"Fine, it's nearly one anyway so we'd better clear the studio," Justin said, holding out his hand to help me up.
I shook my head, laughing. "Can't. I honestly can't move," I muttered, closing my eyes, trying to catch my breath. The next thing I know Liam was there, he grabbed hold of me and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing at all, and headed towards the girls shower room, laughing. "What the hell are you doing?" I cried, still annoyed at him for what he did to me last night.
"Helping you," he stated. I could tell he was smirking by his stupid sexy voice.
"Put me down!" I ordered, trying to wriggle free, but he just gripped me tighter.
I heard the shower turn on.
No! He wouldn't!
He did.
