Unexpected
Chapter 16
Charlie’s POV:
We finally arrive at the hotel in New York City and all make our way to our rooms. I’m sharing a room with Zayn, separate beds of course. I’m happy because I feel like I haven’t seen him much in the past few days because I’ve been spending so much time with Harry.
Paul informs us that we have the afternoon to relax before we have to be in a shuttle on our way to the Jimmy Kimmel Live studio. The boys are doing an interview and performing for the audience. And after the show, we’re all free to come back and spend the rest of the night doing whatever.
Zayn opens up the door to our room and I stumble in, exhausted and jet lagged. I claim the bed closest to the window and flop down onto the plush comforter.
“Has touring finally caught up to you, babe?” Zayn laughs and begins to unpack his suitcase into the large dresser. Normally we wouldn’t unpack at all, but seeing as how we’re going to be in New York for an entire week, it almost seems necessary.
“I don’t understand how you’re not dead right now. I can barely move my mouth to speak.” I mumble into the bed. I manage to lift myself up and walk over to my suitcase, pulling out my shower bag.
“All I can think about right now is taking a scalding hot shower and then snuggling into that bed and napping until dinner time.” I close the bathroom door as I hear Zayn chuckle. I turn the water on as hot as it can go and begin to strip off my clothes.
The room fills with steam as I jump in behind the billowy shower curtain and let the water scorch my tired body. It takes me almost five minutes to finally start washing my hair because the heat feels so amazing. After about fifteen minutes of heaven, I shut the shower off and wrap myself in a huge white towel. Before I leave the room, I draw hearts all over the steamed mirror; a habit I started when I was little.
I open the door and walk out to see Zayn sprawled out on his bed watching some random television show. He whistles at me as I pad over to my suitcase to pull out a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt.
“Shut up, Malik.” He laughs and I throw one of my shoes at him. I change in the bathroom, brush my teeth and climb into the ginormous bed. God bless pillow top mattresses.
Zayn rolls out of his bed and makes his way to the bathroom to shower.
“Jesus, Charlie. It’s still so steamy in here! There better be some hot water left for me.”
“Hey, not my fault.” I mumble as I snuggle deeper into the sheets.
“Nice hearts on the mirror, babe.” I laugh before I fall into a deep sleep.
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*Several hours later*
“I really want to go to Times Square this week. I heard it’s brilliant at night.” Niall states as I watch him get his hair done for the Jimmy Kimmel show. We arrived at the studio about two hours ago to make sure the boys are all ready before they go out for their interview.
“Have you ever visited here before, Charlie?” Niall looks at me and I shake my head.
“Nope! First time. I’ve always wanted to, though. You and I are going to have to be tourists together this week!” He throws me two thumbs up and a huge smile.
Niall may be the nicest kid I have ever met. I’ve gotten to know him a lot better since the first concert and I can tell the kid couldn’t hurt a fly. Which makes me that much more at ease thinking about him and Emma together. I had “the talk” with him about his involvement with my friend and I could tell he was sincere when he said that he had no intentions of hurting her in any way.
I couldn’t wait for her to finally get here! She would be flying in on our first show in Las Vegas and staying with us until our last show in Los Angeles. Niall was equally as excited to see her; he filled me in on all the things he had planned for their time together.
“I’m going to check on the guys, see if they need anything.” Niall and I fist bumped before I walked out of Hair & Makeup and down the hall to the Green Room. I heard a shout and then a loud thud. My heart is racing as I swing the door open only to find Louis, Harry and Zayn wrestling on the floor. Liam is sitting on the couch, laughing hysterically.
“What the hell is going on?” They all stop what they’re doing and look up at me with sheepish smiles. I press my fingertips to my temples and sigh.
“Sorry, Charlie! We’re just having some fun! We’re teenage boys, what did you expect?” Louis comes over and ruffles my hair before sprawling out on the couch next to Liam.
“Well, just be careful. Paul would kill me if any of you injured yourselves.” They all nodded. Zayn sits in a large chair adjacent to the couch and motions for me to come sit with him. I walk over and plop down on his lap, his arms lacing around my waist.
“Are we still on for tonight, babe?” I look sideways at him and smile before nodding excitedly.
“Yep! I’m going to get the ice cream after the show and I already have the movies being sent up to the room.”
“Wait, what’s going on tonight?” I look over at Harry who is staring intently at us from his spot on the couch.
“Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you all. Zayn and I having decided to start a new tour tradition for everyone. We’re getting a crap load of ice cream and watching a bunch of scary movies.” I say as Zayn tightens his arms around my waist.
