up all night.

Liam grinned at her, giving his head a quick nod. "Okay, good," he said with a laugh. "Yeah, right, of course. I'll see you after, then," he said, giving her hand one final squeeze before letting it go, heading over to the guys. He stood still, letting himself get his in ear monitor placed and was handed his mic before he followed Harry and Louis onto the stage, his heart pounding in excitement like it always did before a show.

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Jordan ducked her head when Niall raised a brow, only raising her head to watch him as he walked over to stand with the rest of One Direction. "So what's this about plans?" Alex asked, smirking faintly. "Essentially, we were invited to hang out with the guys after the show," she said with a shrug, acting as nonchalant as she possibly could about the whole thing. "You know, hang out, have a couple drinks, that whole thing."

Paola couldn't help but smile as she watched Liam perform. He just looked so natural from the moment he set foot out there, and she truthfully believed that there was no other place in the world for him tat on stage. He had an aura about him that got the crowd excited, and his voice was absolutely perfect to match. She didn't even notice the other guys and how well they were or weren't doing because she was too focused on Liam.

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"So that's the girl then?" Zayn asked, motioning in Jordan's direction. "The one you're making us throw a party for?"

Niall glared at Zayn before chuckling softly. "It's not a party. She's just coming over for a few drinks, and if I need someone to occupy her friends, I just wanted to make sure I had my wonderful bandmates there to help me out."

Before the boys could say anything else, they were being thrusted onto the stage by their manager and began yet another performance. As he sang, Niall occasionally looked back stage to meet Jordan's eyes.

Liam let himself get carried away with the music. It was easy for him now, to just do what he was supposed to do. It felt beyond amazing to be out there, to just let himself be carried away with the music. Every so often he would glance over to the side, shooting Paola a wide grin. He might've been a bit more energetic during that show, pushing himself just a bit farther than he normally would, but he'd never admit that. He'd never admit that he was showing off for Paola, even if he obviously was.

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Jordan glanced over Alex, shaking her head at him. "It's not like that," she said pointedly, frowning at her. "Then what's it like?" Her other band mate, Erin, asked. She gave a shrug of her shoulders, shaking her head at them. Although she was nineteen, she was still the youngest in their group, and that made everyone else just a bit over protective. "I don't know," she said, looking out at the stage and meeting Niall's gaze, giving him a wide grin.

Paola couldn't take her eyes of Liam the entire time he performed, and when the boys did their final goodbye to the crowd, she didn't know whether she should go up and tell him how good of a job he had done or wait to see if he approached her. She decided to just stand at the side while she watched the boys unmic.

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Every time Niall got off the stage it was like he had an intense high from the performance and it always took him a while to come down. This time he was excited to just snatch up Jordan and the other girls to go to the hotel and get things started. After he had gotten his mic taken off, he walked over to Jordan with a smile on his face, looking between her and the other girls. "You girls ready to go or do you need to freshen up first?"

Liam headed off stage last, standing still while they took off their in ear monitors and handed their mics over. The second he was done he headed over to Paola, grinning wide. "Hey," he breathed out, stopping when he was right in front of her. "Did you like m- us? Have fun and all that?" He asked her, stuffing his hands into his pockets

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Jordan was talking to the girls, continuing to glance over to the boys as she waited for them to finish. She grinned as he approached, her eyes lighting up. "I think I'm ready to go," she said, glancing to the other girls. They all nodded as well. "So we're all staying at the same hotel, right?" She asked, looking back over to him. "You were great, by the way. It was a really great show."

Paola smiled when Liam walked over to her first thing, her heart beating more loudly as he approached her. "You were amazing," Paola said as she nodded her head softly. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think you're even better live than in studio." She wasn't sure if she thought that was true because they actually played better or because in the live version she got to stare at Liam's face the entire time.

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"We're at the Mariott on the top floor. We got the whole thing rented out for security reasons," Niall said to her as he motioned for the other guys to wrap it up so they could get this thing started. "As long as you don't need to stop at your room for anything, we can all ride up together." He looked between the girls before stopping his eyes on Jordan. "Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"Thank you," Liam said, a happy grin on his face. "You can't believe that you're saying this? Aren't bands and musicians usually better live?" He asked her, quirking a brow. He glanced around, noticing that the guys started to seem pretty keen to leave. "You ready to leave?" He asked her, looking back over to her with a smile. "Do you need to go out and tell someone that you're heading out now?" He added, not wanting her to get into trouble.

