevators. I noticed the roof button was pushed. The roof. I was terrified of heights, I hope were not looking over the edge. As we exited the elevator we were pointed to an exit door. There waiting was a helicopter. OH MY GOD!
"You said you wanted to see the lights" he said to me with a smirk.
As scared as I was, I quickly got used to it. It was breathtaking, amazing, and every wonderful adjective all rolled into one. Now really, this night could not get any better. After seeing the strip and some out lying places, we landed back on the roof and headed back down to the room.
"Setting the bar high there Mr. Payne."
"Only the best will do for you".
We arrived at my room. He dropped me off there and told me he would join me momentarily if I needed to change or anything. I decided I would shower again and put on some comfy clothes, cut off sweat pants and a t shirt. A few minutes later he arrived back at my door. He had also showered, his hair still wet. He was running his fingers through it trying to somewhat dry it out. He had on sweat pants and a cut up t shirt. Breathtakingly gorgeous.
I had not realized til now how exhausted I was. Worked til 4:30, short nap, dinner, cruising, a show and helicopter ride. What time was it anyway? 2 AM!!!
"Do you mind if I stay here? Harry isn't back yet and probably wont be for a while and not I'm not quite sure what shape he'll be in when he does get in."
"No, of course I don't mind"
"You look exhausted. Is it past your bed time?" He said with a slight laugh.
"You have no idea" i said as I plopped sown on the bed.
He came and laid down on the bed also, facing me, inches from me. Our legs intertwined. Heat. He leaned closer and kissed me with a most passionate kiss. Reaching up and tucking my hair behind my ear. We laid there and just talked about life in general. His childhood, my childhood, where we grew up, how we longed for simpler days.
"So whats Liam Payne the entertainer like?" I asked poking him in the chest with my finger
"Well, for one, your finger nails hurt. You should check into getting them registered as lethal weapons". He said as he wrestled with my hand. "You'll have to come to a show and see. I'm the same but different. I've got to make every single person out there think I'm singing to just them. Some nights are easier, some crowds are easier. I put myself out on a stage for them. So much goes on behind the scenes before we ever go on stage. I still get a rush from it."
"Whats the hardest part?"
"Of touring or being a celebrity? Touring is the exhaustion and celebrity is my private life is hard to keep private."
"About you, I know you're an advertising wizard but I seem to get this sexy secretary vibe from you".
I laugh out loud, "Oh no, I'm all business when I'm at work or with clients"
We laid there and talked about what time he would have to leave to tomorrow and where he was headed. As he talked I traced the outline of his feather tattoo on his arm. He told me the story of the feathers, his mom and grandmother. They seem such a sweet family. He rolled over on his back and I moved closer to him and laid my head on his chest and listened to his heart beat and him breathe.
Next thing I remember I was waking up.

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