Maggie's BOYS

"Starting over is easy.....said no one....ever!"

Follow me... as I embark on a new, crazy and utterly insane road to self-discovery as a MENTOR/HANDLER/TBD for the super group One Direction. Be there as I forge relationships with these five young men, learn who I bond with and who I don’t. Heart strings are pulled, buttons are pushed, and lines are crossed. Is this the excitement and adventure that I had in mind or am I on a journey that is destined for disaster.


10. "Is he still here?"


I am awakened by a loud repetitive pounding on the door which jolted me from my otherwise blissful slumber. “Ugh, what is it?” I say as I practically fall out of my gigantic bed. I attempt to pick myself up off of the floor, only to trip over my shoes that I had left at the foot of my bed.

Still somewhat disorientated and disorganized I did somewhat manage to compose myself enough to answer the door. Kind of.

I turn the handle and pull, but the door does not budge, I try again and it still does not open. “What the hell?” I hear myself say.

“Are you having trouble, love?” says the muffled British voice from the other side of the door.

“No, I think I got it,” I say as I realize that I needed to unlatch the secondary lock.

I again fumble anxiously with the handle before I actually get the door open. “Stupid ass door,” I say under my breath. Why do I have so much trouble out of the simplest of tasks? I blame Harry for keeping me up all night. Yeah, I’m gonna go with that.

Once I finally have the door open I am met by the smiling eyes of the one that I am pretty sure they call Liam. Seeing him standing there in a tank top and grey cotton gym shorts, I am suddenly reminded how disheveled my own appearance must be, being the fact that I practically just fell out of my bed and all.

“Liam, right?” I say as I try to casually run my fingers through my hair, which of course get caught amidst the mass of tangles.

“At your service, my lady,” he says tipping his ball cap while smiling at me.

“What time is it?” I ask in my best, your mate Harry kept me up all night and it’s way too early to be awake voice.

“It is ten o’clock, love”, he says as he crosses the threshold into my suite.

“Oh wow, really?”

“Well actually it’s about 10 after, I’ve been standing at your door for a few minutes now.”

“Oh God I am so sorry, I totally overslept, I….um...had a really late night, but if you could just give me a minute or two to freshen up, I will be good as new”.

“Judging by the amount of empty wine bottles …I am surprised that you even made it to the door”.

“Uh, I didn’t drink all of those by myself Mr. Smarty Pants”.

“Hmmm….let me guess, Mr. Styles helped you?”

“Maybe,” I say with guilty grin.

“Is he still here?” He asks in a kind of pissy tone.

“No he is not still here!” I cry. “And to be honest I am kind of offended that you would even think that”.

“Oh Maggie, I do apologize, I just assumed….”

“You should never assume,” I interrupt. I can feel my hangover leave my body as the adrenaline pumps through my veins.

“I am really sorry Maggie, please forgive me,” he pleads.

I am so angry at his premature judgment of me that I am literally shaking, but as soon as I see those sad eyes looking back at me an immediate calm takes over. There is no way that I can stay mad at him now.

 “Look Liam, you don’t know me just yet, so I am going to give you a free pass…this time.”

“Fair enough,” he says in an almost whisper. “Can we start over now?”

“Absolutely!” I say.

I left Liam sitting at the kitchen table while I set off to freshen up and to change out of the clothes that I had conveniently passed-out in the night before. I took my cue from Liam’s work-out attire and dressed in a plain pink t-shirt and a pair of pink and navy blue yoga capris. I attempt to brush out the mass of tangles that had formed throughout my hair before finally pulling into a messy bun that I piled on top of my head.

Semi-satisfied with my appearance, I grab my sneakers out of my yet to be unpacked suitcase and my binder off of the dresser (which with the help from Harry have now jokingly dubbed the “1D Bible”) just in case I need to takes notes, and head to the other room to rejoin Liam.

I find him sitting on the sofa flipping through the TV channels as I enter the room. “I’m back,” I announce as I take a seat in the oversize chair.

“I see that,” he says. “I took the liberty of ordering breakfast, I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I ordered a little bit of everything, so I hope you’re hungry.”

“Actually, I am starving.”

“Good, room service should be here with it in about 20 minutes or so.”