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Jordan nodded her head. They were at the Mariott as well, but they were a couple floors down from the top. And the whole thing wasn't rented out, mostly because their fans were nowhere near the level of One Direction's. "I think we're all good," she said, not wanting to stop as her room for anything. "You looked really good out there. I mean - you guys looked good. Not just you. Everyone else, too."

Paola laughed, shaking her head as she grimaced. "Absolutely not. Most bands are awful live, trust me. If you ever get a chance to see Fall Out Boy, don't waste your time." Liam did seem to be right since everyone was headed in the direction of what she assumed would be the exit. She was honestly surprised Liam was still inviting her. "I can just shoot them text," she said with a nod. "I'd hate for use to get left."

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Niall nodes his head, before motioning for everyone to follow them back to the limo. He just wanted to get the hell out of there so they could get the night started. "You don't have to lie to me, Jordan. I know you think I was the best," he said with a wink, giving the girl his sweetest smile. "I saw you backstage watching me. You couldn't pull your eyes away."

"Hey, Fall Out Boy was not half bad when I saw them live a couple months ago," Liam argued, laughing as he grinned at her. "Oh, they wouldn't leave us behind. They know that I'd give them hell for it," he said, smirking. "You ready to go, then? I'm pretty sure that Niall's going to be chomping at the bit to get out here," he said, shaking his head as he glance over to his friend. He looked back to Paola, nodding his head towards the door before he held out his hand to her.

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Jordan looked up at him, her face flushing bright red. "I wasn't lying," she said slowly, shaking her head at him. " I wasn't - I was watching the rest of the guys! Not just you! I was - I could have looked away," she sputtered, feeling herself start to get flustered. She started to follow him back to the limo, shaking her head. "I was watching all of you guys. Not just you," she lied.

Paola smiled and nodded to Liam, excited to see where the rest of the night was going to take them. "Let's go then," she said as she began following the others to the limo. "Niall seems pretty eager to hang out with that girl, hm?" Paola whispered to Liam as they got in the limo, driving away from the screaming fans through a secret alleyway.

---

As Niall stepped into the limo first, with Jordan right behind him, he looked back at her as he sat down with a smirk on his face. "I'm sure you did, Jordan. I'm sure you did." He wasn't sure if it was actually true or not, but he liked messing with her because he thought she looked awfully cute when she blushed.

Liam grinned, leading her out of the venue and into the alleyway. He helped her into the limo, giving his head a nod. "Yeah, well, he's not the only one that's pretty eager to hang out with a girl," he said quietly, smirking faintly at her as he hoped that she'd get his point. He climbed into the limo behind her, shutting the door behind him. "So we're just heading straight to the hotel?" He asked.

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Jordan followed him into the limo, taking a seat beside him as she rolled her eyes at him. "Shut up," she mumbled, nudging her shoulder against his lightly. "I was watching all of you, not just you. I'd never lie about something like that," she said lightly, giving him a wide grin.

Paola laughed, blushing the instant Liam spoke. It was just an educated guess that she was talking about him, but he had to ask. "You're not talking about me, are you?" She asked as they hopped into the limo, taking the seat closest to Liam.

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"Yeah, the hotel!" Niall shouted to both Liam and the driver. "No stops along the way!" He'd kill someone if they had to stop somewhere and put off getting back to the hotel even longer.

"Well, it looks like you're not just a lousy drinker; you're a liar too," Niall said with a smile as he laid his arm casually behind Jordan's head, turning his body so she was facing him. He knew he'd only just met her, but he loved the way they could toss insults back and forth and laugh together like they were old friends.

Liam sat back in his seat, just grinning wide. "I might be talking about you," he said with a shrug of his shoulders. "I mean, I thought it was kind of obvious," he added, nudging her shoulder against his lightly. He sat back, watching as the limo started to pull away. "Someone's eager," he called over to Niall, grinning a shit-eating grin at his friend.

---

Jordan dropped her jaw, her eyes wide. "Lousy drinker? Lousy drinker?" She asked, kicking her foot against his lightly. "Excuse you, but I am a fantastic drinker. I could drink your ass into the ground," she said, letting out a laugh. "You have way too much confidence in yourself."

Paola laughed, shrugging her shoulders as she looked at him. "Well, I didn't want to assume too much and find out you had a girlfriend waiting for you back at the hotel," she said before she paused, tilted her eyebrows up and pressing her lips together. "You don't, do you? I don't do that whole cheating thing." Her father had cheated on her mother a few times, though he was always forgiven, and Paola thought it was despicable.

