Meghan's P.O.V.
Liam had to make a deal with my manager. They let him in if he would do a few shots with me. After hours of Liam making me laugh when I was trying to keep still do get the picture taken and quite a few outfit changes, we had a huge stack of photos. As we flicked through each one on the laptop, Liam kept his arm tight around my waist. He whispered, sending shivers right down my spine and back up again. "You look beautiful in all of those." I felt myself blush as he kissed my cheek.
"Ok, Meghan take Liam to wardrobe it's his turn now!" Zac called. I nodded and took Liam's hand, leading him to wardrobe where the stylist was waiting for us.
"Now let's see how you like me putting you off when you're trying to be serious." I smirked at him as he was quickly fitted and dressed for the first shot.
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"Um... what are these going to be used for?" I asked, pointing to a few shots of Liam an I. They were unintentional, just us messing around in between shots, but the photographer saw them as 'perfect and natural' so decided to keep them.
"Your single ones will be in our magazine as normal. We might do a special feature on you two." Zac said, typing away on his phone. My eyes widened. Liam squeezed my hand, obviously thinking what I was thinking.
"You can't do that." I said nervously.
"Why?"
"No one knows we're a couple. We want to keep it secret for a while...paps and fans, you know..." Zac nodded his head in thought.
"In that case, since you came in for us on such short notice, we'll keep the pictures hidden and when you decide to go public, we can do an exclusive on the "latest celeb couple"." He did the air quotations around his last few words. Liam and I both sighed with relief.
"Thanks, that means a lot." Liam smiled, shaking Zac's hand.
"No problem. You did find us a great model after all." Zac winked at Liam and nudged me. I blushed again. Liam and I changed back into our own clothes. I lifted my bag and we headed home.
It was after 9pm when we got back to mine. Aimee had kindly brought Liam's suitcase round so he could stay the night without getting up extra early to get his stuff from the 1D house. We walked in to my flat and I threw my bag in my room and pulled off my shoes. Liam was flicking through the TV channels when I sat beside him on the sofa. I snuggled up to him and he wrapped his arm around me. I breathed in his gorgeous scent. "I'm going to miss you when you leave tomorrow." I mumbled into his arm, where my face was smushed against.
"I'm going to miss you more. Louis is going to fly Eleanor out in a few months time so I'm sure Paul will let me and Harry do the same." Liam smiled down at me.
"But what if I'm busy and can't go?"
"I'll find a time that suits you." I smiled up at Liam.
Liam's P.O.V.
I wasn't going to go another six months without seeing Meghan. I'd do whatever it takes to see her.
It's been a hectic two days. I've been to a concert, got my girlfriend back, had a water fight, played football and even modelled a little - all with the girl I'm crazy in love with. It's so hard keeping our relationship a secret though. I think the guys and Aimee already suspect something. I've come to the conclusion that the longer we stay quiet about it, the longer we can stay together. I'm constantly reminded of the last time we dated, and all the bad things that happened to us. Me accusing her of cheating; running into her violent ex; the Kelly incident; almost hitting her when I lost control and god knows what else. I regret every single one of the mistakes I made. I would do anything to turn back time and fix everything. Fix it so that we would have been going out as long as Harry and Aimee. I know it's not healthy to compare relationships but I'm jealous of theirs. They never fight, never run into trouble, nothing. But I can't help wonder, what would be different if none of those things happened. What would we be doing differently now? We would probably still be doing a world tour, but what about Meghan. Would she have liked Zayn in the way she used to? Would she still be a model?
I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice Meghan had fallen asleep in my arms. I flicked the TV off and slowly stood up, with Meghan in my arms. I lay her down in bed, not bothering to change her into pyjamas. I turned out all the lights in the living room and kitchen, before quietly closing Meghan's bedroom door. The room was pitch black as I blindly tried to find my way to the bed. A sharp pain in my little toe made me bite my tongue in agony. I felt around to find the source of what I had stubbed my toe on. My suitcase. Ouch. I mustn't have been as quiet as I thought as Meghan stirred a little. "Liam? Are you ok?" She whispered. Her sleepy voice was so cute.
"Yeah, just walked into my suitcase, nothing major. Go back to sleep babe." I whispered back to her.
"Ok, be careful." She settled back down and I continued my fumble towards the bed. As soon as I got in, Meghan shifted over to me. I wrapped my arms around her. She whispered so quietly I barely heard her. "Night Li."
"Night Megs." I wanted to tell her I loved her right there and then, but I wanted her to be awake when I said it, in hope that she would say it back.
My eyelids grew heavy, until I couldn't keep them open anymore. I slowly let them close and joined Meghan in what was to be our last night together, for god knows how long.
Aimee's P.O.V.
"Harry, wake up. You're going to be late."
"Late for what?" He groaned.Harry's morning voice was the sexiest thing I have ever heard. He was so cute in the mornings when he was still half sleeping, as he was always confused about what was happening.
"Um, I don't know... maybe you're world tour?" I laughed. Harry groaned and rolled over in the bed. I sighed and went to wake up the other boys. It was 6am. I had to put on a brave face for the boys. I didn't want them to go away again. I know it's for the best, but another six months? The world isn't that big, is it?
I was in Niall's room. I stepped over his messy floor, avoiding open pizza boxes with mouldy crusts left in them and his mountain of socks on the floor. I poked him in the face. "Psssst! Niall! Time to get up!"
"Go awaaaaayyy!" He moaned, his Irish accent thick with sleep.
I went round all the boys again, giving them a second wake up call. I jumped in the shower, giving them time to get themselves up. The boys had dragged themselves up and were finishing off getting ready just as Meghan and Liam arrived. I find it very strange the way they have been acting lately. I don't know what's up with them but we all want to know.
"Why are you so dressed up?" I asked Meghan as she looked very dressy for going to the airport.
"I have school later..." I nodded. She's lucky she gets to wear what she wants. I could just picture her face if she had to wear a uniform. Ha.
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"Don't forget about us when you're living your dream now will you?" Meghan said.
"We'll try not to... Me- Ma- Margret isn't it?" Meghan slapped Louis' arm.
"Ha ha, very funny." We all laughed a little, but I just knew everyone wasn't ready to say goodbye. We had to sooner or later, so I might as well start it all off. I started with Louis, while Meghan started with Harry.
"You make sure Harry stays away from all the "pussy" now won't you?" I warned Louis.
"Don't worry; I won't let my twinnie get hurt." I smiled at Louis as he pulled me into one of his bone-crushing hugs.
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I had said goodbye to everyone, even Harry. The boys had a few minutes left before they had to board. "Liam are you not going to say goodbye to Meghan?" Niall asked, looking at them. Liam scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.
"We, uh, we said our byes this morning before we came round to get you guys..." We all nodded. Meghan looked down at her feet. She kicked the ground lightly. Sexual tension?
"Flight 648 to Amsterdam is now boarding."
The boys all looked at each other and nodded. "Bye guys; have a safe flight and call when you get there!" I said. There was a mumble of 'ok' and 'see you soon!'
"Just kiss her already!" Niall aid loudly. I looked around to see Liam look at Meghan and Meghan look back at him. I pushed Meghan into Liam. He caught her, pulling her into him in a kiss. I smiled to myself.
Finally.