“Awesome,” I say as I lean over the table to lace up my shoes. “Do I smell coffee?”

“You do.”

“Again, A…W...E...some! You are earning all kinds of brownie points with me Mr. Liam Payne.” I say smiling.

“Ah, that’s good to know.” He says returning the smile.

A few minutes later I return to my chair with our coffee and I can see that he finally settled on an old episode of Criminal Minds.

“I love this show”, I say as I set his coffee down in front of him.

“Thanks, love. It’s a good show, I have the box sets of seasons 1 thru 7.”

“I have a confession.” I say coyly.

“What’s that?” He says as he blows on his coffee.

“I’m kind of embarrassed to admit this so please don’t judge me, but….I only started watching this show because I thought Shemar Moore was incredibly sexy.”

“Oh…Maggie, you perv.” Liam says playfully.

“Hey, I said no judging.”

“Sorry love, I call ‘em like I see ‘em.”

“Whateverrrrrr Liam, I will gladly accept that title…when it comes to him.”

“I do admit he is a rather handsome lad.” He confesses.

“Honestly, have you ever seen a man, who might I add is in his 40’s, look that good? I really think that God broke the mold with him.”

“I don’t know about all that, now.”

“Well I do.” I say arrogantly. I have never dated a man that much older, but for him, I would sooo totally consider it. Alright let me stop now, before you think that I am crazy.”

“Oh…it’s too late for that, love.” He says with a sinister grin. “But, since you’re funny and cute I think I’ll keep you…for now anyway.”

“Um, gee thanks?” A little confused by his backhanded compliment, I decide to just go with it, hell I’d probably think I was crazy too. “Wow, I sure wish that food would hurry up and get here.”

“It should be here anytime, you must be patient.”

“Patient?” I ask. “Tell that to my growling stomach.”

“Alright.” He says as he quickly moves from the sofa and kneels in front of me, shaking his finger at my mid-section. “Now listen here Maggie’s stomach, you must be patient, do you hear me….?”

“Oh…my…God!” I say laughing hysterically as I push him away. “You are insane.”

“I have my moments.” He says joining me in my laughter.

Several minutes later we watch as the hotel staff set up our mini breakfast buffet. I of course would have dug right in if Liam hadn’t held me back. “Patience,” he whispers in my ear. “Stay back and watch the magic happen.”

I do as I am told, and I am utterly amazed at what unfolds before my very eyes. Within minutes, a lavish spread of dome covered dishes, carafes of juice, bowls of fruit and a delicious smelling assortment of breads and pastries are set up on a fancy laced covered rectangular shaped table.

Once finished the staff quietly excused themselves, all but one, who remained behind to get a signature of receipt. When the young man whose name tag says Cody, approaches us Liam immediately steps forward and takes the leather looking booklet from his hand. Just barely glancing at its contents, he quickly signs and hands it back along with a few bills that he had pulled from his wallet. “Thank you Mr. Payne, Ms. Kincaid, please enjoy your breakfast and please dial “6” from the hotel phone when you are ready for us to clear this away.” He says as he prepares to leave us with all of this glorious food.

“Thank you Cody, we will.” Liam says as he walks him to the door.

“Oh my God, Liam.” I say as soon as the door closes. “Look at all of this food, how in the world are we going to eat all of this?”

“You said you were hungry, remember?”

“Yeah, but not that hungry, smartass.”

“No worries, love. What we don’t eat we can store in the fridge for later. Besides I’m pretty sure that it will get eaten, you are aware that there are four other human garbage disposals in this band, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, I suppose your right.” I say as I suddenly feel less guilty knowing that all of this food will not go to waste.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” He asks. “Let’s eat!”

I grab a plate and approach the buffet table, I remove the first dome cover to find beautiful, fluffy scrambled eggs. I add a heaping spoonful to my plate and move on to the next covered dish in which I find assorted meats. Sausage links and patties, country ham, and bacon, I choose the bacon to add to my plate, but reserve the right to go back for seconds. I passed on the grits and oatmeal…yuck. I go on to add some fruit, hashbrowns and a biscuit to my already over-flowing plate. The last covered dish was loaded with stacks of pancakes and French toast, I had a hard time deciding which one I wanted, but in the end I went with the French toast.

