“Uh, Danielle, hi. What are you doing here?” Melissa questioned forcing a smile onto her face. She had to remain calm. No matter how bad her luck seemed to be, not everyone knew about it.

Danielle smiled back at her, “My doctor moved to this office and I have a physical today.” She explained sounding slightly confused. Melissa nodded and turned to the desktop computer that they used for all paperwork and appointments. “How’s James doing?” Danielle asked making conversation so as not to stand there awkwardly.

“He’s doing well. There have been a few hectic days, but I think he’s going to be fine.” Melissa felt the guilt eating away at her. Here was a girl being so nice to her unaware of the current drama taking place behind her back. She felt like she was being dishonest, but to who?

“That’s good.” Danielle nodded. “Liam said you guys had a blast on Halloween.” Her smile became expectant. Liam hadn’t spoken much about the party and Danielle was curious.

Melissa smiled keeping her wide eyes on the monitor, “Yeah, James really had fun. The lads are cool to be around.”

“I talked to Eleanor and she told me she saw…” The dancer started in a wary voice. It was clear she wasn’t sure if she should be saying what she was about to say.

The nervous girl looked up interrupting, “Dr. Whitmore is with a patient right now, but she’ll be available in a few. Just have a seat.” Melissa motioned to the chairs of the waiting room professional glancing back up at Danielle briefly. Instantly she froze. Danielle’s friendly expression was gone. She looked down at Melissa with another knowing expression. Wordlessly she turned and took a seat. Melissa let out a shaky breath as her head began to pound.

How does she constantly figure it out? Melissa wondered to herself. In that look alone it seemed as though Danielle knew, but she couldn’t know. Not unless Liam told her. Yet Melissa knew that Liam hadn’t done that. She remembered the girl mentioning Eleanor, Louis’s girlfriend. Did that mean that she had seen them kiss? No one else was around when they left. Melissa was sure of it. So why had Danielle looked at her like that? She had no clue. Perhaps she was just paranoid. Melissa nodded to herself. Yeah, I’m simply paranoid.

~~*~~

Liam was off his game. Typically he did great in interviews, but today he was not up to par. The boys were deflecting for him. Whenever the interviewer would turn her attention to Liam they would recapture it. It was entertaining for the audience; appearing as a big joke. Yet Liam could feel the frustration radiating from every one of them. He tried to snap to. Willing himself to focus and get his head on straight.

“That sounds like it will be eventful.” The snooty interviewer commented. She slyly shuffled her notecards turning her attention to Liam. “Recently stories have broken that you have a son. Do you have anything to say about these rumors Liam?”

Liam looked up, “Well it is true that I have a son.” He confirmed the rumors and stories smoothly. The audience was intrigued inclining closer as not to miss a word he said.

The interviewer nodded her head, “Is there a reason you kept him a secret?” She looked down at the notecard in her hand. “There are some wild allegations and supposed explanations as to why, but we want to hear it from you.” She fixed her glaze causing Liam to take in a deep breath. Management had prepped him for this question. He knew exactly what he was supposed to say.

With an assured aura he opened to his mouth to answer, “There’s a lot more to the situation and I’m not comfortable talking about it currently.” That seemed to satisfy most of the audience and the interviewer.

“What is your son’s name?”

“James,” Liam answered.

“And he’s two, correct?” The interviewer inquired. Liam nodded in response. They continued the interview. It ended with a laugh. The lads were able to interact with the audience for a short time before being ushered off of the stage and into their waiting SUV.

“Well that wasn’t too bad.” Harry commented as the door closed behind them. The other boys looked at him in disbelief as Louis slapped him across the back of his head. “Ouch,” He complained rubbing the spot where he was hit.

“You’re an idiot.” Louis shrugged.

“I’m the idiot.” Liam muttered turning to look out of the window as they drove away.

Notes

So what do you guys think?