---

"We had a long day!" Niall called to Liam, rolling his eyes before he looked back over at Jordan. If Liam did anything else to embarrass him in front of her, then he was a dead man. They pulled up to their hotel not five minutes after they left, and Niall smiled, happy to finally get this night underway. "I hope you're not a sore loser. I couldn't live with myself if I made you cry," he said to Jordan with a smirk before taking her hand and guiding her out of the limo. He didn't even stop to make sure everyone was following them because they didn't really have many other places they could go and he was eager to just get up to the room.

Liam looked down at her, shaking his head. "I haven't had a girlfriend in awhile. I'm single as can be," he responded. Sure, there were almost always rumors about the guys and their many girls, but most of them were lies. He hadn't had a girlfriend in eight months. It was hard to have a relationship with his life. Most girls got tired of it. "I'm not into the whole cheating thing. It just screws everyone over," he said, making a face at her. "Really? That the only reason?" He asked, grinning wide at Niall.

---

Jordan could feel her face flush at Liam's insinuation. It didn't take much to realize what he was talking about. She looked over to Niall shaking her head as she scrunched up her nose at him. "Sore loser? The only sore loser you'll have to be worrying about is yourself, Niall," she shot back, letting him lead her out of the limo. She followed him towards the hotel, liking the way that his hand fit in hers.

Words could not explain how happy Paola was to hear that Liam didn't have a girlfriend. She only just met him, but she was already interested in seeing where this night was going to take them. He was the most handsome and charming guy she had met in a long time. "Well, that's good to know," Paola said, looking at Liam with a large smile. She then followed him out of the limo and into the hotel, where they fit half and half on two elevators to go upstairs - Jordan, Niall, Zayn, Liam and Paola in one while everyone else fit in the other. "Is it just one room for the five of you?" Paola asked Liam as Niall hit the button to head up to the top floor.

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Niall hurriedly pressed the elevator button once five of them had fit on, and he leaned against the wall while turning his body to face Jordan. Even in the horrid elevator light, she looked gorgeous, and he couldn't but smile at her. "So, what do you say we make this bet a little more interesting?" He asked with his eyebrow raised.

Liam looked down at her and grinned. He hadn't met a girl like Paola in his life, and he wanted to see where this new friendship would take them. For awhile he hadn't been looking for a girlfriend, instead finding it easier to just be on his own. But at that moment, he felt like he could pursue something with Paola. She was different. "Oh God, no," he said, shaking his head at her. "Usually it's two or three to a suite. Granted, we usually just end up passing out in one room, but we technically have a couple of rooms.

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Jordan was listening to Liam talk about their hotel rooms, Niall grabbing her attention when he spoke. "What? Oh, what do you have in mind?" She asked, turning her body so that way she could face him. The elevator dinged every floor that they passed, and she barely paid it any attention.

"That seems like it would be a disaster," Paola said with a laugh, imagining all the trouble the boys could get into together. Just from the little time she'd spent with them, she could tell that they weren't the type to just sit down and read a book. "I can't imagine a hotel ever giving you your deposit back."

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"Well, same as before with the winner getting an entire show dedicated to them, but lets have a little bit of winner's choice as well," Niall said with a smirk. The elevator door slid open and Niall hopped off quickly, making sure Jordan was right behind him. "If I win, you have to stay the night with me." He paused, holding his hands in the air. "No funny business involved, I swear." He smiled at her and continued. "And if you win, which won't happen, you get whatever you want."

"It's a disaster regardless," Liam said with a laugh. "Management almost always has complaints for us by the time we leave a hotel," he told her with a shrug. It was true. Someone almost always ended up getting in trouble one way or another. "It's not that bad. We did get in trouble a couple weeks ago when the security camera caught Niall and Haz walking around our floor in their underwear," he said with a laugh.

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Jordan followed him out of the elevator, her eyes wide as he spoke. "I - I have to stay the night with you?" She asked, a slow grin easing its way onto her features. "Why do you want me to spend the night with you?" She asked, tilting her head as she looked up at him. She knew that she wouldn't mind staying the night with him - whether funny business was involved or not - but she was curious as to why he wanted her to in the first place.

Paola laughed, imagining the guys getting into all sorts of mischief together. It seemed like they did more play than work most of the time. "Do you think we'll get into any sort of trouble tonight?" Paola asked with a mischief smile, her eyebrows raised up just a bit.

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"Well, Jordan, I don't think that's any of your business," Niall said, smiling back at her as he unlocked the door to their suite, happy to finally be back to their room so they could get the drinking started. "Now, what do you want if you win?"