I join Liam at the table and the first thing that I do is move my french toast to another plate. I cannot stand for my syrup to get mixed with the other food. I know, I am weird but I like my eggs to taste like eggs and my bacon to taste like bacon, not like syrup. I butter my biscuit and take a big bite.

“Oh…my,” I gasp covering my half full mouth, I close my eyes as I savor the sweet buttermilk taste. “This is heavenly,” I admit as I look for something to wash it down with.

“Ooh hold on,” Liam says as he jumps up from the table. “Milk, juice, coffee or water?”

“Milk.” I mumble as I stick a piece of bacon in my mouth.  I watch intently as Liam pours me a glass of milk and himself a glass of orange juice.

“Here you go.”

“Thanks, love.” I say winking at him, purposely mimicking his use of the word “love”.

Grinning back at me he throws out a “Your”

We continue to get to know each other as we steadily consume our breakfast. He asks me questions about Noah and the rest of my family and I in turn ask about his. I now fully understand why he’s so polite and helpful, growing up being the only the boy with two older sisters has taught him to respect women, his mama trained him well.

His helpful nature was definitely noticed as we, together cleared the plates and put away all that left-over food.

“I am so ready for a nap,” I tell Liam, as I pretend to yawn.

“I don’t think so.” He chimes. “It is time for part two of our One-on-One.”

“Part two?”

“It’s time that we burn off all of these calories that we just gained.”

“Oh, it is?” I ask yawning for real this time.

So much for my nap.

“Yes it is, trust me, you will feel better afterwards.”

“Oh, I’m sure I will,” I say rolling my eyes. “Give me a minute though, I want to brush my teeth and then I need to find my earbuds for my phone, I’ve got to have my music when I exercise.”

“Uh…what, my company is not enough?”

“Um….no.” I say as I close my bedroom door.

“Ugh…fine, no problem.” I hear him call through the door. “I’ll have Paddy anyway, he will talk to me while I work-out.”

“Okay.” I call back laughing.

He is way too funny for his own good I think to myself as I dig through my purse for my earbuds. “Ah got ‘em” I say out loud, as I pull them from the front pocket. I quickly brush my teeth, then grab my phone to call Melissa. I end up getting her voicemail, so I decide to just leave her a message telling her that all was well and that I will call her back later. I start to head back to join Liam when I notice that my phone is almost dead. “Dammit” I say under my breath as I open the door.

“Well it seems to be your lucky day, Mr. Payne.” I say still looking at my phone.

“Why is that?” He asks.

“Well it seems that my…HELLO…what is this?” I am completely caught off guard by the beautiful vase of pink and yellow roses that now sit in the middle of the kitchen table.

“These came for you, while you were in your room.”

“Oh my God, they’re beautiful!” I squeal as I pull the card to read its contents.

***Had a great evening getting to know you, can’t wait to do it again, soon. X Harry***

“Aw…they’re from Harry.”

“Uh yeah…that sounds like something he would do, that’s typical charming Harry for ya.” He says sounding a little annoyed. “Are you ready?”

“Yes, I’m ready and why do you seem aggravated all of a sudden?” I ask as I follow him out into the hall.

“There you are mate,” he says to who I assume is Paddy, completely ignoring me and my question.

After brief introductions I fall in line with the two men as we head for the gym.


In the gym I first jump on the treadmill, I want to start out slow. Liam grabs the one next to me. Paddy however, leans up against the wall behind us keeping a close eye on his charge.

“What’s up with him?” Whispering as I nod my head back towards Paddy.

“He has already had his work-out today…hey what happened to your…music?”

“Err, yeah…that, I started to tell you earlier, then I saw the roses and I got a little sidetracked. My phone was almost dead, so I had to charge it.”

“So no music?”

“No music,” I say pouting.

“Well I guess you’ll have to talk to me now.”

“Yeah.” I say smiling. “Or you could just sing to me, that is what you do isn’t it?”

“Yes, I could do that…if you had a million dollars, I get paid to sing nowadays.”

“Ooh, that’s a little pricey, let me get back to you on that.”

We both continue to laugh and carry on as we exercise. I find Liam to be just as, if not more fun than Harry, and my God he is so smart. I can definitely see us becoming good friends in the future.


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