By voting, everyone decided that Liam and I should carry Steph back to her apartment.
"What makes you think I'll be gentle with Steph?" I ask everybody.
"That's why Liam will help you. He'll make sure you don't hit Steph around too much," Patience says. I laugh at that, because of all people, Patience is the one that hits Steph around the most.
"I know this is completely off topic, but what and who is Doug?" I ask Harry.
Harry scratches his head and says, "He was one of our bodyguards. But we fired him."
"Why?"
"You remember what he did last night?" Harry says. I nod my head, the image of Doug drunk still fresh in my mind. "That wasn't the first time he's done that, and we've warned him before that if he did we'd fire him. Obviously, he didn't listen."
"We better take Steph now. Who knows how long the tranquilizer will last?" Liam interrupts, grabbing Steph's feet. Without a word, I grab Steph's arms.
"Patience. You have to come with us and be with Steph when he wakes up." I say.
"Hahah. You said he instead of she." Patience laughed.
"Well, it is Steph we're talking about." I say.
Patience reluctantly follows us as we leave One Direction's suite.
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Liam and I have just sat Steph down on a couch in her apartment when she starts to moan. I bolt for the door with Liam right at my heels. I brush by Patience and say, "See ya later," while I sprint towards the stairs. Whenever I see a flight of stairs I have to slide down on my butt, even though it always hurts.
"What are you doing?" Liam says as I take my position on the top step.
"I'm sliding down the stairs on my butt!" I say matter-of-factly.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Liam asks me.
"Not really, but I'm going to do it anyways." I say and start sliding down, gaining speed as I'm sliding. Then I roll onto a landing and hit my face off the wall really hard. And I mean, like really, really hard. There was a dent in the wall from the collision. I get a little dizzy, so Liam helps me stand up.
"Are you okay?" He asks me, actually looking concerned.
"I'm not bleeding, am I?" I ask.
"Your nose is bleeding a tad." Liam says. After a couple minutes awkward silence and me wiping blood from my nose, Liam says, "I think it's stopped bleeding now."
"So. Who's your favorite member of One Direction?" Liam asks, followed by more minutes of silence.
"That's an unfair question. I don't have a favorite." I lie, walking a little faster. I try to avoid the question by walking faster.
"Surely, you have a favorite. Wait, slow down." Liam says running after me because I'm practically jogging now.
"No, I like you all equally. It's all the others that have favorites. Patience loves Harry, Rachel loves Niall, and Alaina and Steph love Louis. Out of all five of us (Rachel, Alaina, Steph, Patience, and me), who's your favorite?" I say, slowing down only to hear Liam's anawer.
"I don't have a favorite." Liam says while avoiding looking at me.
"You do have a favorite! Tell me!" I say, nudging Liam like we've known each other for ages.