“Tonight, it’s the Saw series. I heard they were pretty gross.” Zayn exclaims and I laugh.
“I’m so down!” Louis shouts, Liam agreeing with him.
Paul walks in with Niall and tells us its twenty minutes until air time. I climb off of Zayn and follow the boys down the hall. We make our way back stage and wait for the crew to give them the cue to walk out.
I watch as they make their way around the wall, listening to the audience scream and cheer, and I can’t help but hug myself. How did I get so lucky? I have a perfect job, I get to travel the world and I have become friends with five amazing guys. I couldn’t ask for anything else.
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Zayn’s POV:
“Ewwwww! Oh my gosh! What’s that? What is that?! No! Don’t go in there!” Charlie shrieks and pulls the covers over her head as we’re watching one of the Saw movies. I laugh hysterically and watch her eyes grow wide with horror as she peeks over the sheets.
“Jeez, Charlie, if you know you’re going to get this freaked out, maybe you shouldn’t have picked scary movies to watch!” Louis exclaims from the other bed in mine and Charlie’s room.
“Shut up, Lou! I didn’t think it was going to be this bad!” She shoots him a glare and chucks a pillow at him, completely missing and hitting Niall while he’s spooning ice cream into his mouth.
“Oi! You just made me spill all over myself! Can I borrow a shirt, Zayn?” I point to my dresser and he sits up and strips his shirt off.
“Can you get me one of his sweatshirts, too? I’m freezing.” Charlie asks and Niall looks back at her with a confused look.
“Sweatshirt?” Charlie rolls her eyes.
“Ugh. Sorry. Jumper. Whatever.” I poke her side and she winks at me. Niall hands her my favorite black jumper and she pulls it over her head. I chuckle as I notice how tiny she looks in it. I can’t say that I’m not enjoying her in it, though.
A few minutes go by and she’s diving into my chest, hiding her face in my t-shirt. I get a small shiver as her arms wrap tightly around my torso. Scary movies were such a good idea.
“Zayyyyyyyyn, I’m scared.” I sigh as I place an arm around her waist and pull her close to me, kissing the top of her lemon-scented head.
“Shh, it’s okay. I’ll tell you when the scary part is over.” She nods and I can feel her breathing start to slow down as I rub lazy circles on her back. I smile as I rest my chin in her hair.
“Jeez, don’t you two look cozy.” I shoot Louis a glare and flick him off and Charlie mutters a ‘fuck off’ from her spot in my chest. As I turn away I notice that Harry is staring at Charlie, brow furrowed. What’s his problem? All of the sudden, he huffs loudly and gets up from his spot beside Louis and starts walking towards the door.
“Headed somewhere, Haz?” Liam asks, sitting next to me. He doesn’t even look back at him as he answers.
“I’m tired. Going to sleep.” He slams the door and Liam and I give each other confused glances, but shrug it off.
“I’ll go check on him. See what’s wrong.” Louis gets up and heads towards the door as we go back to watching the movie.
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Harry’s POV:
I guess they are just two peas in a pod, aren’t they?
I think to myself as I watch Charlie sitting on Zayn’s lap in the Green Room. They’re telling us about their new tradition they’re starting and I can’t help but feel slightly jealous. I really wanted to spend as much time as possible with Charlie on this part of the tour, but Zayn keeps getting in the way.
Sure, I spent the entire airplane ride here with her and we’ve hung out on the bus a lot, but I wanted to go out and do actual things while we’re here. Just us. No one else.
I had so many days planned out for us to adventure around the cities we were visiting, so hopefully she and I can still do that.
We’ll see.
**later that evening**
“Ewwwww! Oh my gosh! What’s that? What is that?! No! Don’t go in there!” I look over to see Charlie crying as she pulls the covers over her head at a disturbing part of the movie. She’s so cute when she’s scared. Her big brown eyes go wide and her lips fall open into a plump ‘o’.
“Jeez, Charlie, if you know you’re going to get this freaked out, maybe you shouldn’t have picked scary movies to watch!” Louis yells from his spot next to me. I laugh because it’s actually quite true. She’s been whining this entire time.
“Shut up, Lou! I didn’t think it was going to be this bad!” She goes to throw a pillow at him but completely over shoots it and ends up hitting Niall in the lounge chair next to the bed.
“Oi! You just made me spill all over myself! Can I borrow a shirt, Zayn?” Zayn motions to the dresser.
