"C'mon, Mommy Direction! One round!" Louis begged me childishly, making me roll my eyes at the stupid antic. "C'mon!" Zayn begged, pouting out his lip. "If I play, will you leave me alone?" I asked, already knowing the answer. "Yes!" The Zouis duo and Niall said in unison.

Sighing, I reluctantly got up from my seat and made my way to the front of the room. As soon as I stood and began to take a step forward, the room was filled with cheers and wolf whistles. Sighing at the immaturity, I walked up to Harry and Liam. Harry wore a suggestive, cheeky grin as Liam gave me a small, knowing, almost apologetic smile.

Liam and I grew up together and had been bringing me around ever since he started to go live, taking me from tour to tour. I was one of those kids who studied basically every waking hour if not hanging out with Liam, as he was my only friend before he became famous. He introduced me to the boys and they became my inner circle. Since I was very intelligent, I graduated early and joined him as my family and I weren't close. All it was for my family was grade, grades, grades, so... Liam was just my rock and technically my only family... But I wished he was my lover.

The thing is, thanks to my not-so-lovey-dovey family, I'm not sure how to react or respond to those feelings and any other emotions. Sure, I knew the basics with the help of Liam and now the boys, but it was still kinda hard to know what meant what as everyone is different.

I took an item from each bag, one of Harry's bandanas, the one that was designed like the American flag, and the other item was a sticky note with a note that read "30 min!" with a smiley face drawn out in a slightly shaky cursive handwriting. Shaking my head, I gave the two items to Niall who whooped and held the bandana I the air, "Lads, she's gonna be blindfolded with her lucky lad or lass and she'll be in there for thirty minutes!" He called, making the room fill with cheers and wolf whistles much louder than the ones I received when I stood up.

Before anything else could happen, Zayn snatched the blindfold from Niall and ran over to me to wrap the fabric around my eyes, taking my sense of sight from me. When the bandana was tied, I felt two, gentle hands take mine, "I don't trust myself or the others to let you walk over," Liam said, earning cheeky giggles from his band mates, "So I'll carry you instead, if that's alright with you?" He asked sweetly. I nodded, "Mkay," Liam said softly, the hands leaving mine to grab my wrists and guiding them around what felt like his neck. "Hold on tight," he murmured before he grabbed the backs of my knees.

"oOoOooOooOooOo hOlD oN tIgHt," Louis mocked in a high-pitched voice, making everyone laugh. "Shut it, Lou," Liam laughed in a playful scolding manner as he lifted me up. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, leaning into him as he carried me towards what I knew would be a closet.

After about a minute, Liam's body shifted before gently setting me down on my bum for me to sit down. "Alright," Liam said softly as I moved my arms from his shoulders and rest my hands into my lap, "Someone will be here in a minute. If you ever want to come out and don't want to play anymore, just call for me and I'll be there, okay?" He soothed, making me shyly smile and nod, "Mkay," I whispered softly.

Liam gave me a gentle squeeze to my shoulders before he let go, and his footsteps began to depart. Silence had taken over until the footsteps returned, but another pair was with them. This person wasn't alone.

"Alrighty!" Niall's thick accent chirped, soothing my nerves, the voice making me ease knowing I was with someone I knew. "Time starts as soon as the door closes! Don't give away anything that gives you away to her! Good luck!" He said loudly and excitedly, then, the door was slammed shut.

There was shuffling in the small space until they stopped in front of me and there was a slight ruffle of noise and then, a presence was obviously directly in front of me. Before I could say anything, I felt two hands take mine and heard a gentle familiar voice, "This is... Well, funny, but it's me, Liam," he whispered.

So much relief coursed through my veins at that moment. I giggled and interlocked our fingers with a shy grin, "Who am I supposed to call for now, huh?" I teased, making Liam softly laugh, "I'd say Paul but he's the one going to pick us up later, so," He trailed off, making us both laugh.

"Do you wanna take the blindfold off?" Liam asked after a couple minutes of comfortable silence. "I mean, yeah, I'd like to have the ability to see again," I giggled, making him chuckle before letting go of my hands. I felt the blindfold shift ever so slightly then I heard Liam shuffle to sit next to me. "Jesus, Zayn. What kind of knot is this?" Liam grumbled to himself. I giggled softly at this and waited patiently, playing with my fingers nervously. "I swear this man has had to be in the damn Navy in a past life with this unsolvable knot," Liam pouted, still not giving up.

I giggled and reached over and placed my hand on his knee, "It's fine if you can't get it off, Liam," I assured, making him let out a pout-like noise but still try to unwind the knot, making me giggle more. "You're so cute," I say without even realizing. I didn't even realize my words until Liam asked, "Do you really think so?"

My giggles instantly stopped as a deep blush marked my face, sending a tingly burn on my cheeks. "Uhm... I mean, yeah. You're very cute, Liam," I responded timidly, "N-Not in a bad way, of course! I mean, you're a very nice guy and I really like you-- I mean-- I... Uhm..." I shut myself up and covered my face ---  which felt scolding hot with how dark my blush was --- in my hands.

Liam went silent, making me instantly beat myself up, but before I could drop kick some of my self-esteem, I felt two hands take mine and peel them away from my face. Then, a pair of soft, slightly damp lips gently pressed against mine. It was just a lingering peck, but it left me breathless nonetheless. "I really like you, too," Liam whispered softly, letting out a nervous chuckle.

