Falling In Love With A Stripper. (Slowly editing.)

Part 3-

"Do we really need to have security sit outside you're doors making sure you don't leave?" Paul asked angrily waiting for us to get in the elevator before getting inside with us, "we're sorry.." we apologized in unison and the doors opened revealing our floor. 

I yawned, "i'm going to bed," I lied making a dash for my room, "Liam?" I turned around to Paul frowning, "yes?" I asked unlocking my door pushing it open, "I'm disappointed in you.. Out of all the boys I would've thought at least you would have some common sense. Something bad could've happened you know?" he said. I nodded in agreement feeling bad for going along with this. 

"Sorry Paul, won't happen again." I said sliding into my cold room shutting the door behind me. I kicked my shoes off flicking the light on looking around the room looking at my bed with fluffy white blankets. I grabbed my phone going through my contacts finding 'Kiersten' and I texted her quickly before going to get a shower. 

I slipped underneath my warm coveres struggling to keep my eyes open, I grabbed my phone from the night stand from the side of my bed and noticed called Harry. "What do you want?" he groaned into the phone, "I need some advice.." I whispered, "why are you whispering? You're alone. Aren't you?" Harry asked. 

"Yes. Yes, don't be stupid. I mean-" I stopped myself with a sigh, "never mind." I mumbled into the receiver of the phone, "no! Tell me! I want to know," Harry begged. I shook my head rubbing my eyes with my hands holding the phone to my ear with my shoulder. 

"Never mind, sorry to bother." I said hanging up the phone laying on my back staring at the ceiling ignoring the calls from Harry, I was expecting him to come kick my door down and beat me up until I told him. At least that's what I was expecting. There was a knock at the door a few minutes later and I stood up walking to the door, "who is it?" I yelled touching the doorknob. 

"It's me." Paul's voice rose from the other side and I quickly unlocked the door pulling it open to an angry faced Paul. "What's up?" I said ushering him inside but he shook his head and folded his muscular arms across his broad chest and narrowed his eyes at me. 

I peered out the door seeing the four boys standing there waiting for me and I slipped past Paul walking towards them, I leaned against the wall and watched as he paced back and forth in front of us. "Alright, you boys are in deep trouble because people recognized you, and not only that but they recognized you in a strip club! Simon isn't going to be very happy about this, especially the age groups the group attracts? Mothers are not going to want to subject their daughters to this group any more." He sighed, "you are really going to have to step your games up because none of this looks good. None of it." 

I swallowed hard nodding, not only was Paul dissapointed in us but managment was going to tear us a new one. "We are normal guys you know?" Niall said beginning to protest, "In the globally known, biggest boy band of this generation," Louis grinned jabbing Harry in the ribs. Niall rolled his bold blue eyes "we aren't always going to be the innocent guys from One Direction everyone plays us out to be. All we wanted was to have some fun and we did, so what? It's not like we had sex or anything." I swallowed hard at this, loud enough that everyone turned and looked at me. 

"Oh god, you didn't do anything, did you?" Zayn asked, I turned my head forward, "n-no.." I mumbled. "You're lying, you always stutter when you lie!" Harry pointed at me, I rolled my eyes ready to protest but Paul stuck his hand up silencing us all. "It doesn't matter who did what where right now, just don't post anything about this.." he looked towards me shaking his head. "Now you all get to bed, we have to get you guys off early tomorrow." 

I turned to go in my room and Paul's massive palm planted itself on my shoulder spinning me around, "I need to have a chat with you," he said in a low stern voice. I winced at this, I never usually got in trouble. But then again I never went to a strip club or had sex with a stripper either. 

I guess there's a first time for everything.