“Can you get me one of his sweatshirts, too? I’m freezing.” Charlie asks Niall while he’s searching through the drawer for a shirt. I feel a heat start to build in the pit of my stomach as I watch her put Zayn’s jumper on.
I don’t know why it’s making me so annoyed, but I just don’t like seeing her in another guy’s jumper. What’s so wrong with that? Wait…that is wrong…we’re only friends. Remember, Harry? I sigh loudly and drop my head in my hands. This is getting harder and harder each day.
It didn’t help that I feel completely compelled to take care of her after she told me about Eric. I just never want to see a painful look cross her face. Ever. But I also didn’t want anyone else doing the same thing for her. Like Zayn. I knew she said they were just friends, but I can’t help but notice how he looks at her.
I guess Louis noticed my change in behavior because he nudges me slightly as asks if I’m okay. I nod and fake a smile before resting my head in my hands again.
I glance up after I hear Charlie scream again, and watch as she buries her face in Zayn’s chest. My jaw starts to clench as she wraps her arms around his waist and he kisses her head.
I SHOULD BE DOING THAT.
“Zayyyyyyyyn, I’m scared.”
“Shh, it’s okay. I’ll tell you when the scary part is over.” With the combination of his big grin and him rubbing her back, I start to get really agitated.
“Jeez, don’t you two look cozy.” Louis mutters and Zayn glares at him. I look down at Charlie who is still snuggled into Zayn’s chest and I can barely control the steam coming out of my ears. I need to get out of here. I can’t take it. I sit up abruptly and start to walk towards the door.
“Headed somewhere, Haz?” Liam calls after me as I grab the door handle.
“I’m tired. Going to sleep.” I grumble and close the door swiftly behind me. I open the door to my room, plop down on my bed and cover my eyes with my arm. I jolt slightly as I hear a light rap on the door.
“Haz? You in there?” I hear Louis’ voice from outside the door and I yell to him that it’s open. I don’t look at him as I feel the bed beside me sink down from his weight.
“What was going on back there, mate? One minute, you’re fine and then the next you’re huffing and puffing?” Damn, I hate how Louis notices everything I do. Sometimes I think the kid knows me better than I know myself.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” I mumble.
“It’s about Charlie and Zayn, ain’t it?” My breath hitches and I sit still for a moment before lifting my arm off of my eyes to look at him.
“I knew it..you like Charlie, don’t you?” I sat up and put my head in my hands.
“No!...yes…I don’t know.”
“Talk to me.” I sigh and sit up before turning to face him. I tell him about the first time we met and what I told her. I tell him about our moment in the bathroom and then about my apology and how we’ve been getting on really well lately. His eyes go wide as I tell him about the plane ride and Eric. And then I blurt out all my feelings from watching her with Zayn just now.
“Wow..I can’t believe someone would actually do that. I mean, I feel like I’d want to do the same thing. Scoop her up and hold her forever. Wow, that’s terrible.” I nod along.
“Right? And I don’t know if it’s because of what she told me that has started to get me all confused. Am I started to grow more feelings because I like her? Or am I just being a concerned friend and wanted her to be happy?” Louis shakes his head as he rubs his neck.
“I don’t know, Harry. I guess, looking at it from an outsider’s perspective, I don’t think a friend would get that worked up about someone comforting her. I mean, Zayn doesn’t mean anything by it. Of course, I’m not sure what he’s feeling, but they just seem like good friends. I think what just happened in there kinda shows you how you really feel. Don’t you think?” He looks at me and I groan. Because he’s right.
“So, what do you think you’re gonna do? I mean, you really can’t act on anything. Unless…” I sit up straight and look at him.
“Unless?”
“Well, I don’t think you should do anything about it because of the contract and all. But if SHE were to show interest and make a decision on her own, then I don’t see why you two couldn’t work something out. Maybe you could sway her in your favor somehow?” I look at him with wide eyes.
“So, you think if she were to figure it out on her own, it wouldn’t be bad?” He shakes his head and I start to grin.
“Well, that’s what needs to be done! But…how do you think I should sway her?” Louis throws his hands up and shrugs.
“That, my friend, is entirely up to you.” He gets up to go back to the movie as I crawl into bed and start brainstorming.
We finally arrive at the hotel in New York City and all make our way to our rooms. I’m sharing a room with Zayn, separate beds of course. I’m happy because I feel like I haven’t seen him much in the past few days because I’ve been spending so much time with Harry.