My hands silently traveled from his up his arms until they slid to cup his face. I felt the blush on his face burn into my palms, but I ignored it, caressing my thumbs on his cheekbones. Liam's hands moved to hold my hips. Without even thinking, I shifted to sit from cross legged to on my knees, and Liam helped me shift forward and clumsily straddle his lap.

One of his hands left my hips and then I felt his thumb gently caress my lower lip as his pointer finger curled underneath my chin, tilting my head down slightly. He moved his thumb to the side of my mouth before pressed his lips to mine once more. I very slowly kissed back, mirroring whatever his lips did to mine.

Letting out a soft sigh of content, Liam let his hand drop back down to my hip, his thumbs digging into my hip bones, massaging the pads of his fingers in slow, agonizing, almost hypnotic circles, making me feel somewhat dazed. I hummed against his lips at the feeling, my hands slithering up into his hair, my fingers massaging his scalp and raking through his short, brown locks. At some point, my hands gently tugged, making Liam let out a soft moan.

Liam moaned.

For some reason, the noise set something off inside of me, because I tugged his hair again, but rougher, and then I pushed forward with my bodyweight, making him fall back, taking me with him. Liam let out a louder moan at the tug and gasped at the feeling of me being so dominant when his back hit the floor. He then rolled us over so he held the dominant position. 

Liam broke the kiss, panting heavily, "Do I have consent to continue?" He asked breathlessly, making me giggle and nod my head. "No need to ask Liam. I've wanted this for ages," I admitted shyly. "Really?" He asked, his voice sounding shy and excited. "Of course, Liam. You're all I ever want," I whispered, making him let out a soft giggle. "I've wanted this, too. I justed didn't what to say," He whispered. "Well now that we know, I can finally show you how much you mean to me in a way," He said cheekily.

"Then what are you waiting for, Daddy Direction?" I asked softly and teasingly with a grin, making him laugh. "Nothing anymore, Mommy Direction," He teased back before kissing me slowly and lovingly, making me giggle against his lips and kiss back, cupping his face while sighing in content.

Liam's kisses were just how his personality was. Playful, yet loving, sweet, gentle, and passionate. Everything Liam did, he put his all in it without breaching the limit unless he had to. After a while, he broke the kiss, panting softly. "Are you comfortable like this or do you want to move a bit?" He asked softly, making me blush at the reminder that I was laying underneath him, completely at his mercy. "I'm okay down here. I just wish I could see you," I pouted, making Liam let out a soft 'aww'.

I felt Liam try for the knot again, but I stopped him by feeling for and grabbing his wrist. "It's fine. It's not like this'll be the last time we do this... Right?" I asked insecurely. Liam let go of the blindfold and then his warm breath was on my ear. "Do you want it to be?" He asked, his voice sending shivers down my spine. "No," I say softly, my hands feeling around his body to cradle the back of his neck. "Then, we'll do this as many times as you like only if you let me take you out for a proper date first," He promised, making me smile shyly. "Text me the details when we get out of here," I said.

"Okay. Promise," Liam said. I could hear the smile on his voice. Then, his lips gently brushed the side of my neck, making me blush and bite my lip. "Is this okay?" He asked, gently rubbing my sides soothingly. "Yeah," I whispered, nodding my head.

Liam hummed softly against my neck before kissing, kitten-licking, and gently suckling his lips on my delicate skin. A shaky sigh left my lips as my hands slid to his hair, me fingers gently threading and losing themselves in his locks while I mindlessly massaged his scalp.

A soft moan left my lips before I could stop it when he reached my pulse. To my surprise, Liam latched his lips to that spot, sucking hard to leave a mark, making me moan a little bit louder and grip his hair for a couple of seconds before loosening my grip.

When he was content with the mark he left, he moved away from the spot, going back to his slow, gentle kisses, like he had started. "You smell nice," He whispered, moving up to my ear, his lips teasing my earlobe, making me shudder.

Then he stopped abruptly and sat up. "Oh, Y/n, I'm so sorry," He rambled, making me sit up, confused, "I've accidentally left a love bite," He said, his hand coming up and gently caressing the area of the pulse on my neck.

I giggled, "You think I'm upset by that?" I asked, reaching forward and finding his shoulders, "I don't care. It felt nice. Plus, it's by you, so I'm quite happy about that," I admitted, ducking my head down to nuzzle my face in his chest. Liam sighed in pure relief, making me smile as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Can we cuddle for the time being?" I asked, making Liam let out a soft chuckle. "Of course," He whispered, moving to lay on the ground and hold me close to hold chest.

After a few moments he started to sing Little Things, making me smile shyly and slowly fall to sleep.

When I woke up, I was no longer blindfolded. I shifted only to be held closer by a pair of muscular arms. I opened my eyes to see that Liam and I were fast asleep on the tour bus in his bunk. The curtain was closed, and the tinted window of his bunk had its blinds closed.

Liam was fast asleep, his face nuzzled into my neck as he held my smaller frame protectively to his chest. I smiled and kissed his forehead, making him smile into my neck in his sleep. I then closed my eyes and fell asleep in my new boyfriend's arms, happy and content, feeling loved and safe in his adoring embrace.