They Don't Know About Us [L.P]

     Not too long ago, I accepted the manager spot. Once again, the tour got pushed back because our first arena got closed down for the next few days which means we had to wait for yet another two to three weeks to go on tour. So we've been in the house getting everything ready.

I've gotten the boys more interviews and performances to keep them from going crazy. I've been communicating with the team rather easily about the things I scheduled. Paul hasn't been giving me a hard time at all, but Dave and I have still been butting heads. There's just something about that guy that sets me off.

We've all been relaxing all morning out in the pool and had some pool wars with water guns. Niall and I had a duel on the shoulders of Harry and Liam. Niall pushed me off about three times and I knocked him off about four times, partly out of food distraction.

I was all dried and I set my towel down on my bed. I turned around and Liam walked in the room with a tank top on and his shorts on still.
"That was a fun day in the pool!" I said. He smiled at me and grabbed my hands. He laced our fingers and just smiled at me. "Why are you just smiling at me?" I laugh. "It's creeping me out!"
"You just look so beautiful when water drips from your hair. Have I mentioned?" He asked. I smile at him.
"Yes. In fact, it was the day we kissed!" I said, smiling at him. He chuckled.
"Well, I say things multiple times when it's true!" I rolled my eyes and he laughed at me.
"You're such an idiot!" I said before cupping his face, kissing him. I pulled back and hit the side of his leg. "I've gotta change. I don't like the feeling of this wet bathing suit." I told him. Liam laughed at me and I walked to my closet. I walked in, grabbing a pair of clothes. When I walked out, turning the light off, I saw him now sitting on the bed. "Which is Irish for get out!" I said to him.

He rolled his eyes with a slight chuckle and walked out the door, closing it behind him. My gut didn't trust him so I walked into the bathroom, locking the door, and changed into my pair of gray track pants and a white tank top shirt.

I let my hair fall down my back, letting it hide my scar on my shoulder blade. I left my arm alone, hoping it wouldn't be seen. They didn't seem to see when we were in the pool. And I didn't feel like wearing a long sleeve.

I took my chances and headed downstairs. The boys were piling back in from the back yard and went to change. Once they all did, about ten minutes passed by and we in the kitchen, talking about the tour.

"Well, you don't want too much smoke. That's just gonna make Liam pass out." Niall said. I agree with him.
"You know those smoke bombs. We can use those to blow during Rock Me at the boost." I said.
"And we can use the fire torches. Just go on light cause that time they scared Harry." I grin at Louis's comment and turn to Harry. He rolled his eyes and I chuckle a little bit.
We then hear a thud come from upstairs. We all turn and look at the stairs. "What was that?" Zayn asked. I shrug.
"Probably my vanity again." I take my hand off the counter and run up the stairs. As I make my way to the room, I hear a groan come from Liam's room. I stop in my tracks and turn to his door. I open the door and I saw Liam on the ground. "LIAM!" I gasp.
I fall to my knees by his side. "Liam, what is it?" I ask him. I see he holds his side where his kidney is. "Is it your kidney?" He nods as he groans again. "Oh my god!" I mumble. "Hang in there, okay. HARRY, NIALL, LOUIS, ZAYN, GET UP HERE!" I yell. Harry comes bursting through the door.
"What happened?" He asked me before looking at Liam.
"It's his kidney," I tell them. "Zayn, go call 9-1-1!" He nods and runs out of the room, back to the living room.
"Did it give out?" Niall asked. I shrug.
"I don't know but we need to get him downstairs," I say.
"I don't think we should move him," Harry said. I look up at him, hand on Liam's chest.
"I know. But when they get here, how are they gonna get him down the stairs on a stretcher?" I ask them. The three nod.
"Good point. Let's get him up!" Harry said as he leans down. Louis goes to his back and helps him sit up. I take his arm and put it over my shoulder. Harry does the same. "We're gonna help you up, okay." He nods. I count down for him and Louis helps lift him from his back.
"I'll get the ice pack," Niall said, running out the door. We slowly walk Liam out of the room and walk down the stairs. We get to the bottom and Liam starts to sink.
"Set him down," Louis said. We get off the last stair and set him on the ground.
"Liam, are you okay?" I ask him.
"My kidney gave out." I put my hands through my hair and Harry picks me up from next to him as Niall makes his way back with the ice pack and water bottle. He put the water bottle under his neck and applied the ice pack on his side.
It's been a few minutes before there was a knock on the door and Zayn opened it. Harry and I stand up on the couch. Harry's been keeping me calm since we got Liam downstairs.
The paramedics got to Liam and started asking a whole bunch of questions. "Has he had past problems with this particular kidney?" The paramedic asked. Louis nods.
"That kidney doesn't particularly work. It gave out at birth." He explains. I stand there in shock. What? He never told me his kidney gave out at birth.
"Okay. We're gonna take him down to the hospital, get him checked out." Louis and Zayn nod.
"You okay?" Harry asked me, hands on shoulders. I had my hands on my cheeks, restraining myself.
"I'm holding on." Harry put his chin on the top of my head. The paramedics get Liam on the stretcher and wheel him out.
"I'll go with him," Zayn says. Niall nods.
"I'll come too." He said. "We'll call his mom on the way." Zayn grabs his jacket off the love seat and they walk out.
"Here," Zayn said, tossing the keys to Louis. "Meet us down there." We nod as they rush out the door to get to the ambulance. Harry lets me go and I run upstairs to my room, grabbing my shoes.
"Kayla, let's go!" Louis's voice rang from the stairs. I slid on my boot and run out the door, closing it. I get to the second step and jump off the case. I run to the door and we get to the car, following the ambulance.
As the sirens allow the ambulance to go further, we get stuck behind quite a few cars. "Dammit! We're jammed!" Louis said hitting the wheel. I lean back in my seat and look up to the top of the car. Just get us there, please!