Paul informs us that we have the afternoon to relax before we have to be in a shuttle on our way to the Jimmy Kimmel Live studio. The boys are doing an interview and performing for the audience. And after the show, we’re all free to come back and spend the rest of the night doing whatever.
Zayn opens up the door to our room and I stumble in, exhausted and jet lagged. I claim the bed closest to the window and flop down onto the plush comforter.
“Has touring finally caught up to you, babe?” Zayn laughs and begins to unpack his suitcase into the large dresser. Normally we wouldn’t unpack at all, but seeing as how we’re going to be in New York for an entire week, it almost seems necessary.
“I don’t understand how you’re not dead right now. I can barely move my mouth to speak.” I mumble into the bed. I manage to lift myself up and walk over to my suitcase, pulling out my shower bag.
“All I can think about right now is taking a scalding hot shower and then snuggling into that bed and napping until dinner time.” I close the bathroom door as I hear Zayn chuckle. I turn the water on as hot as it can go and begin to strip off my clothes.
The room fills with steam as I jump in behind the billowy shower curtain and let the water scorch my tired body. It takes me almost five minutes to finally start washing my hair because the heat feels so amazing. After about fifteen minutes of heaven, I shut the shower off and wrap myself in a huge white towel. Before I leave the room, I draw hearts all over the steamed mirror; a habit I started when I was little.
I open the door and walk out to see Zayn sprawled out on his bed watching some random television show. He whistles at me as I pad over to my suitcase to pull out a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt.
“Shut up, Malik.” He laughs and I throw one of my shoes at him. I change in the bathroom, brush my teeth and climb into the ginormous bed. God bless pillow top mattresses.
Zayn rolls out of his bed and makes his way to the bathroom to shower.
“Jesus, Charlie. It’s still so steamy in here! There better be some hot water left for me.”
“Hey, not my fault.” I mumble as I snuggle deeper into the sheets.
“Nice hearts on the mirror, babe.” I laugh before I fall into a deep sleep.
///
*Several hours later*
“I really want to go to Times Square this week. I heard it’s brilliant at night.” Niall states as I watch him get his hair done for the Jimmy Kimmel show. We arrived at the studio about two hours ago to make sure the boys are all ready before they go out for their interview.
“Have you ever visited here before, Charlie?” Niall looks at me and I shake my head.
“Nope! First time. I’ve always wanted to, though. You and I are going to have to be tourists together this week!” He throws me two thumbs up and a huge smile.
Niall may be the nicest kid I have ever met. I’ve gotten to know him a lot better since the first concert and I can tell the kid couldn’t hurt a fly. Which makes me that much more at ease thinking about him and Emma together. I had “the talk” with him about his involvement with my friend and I could tell he was sincere when he said that he had no intentions of hurting her in any way.
I couldn’t wait for her to finally get here! She would be flying in on our first show in Las Vegas and staying with us until our last show in Los Angeles. Niall was equally as excited to see her; he filled me in on all the things he had planned for their time together.
“I’m going to check on the guys, see if they need anything.” Niall and I fist bumped before I walked out of Hair & Makeup and down the hall to the Green Room. I heard a shout and then a loud thud. My heart is racing as I swing the door open only to find Louis, Harry and Zayn wrestling on the floor. Liam is sitting on the couch, laughing hysterically.
“What the hell is going on?” They all stop what they’re doing and look up at me with sheepish smiles. I press my fingertips to my temples and sigh.
“Sorry, Charlie! We’re just having some fun! We’re teenage boys, what did you expect?” Louis comes over and ruffles my hair before sprawling out on the couch next to Liam.
“Well, just be careful. Paul would kill me if any of you injured yourselves.” They all nodded. Zayn sits in a large chair adjacent to the couch and motions for me to come sit with him. I walk over and plop down on his lap, his arms lacing around my waist.
“Are we still on for tonight, babe?” I look sideways at him and smile before nodding excitedly.
“Yep! I’m going to get the ice cream after the show and I already have the movies being sent up to the room.”
“Wait, what’s going on tonight?” I look over at Harry who is staring intently at us from his spot on the couch.
“Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you all. Zayn and I having decided to start a new tour tradition for everyone. We’re getting a crap load of ice cream and watching a bunch of scary movies.” I say as Zayn tightens his arms around my waist.
“Tonight, it’s the Saw series. I heard they were pretty gross.” Zayn exclaims and I laugh.
“I’m so down!” Louis shouts, Liam agreeing with him.
