A Crazy Lil Thing Called LOVE || L.P.

112.) Secret?

"You got me in chains for your love...

But I wouldn't change...

No, I wouldn't change this love...!!"

Liam's P.O.V.

The moment our show finished, the lads and I hastily made the way towards our car and headed straight for the hotel so as to make sure that Alya was fine. On the ride back to our destination, everybody tried their best to convince me that Alya would be absolutely alright and that, I need not worry about anything but I knew that I wasn't going to calm down until I saw my princess.

It seemed to be the longest thirty minutes of my life and the second, the driver stopped the car near the entrance of the hotel, I jogged inside, heading straight towards the reception.

"Good evening, sir. How may I help you?" The lady at the reception asked courteously and meanwhile the lads along with Perrie and El joined me in too.

"Princ--... I mean... The-the guest staying in room number 609, is she... is she okay?" I asked in a low voice, trying hard to curb my restlessness.

"You mean Miss. Alya?" She asked, without even looking into the computer or register or anything of that sort. I nodded my head and furrowed my brows at her, confused over how did she guess Alya's name right-away.

"Yeah. One of the best doctors in the town had come to see her. He said that she had---"

And before the receptionist could finish whatever she'd to say, Zayn interrupted her in the middle of her sentence. "She's fine now. Right?" He asked, standing next to me and the lady passed him a smile while nodding her head.

"Yes. There's nothing to worry, sir. She must be slept by now." She informed politely.

Whilst the lads let out sigh of relief and seemed relaxed, I, on the other hand, started thinking about the way by which I could enter Alya's room because I didn't have the keys and she would, obviously, had locked the door from inside.

In the next instant, everybody started wishing each other goodnight when an idea struck me suddenly. "Perrie?" I spoke in a low voice, nodding my head at her and she made her way towards me. "Yeah?" She asked, passing me a small smile.

"I.. I.. like.. need a lil favor from you." I spoke in a nervous voice and she nodded her head, encouraging me to go on. "Can you arrange the extra key of Alya's room? You know... I really need to see her.. else I can't go to sleep." I told her meekly and she passed me a sympathetic look.

"Of course, Liam. I'll see what I can do." She said, patting on my shoulder and I passed her a small smile in return.

In another second, she walked in the direction of the reception; Niall, Harry, Louis and El made the way to their respective rooms after wishing us good-night while Zayn and I stood at a few steps from Perrie, trying to over-hear the conversation going on.

"It'll be really nice of you." Perrie said to the receptionist who passed her an unconvinced look. "I understand madame but the manager is not here and I don't think I've that power in my hands to give away the duplicate keys."

"You think she'll agree?" Zayn whispered, standing next to me and I just shrugged. "I hope she does." I whispered back and Zayn passed me a small smile, patting on my forearm.

"It'll take max five minutes. I just need to see her." Perrie still didn't give up, trying her best to convince the receptionist to do something that could actually cost her, her job. "I'll give them back to you and before anyone comes to know, the keys will be at their original place again."