They Don't Know About Us [L.P]

Chapter 49

     The boys have been in and out of interviews all week. Liam and I were in the living room as the other four were out to dinner. We were on the couch, enjoying our quiet time. "Just like I wish it were with you," Liam said. "No distractions. Just you and me, in a quiet room, alone. For once in this house of hell!" Giggling at that, I lean forward and as we were inches away, we heard the front door open. I stop and Liam does as well. I lay my forehead against his.
"I think we need to plan this a little bit earlier next time," I whispered to him. Liam nodded and took his head off mine and we both sat straight. I put my arm on the back of the couch and Liam did the same as Louis, Zayn, Niall and an overly hyped up Harry exited the hall.

"There are my two favorite lads in the world!" He said with a ridiculous goofy grin. "You should have joined us! It was wonderful!" Harry slurred. Confused, I turn to and look at Liam. I'm guessing he hadn't seen Harry this was because he was as confused as I was. Glancing at one another for a second, we turn back to the boys and they looked annoyed a bit. "Well, I'm off to bed my lovies!" Harry said he grabbed my head and kissed it.

My face fell into a confused shock as did Liam because Harry kissed his head as well. Harry skipped his way to the stairs - thankfully not tripping up them - and went to his room and closed his door as we watched him.
Liam points behind him and turns back to face the remaining three. "What was that?"
"Well, came across a bar at the restaurant," Zayn started.
"The bartender offered him a shot, so he took it," Niall explained.
"Then one shot turned to five." Louis finished, adding that ever so lovely detail.
"You guys let him drink?" I asked them. They shrugged.
"The kid has been off interviews. Give him a break!" Zayn reasoned. I agree and the rest of the boys pile up the stairs.
"Sorry for interrupting your date!" Niall teased before closing the door to his room.
"Me too!" I mumbled. Liam looked at me.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked, knowing something was up.
"Well, it's just, living this relationship a secret is hard," I admit to him finally. "Because of stupid management, we can't go out anywhere in public before paparazzi go all gossip happy!" I stress a small bit. Liam came closer to me and pulled my arm off the couch, bringing me closer to him. "And the boys still don't know."
"Hey, I know it's hard and it sucks right now. But we're just lucky enough to have each other. At least see the bright side in that." Liam said, calming me. I give him a small smile.
"Yeah, you're right," I mumble. Liam kissed my cheek and went to my ear.
"I love you, Kayla." He whispered. I smile and grab his chin, turning it towards my face.
"And I love you, Liam," I whisper back and lean forward, kissing him.

It was Friday and was tour time! Our first country was America. I haven't been over there since I left with Jesse. All our bags were packed and we were heading to the airport. The band and the rest of the crew were already at the airport, getting on the earlier flight. Lou, the makeup artist, and Lottie, her assistant, were riding alongside together with part of the security team. I've only met Lou once and that was at the meeting we had at the beginning of this week.

Harry checked his phone as we got to the airport. "Ugh!" He groaned.
"What?" Louis asked, looking over his shoulder.
"What's the problem?" I ask.
"Josh just texted. He said half our fans are on that plane!" The rest of the boys groan.
"I love our fans, but I HATE being on planes with them," Niall said.
"All you do is get mauled!" Zayn said, leaning against the window, using his backpack as a seat.
"Don't forget you have no personal privacy," Liam said. I shrug at them.
"So, let's just go in my private jet!" I suggested. The boys all look at me, eyes wide in disbelief.
"You have a private jet?" Louis asked, somewhat aggressively. I nod, lifting my eyebrows at their reaction.
"I work for Columbia Records! It comes with a private jet!" I said, obviously over exaggerating. They gave me a private jet because of my age and how they named me the youngest producer at the company. And since Striker has been here for a while, he brought the jet here.
Louis looks up in agreement. "Good point."
"Let's go!" Harry said, tossing me the keys. Catching them, we all race out to the car, hoping not to get caught.

I get in and hand Niall my phone. "Call Striker for me." He nodded as I started the car up. I went to drive out of the airport as the phone rang. Niall held it closer to me.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Striker, I got a question for you."

"And I hopefully have an answer."

"You brought my jet out here when you flew from NY, right?"

"Yeah. In the back of the parking garage where your tour bus awaits."

"Okay. I'm taking it back to the U.S. The boys don't wanna take the plane so we're gonna use the jet."

"Alright. I was leaving soon anyway, mind if I tag along?"

"Not at all. We're heading to Pennsylvania first so you should be able to drive straight to New York from there."

"Okay. I'll see you there then." Niall hung up for me and set my phone down.

"Did you tell Lottie we'll meet her down there?" I asked Louis. He shook his head.

"No, but I should." I laughed at him as he pulled his phone out when it began ringing. "Never mind!" He said. "Hello?"

"Hey. Where are you guys right now?"

"We're in the car. We turned around because Josh said half the world is on that plane." He said. I rolled my eyes at that.

"Yeah, good. Because I just got bombarded by a sea of them."

"Are you okay?" He asked her.

"Yeah. Paul thankfully got to me quickly and backed them away."

"Good. Kayla is taking us to the parking garage for her private jet."

"Okay. Just as long as you guys get there safely. I'll talk to you soon. The plane is about to take off."

"Alright. Let me know when you land." Lottie agreed with his orders and hung up. I finally got to the parking garage and the boys met Striker. We all boarded the jet and took off to Philadelphia.