You work for the band (Liam) | Personal

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You groan, feeling repeated pokes in your cheek.

"Tokhala, get up," A male voice spoke, making you groan even louder.

"Alright then," You heard the voice say, before some singing was heard.

Your eyes flew open, upon hearing an angelic voice singing. 

You find Liam, singing into recording microphone, with headphones covering his ears. 

You continue to stare at him, as his eyes shut and he hit the high notes perfectly, making your heart melt.

"Did I wake you up? Sorry love," Liam caught you staring, as you look away, hiding your morning face,

"Lou wanted me to wake you," Liam explained, and you recognize his voice waking you earlier.

You nod, before getting up and rubbing your forehead as you feel a headache.

**

"Lou, either I'm moving out or Zayn's going to have to stop recording at midnight," You say, when Lou had asked you why you kept yawning.

You were backstage at the stadium, where the band's first tour show was going to kick off. You were excited because it meant a lot of work for you, and you didn't like sleeping around all day.

You reached for the hair dryer, and was about to plug it, at Lou's request, only to have some white powder erupt from it, as it blows. 

You roll your eyes at the prank, as Lou laughs.

"Louis!" You scream, annoyed at his continues pranks.

"Yes?" He says innocently, appearing at the doorway, the lads next to him, sifting laughs.

"Wow, taking makeup a little too serious?" Louis joked, making everyone laugh.

"Did you do this?" You asked, pointing an accusing finger at him.

"Me? He asked, faking innocence, as you sneeze out some flour.

"I hate you," You narrowed your eyes at him, before he chuckles, as you walk towards the barroom to get showered.

**

"You alright?" Liam's voice caught you by surprise, as you walked out of the shower, fully dressed and checking strands of your red wet hair, just incase there were any traces of flour.

"I'm fine, thanks," You smile at the attention he was giving you, as he stands up and walks towards you.

"Louis wanted me to apologize, he says you would've murdered him if he came in," Liam spoke and you laughed, before agreeing.

"Are you free tomorrow night?" Liam suddenly asked, catching you off-guard.

"Who wants to know?" You playfully ask, as you cross your arms, a small smile on your face. 

"I do," He sounded confident, as you walk out the room, followed by Liam.

You and Liam had gone out on a few dates, but you both were clever enough to disguise it from the paparazzi. 

"Liam, I would love to, but I'm sick of going out on secret dates. I feel like it's wrong and we've always got to kiss on alert, making sure no one sees us," You admitted, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"I-" Liam started to say, but Lou's calls cut him off.

"I have to go," You walk past speechless Liam, ready to do your job.

You arrive in the large room, only to find it totally chaotic. Harry was carrying Lux upside down and running around. Louis and Niall were laughing loudly, Zayn was seated on the chair, texting, as Lou did his hair. Liam arrived seconds later, quietly sitting down on a chair, according to Lou's orders.

"Tokhala, I need your help. They're going to perform in half an hour," Lou explained, as she gave you the orders of checking the lads faces, seeing if there were any blemishes that needed covering.

You start to check the lads faces, thankful that they were properly seated. 

You apply some covering product on Liam's blemishes, his eyes staring directly into your brown ones, as you concentrated on his cheeks.

The vocal teacher poked his head into the room, suggesting that the lads practiced their vocals.

You smiled, hearing the lads start to sing a chorus of one of their singles. You knew the words and you loved to sing, so you joined them, singing under your breath.

You sang your favorite part, not aware that the lads had stopped singing when they noticed you singing along.

"Tokhala! You never told us you could sing!" Lou exclaimed, making you abruptly stop and blush.

"It's n-nothing," You quickly say, putting away the brush, praying that everyone would stop staring at you.

"Are you joking? That was incredible," Liam suddenly spoke, making you blush even more, as the lads agreed.

**

You and Lou were sat in the makeup room, hearing the lads performing. You absentmindedly arranged the makeup brushes onto the dresser, as Lou played with Lux.

"Hey, let's do each other's makeup?" Lou asked and you smile, nodding at her.

You sat down on to the chair the lads sat on, as Lou start doing your hair.

"Tokhala, you've got amazing hair," Lou gushed at your red, medium-length hair, making you smile politely.

**

You smiled, as Lou admired your work on her face in a mirror.

"The eyeliner is literally perfect," Lou commented on your makeup skills, as you finished your own makeup.

You widen your eyes, as you hear your name being called.

"Is he.." You start to say, hearing the muffled sounds of your name being called.

You raced out the room, and towards the side of the stage, opening the door and looking up to the stage, standing in the empty space around the stage, before the guards could get you.

You hoisted yourself up and Liam was standing in front of you, surprised by your actions.

"You called?" You breathed out, blocking out the large stadium lights, the screaming fans or the lads' whistling, only focusing on Liam's eyes.

"I want you to know that it was wrong and stupid of me to not announce our relationship publicly and I'm sorry. I really do love you, and I want the whole world to know that," Liam spoke, the mic broadcasting his words to the thousands of fans that were present.

"Would you be my girlfriend? Please?" He asked, looks into your eyes, as the lads plead as well.

"Say yes," The crowd starts to chant loudly, making you blush.

You nod, before Liam pulls you for a kiss, dropping his mic to wrap his arms around you. 

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Hope you liked this one!

Just to clear things up:

I write in second person instead of first because unless your name is Tokhala, which is pretty cools you wouldn't be into this imagine, so I write 'you' instead of 'I' to direct it towards the others with different names.

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