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It was pretty much empty in the house. A fifth of the girls were out with Harry and the others went Christmas shopping at the shopping complex just a short ride away. I guess the producers were tired of the girls complaining about having nothing to do when they weren't out with the boys.
I don't know what they were talking about though, why leave the house when we had Netflix, food and wifi? Tumblr all day. Okay, not quite. I was getting antsy, being cooped up with girls was exhausting. I wanted to hike.
Which was the reason I was currently filling up a bottle of water, while wearing running shorts, a tank top and hiking shoes. I had talked to the people in charge (There was a guy with a goatee. He was chill.) and managed to convince them to let me go. I found a good hiking spot and bribed them into having one of the drivers take me there. Oh, the wonders that chocolate chip cookies will do.
The sound of a cupboard slamming scared the gummy bears out of me, I literally jumped five feet in the air while assuming a ninja fighting position.
Liam grinned sheepishly at me. "Sorry for startling you. I thought you knew I was here, just not acknowledging it."
"I thought I was the only one here. Everyone else is out. Why are you here?" I grabbed a few paper towels to wipe up the little bits of water that had spilled when I had jumped. Liam snatched a few as well, leaning over to help me.
"Interview. Had to talk about my feelings," he smirked just a bit, as he took the wet paper towels from me to throw in the trash.
"Sounds lovely. Well, it was nice talking to you. But I'm off for a hike.." I informed him, capping my water bottle and hooking it onto the waist belt I was wearing.
Liam paused for a second, before speaking up. His features held a slightly hopeful expression. "Seriously? Can I come with?"
"Uh.. In that?" I motioned down to the button up plaid shirt and jeans he was currently in.
Liam blushed, just a tiny bit. His shoes scuffed against the hardwood floors. "Maybe we could stop by the boys and I's rental.. I could change real quick?"
"Actually.." I prepared myself to tell him no, but his face fell just a bit. He expected that answer. I thought about the chocolates he had given me just a few days prior. I sighed. "Yeah, I'd like the company."
I swear it was like I just told a four year he could have the last piece of pie. Liam's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "Yeah, cool, uh.. We can take my car then?"
After I gave my consent and we were headed out of the house, I spoke up. "You drive?"
Again, Liam grinned sheepishly while he shook his head. "Nope, not yet. I meant I have a driver.. Wow. I sound like a snotty rich person."
"You're not quite snotty. I don't see any snot hanging out of your nose. But you are rich," I laughed as he led me to the van.
It was such a lovely, normal car compared to the limos we had been taking everywhere. Such a beautiful contrast.
"There's a difference between being rich and acting rich," Liam chuckled.
"Speaking of which.. Do you know why Zayn was in such a pissy mood yesterday? It wasn't fun to deal with."
We climbed into the backseat of the car, while the driver looked at me with uneasiness. Apparently he didn't like girls. Me neither, dude.
Liam hesitated, having an internal battle about whether or not he should tell me. "You can't spread gossip about this-"