I turned and I tossed around in the hard hotel bed next to Liam.
"Shh. I think we're waking up Charlie." Liam whispered. I flipped over and saw that Liam was doing one of his famous twitcams.
"Liam, it's 2 am. Go to sleep." I said sleepily. We were back in London for the night. I sat up to throw my hair in a crappy ponytail.
"Sorry. I'm just not that tired." He told me with a smile. He looked at me for a moment and stopped smiling.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Nothing." He said quietly, looking over some tweets. I wrapped the cover over my head and sat next to Liam.
"Need help?" I asked.
"Sure. Their actually asking about you."
"Really?" I was flabbergasted with relief. I didn't really know how the fans thought of me. I looked over some of the questions and one weird one popped up.
"Are me and Liam dating??" I asked with an amused smile. I laughed and said, "We're really good friends. I swear by it."
As Liam answered a lot of embarrassing questions I leaned my head on his shoulder and listened.
"No! I will not kiss Liam! He's like my brother!" I said as I read over a question. I was smiling uncontrollably as I saw fans begging me to kiss Liam.
"Fine." I sat up and quickly kissed Liam on the cheek and sat back down
. "See!! I kissed him!" I said. I smiled to myself as I read a tweet that said, "Aww! <3 Liam's blushing!!" "Liam are you blushing?" I asked with a yawn.
"No." He said sharply.
I smiled and tried to bury my face into his arm further.
"You're such a bad lier, Liam."
"Am not."
"Are to." I yawned again, positioning my head into Liam's lap. He pulled the blanket up to my chin and rested his hand on my stomach. I tried to fall back asleep, but I wanted to ease drop on Liam's twitcam. In throughout the twitcam, Liam rubbed my cheek. I tried my best to seem like I was sleep, so I refrained from blushing. I felt Liam laugh and say, "Yes, she's quiet beautiful."
OMG!!!! Do you know how hard it was not to fangirl? IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE!!!! I kicked my feet out of the cover and wiggled them.
"Charlie, you're not asleep." Liam laughed.
"Am not. Oops." I giggled and shook my head.
"You were being way too loud!"
"You never fell asleep." He told me. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ "Let me sleep...or else."
"Or else what?" Zayn asked me. It was the next morning and me and Liam and some fans we up kinda late that night.
"Or else, I'ma kick your ass." I said into my pillow.
"If you don't get up, I'm gonna pick you up."
"Do it! I want you to! I double dog dare you to-" I began to yell. Zayn had already picked me up and dropped me into one of the chairs.
"Show off." I groaned.
"I don't show off." He smiled before he began to walk out. He stopped short and yelled back, "When I get back, you better be dressed and ready."
"Or what? Are you gonna throw me over your knee and spank me?" I challenged. I didn't think he was gonna do it until he smiled and said, "Don't test me."
I waited for him to leave to roll my eyes and got dressed. When I finished I had on a graphic tee that said, I mustache you a question. And in small print it said "bur, I'll shave it for later. And some jeans.
"Are you ready?" Zayn said as he barged in, yet again.
"Yes!" I yelled at him.
"Someone's snappy!" He told me sarcastically.