You don't know you're beautiful

part 1

I woke up to see Liam draped over me. He was still wearing that hotdog costume from last night. "Liam, Liam!" I shook him. "I'm up." he said in his hot English accent. He pushed himself off of me and went to the bathroom. He had really bad morning breath. The memories we made from last night flooded into my mind.
He pushed me up against the wall and passionately stuck his tongue in my mouth. He had just finished his show, and he was already sweating. He massaged my back and ripped off my shirt. He tried to un-clasp my bra but his fingers were to fat. "Ha. Let me do it." I turned around and pulled the little clasp apart. I released my bare chest and he's eyes lit up. He groped my boobs and moaned, "Helga, oh Helga!" I can't take it anymore. "But, you know it's that time of the month." I say quietly. He pushes me off of him and heads towards the bathroom. I knew perfectly well what he was doing in there. He slammed the door open and I couldn't believe my eyes. He was dressed as a hotdog! This immediately turned me on, and I ran towards him. I wanted his hotdog in my mouth. With extra mustard.
That night was the best night of my life. Liam came out from the bathroom and he was back in his normal clothes. "I've got to go now, love." he says in a raspy voice. He leaves before I can thank him for last night. I get up from my messy sheets and head for the kitchen. There is clothes all over the floor and they reek of cottage cheese. I make myself some PopTarts and sit down at my kitchen table. Today I had an interview in New York; where Harry is visiting. Hopefully I'll get to meet him.