Paul walks in with Niall and tells us its twenty minutes until air time. I climb off of Zayn and follow the boys down the hall. We make our way back stage and wait for the crew to give them the cue to walk out.
I watch as they make their way around the wall, listening to the audience scream and cheer, and I can’t help but hug myself. How did I get so lucky? I have a perfect job, I get to travel the world and I have become friends with five amazing guys. I couldn’t ask for anything else.
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Zayn’s POV:
“Ewwwww! Oh my gosh! What’s that? What is that?! No! Don’t go in there!” Charlie shrieks and pulls the covers over her head as we’re watching one of the Saw movies. I laugh hysterically and watch her eyes grow wide with horror as she peeks over the sheets.
“Jeez, Charlie, if you know you’re going to get this freaked out, maybe you shouldn’t have picked scary movies to watch!” Louis exclaims from the other bed in mine and Charlie’s room.
“Shut up, Lou! I didn’t think it was going to be this bad!” She shoots him a glare and chucks a pillow at him, completely missing and hitting Niall while he’s spooning ice cream into his mouth.
“Oi! You just made me spill all over myself! Can I borrow a shirt, Zayn?” I point to my dresser and he sits up and strips his shirt off.
“Can you get me one of his sweatshirts, too? I’m freezing.” Charlie asks and Niall looks back at her with a confused look.
“Sweatshirt?” Charlie rolls her eyes.
“Ugh. Sorry. Jumper. Whatever.” I poke her side and she winks at me. Niall hands her my favorite black jumper and she pulls it over her head. I chuckle as I notice how tiny she looks in it. I can’t say that I’m not enjoying her in it, though.
A few minutes go by and she’s diving into my chest, hiding her face in my t-shirt. I get a small shiver as her arms wrap tightly around my torso. Scary movies were such a good idea.
“Zayyyyyyyyn, I’m scared.” I sigh as I place an arm around her waist and pull her close to me, kissing the top of her lemon-scented head.
“Shh, it’s okay. I’ll tell you when the scary part is over.” She nods and I can feel her breathing start to slow down as I rub lazy circles on her back. I smile as I rest my chin in her hair.
“Jeez, don’t you two look cozy.” I shoot Louis a glare and flick him off and Charlie mutters a ‘fuck off’ from her spot in my chest. As I turn away I notice that Harry is staring at Charlie, brow furrowed. What’s his problem? All of the sudden, he huffs loudly and gets up from his spot beside Louis and starts walking towards the door.
“Headed somewhere, Haz?” Liam asks, sitting next to me. He doesn’t even look back at him as he answers.
“I’m tired. Going to sleep.” He slams the door and Liam and I give each other confused glances, but shrug it off.
“I’ll go check on him. See what’s wrong.” Louis gets up and heads towards the door as we go back to watching the movie.
///
Harry’s POV:
I guess they are just two peas in a pod, aren’t they?
I think to myself as I watch Charlie sitting on Zayn’s lap in the Green Room. They’re telling us about their new tradition they’re starting and I can’t help but feel slightly jealous. I really wanted to spend as much time as possible with Charlie on this part of the tour, but Zayn keeps getting in the way.
Sure, I spent the entire airplane ride here with her and we’ve hung out on the bus a lot, but I wanted to go out and do actual things while we’re here. Just us. No one else.
I had so many days planned out for us to adventure around the cities we were visiting, so hopefully she and I can still do that.
We’ll see.
**later that evening**
“Ewwwww! Oh my gosh! What’s that? What is that?! No! Don’t go in there!” I look over to see Charlie crying as she pulls the covers over her head at a disturbing part of the movie. She’s so cute when she’s scared. Her big brown eyes go wide and her lips fall open into a plump ‘o’.
“Jeez, Charlie, if you know you’re going to get this freaked out, maybe you shouldn’t have picked scary movies to watch!” Louis yells from his spot next to me. I laugh because it’s actually quite true. She’s been whining this entire time.
“Shut up, Lou! I didn’t think it was going to be this bad!” She goes to throw a pillow at him but completely over shoots it and ends up hitting Niall in the lounge chair next to the bed.
“Oi! You just made me spill all over myself! Can I borrow a shirt, Zayn?” Zayn motions to the dresser.
“Can you get me one of his sweatshirts, too? I’m freezing.” Charlie asks Niall while he’s searching through the drawer for a shirt. I feel a heat start to build in the pit of my stomach as I watch her put Zayn’s jumper on.
I don’t know why it’s making me so annoyed, but I just don’t like seeing her in another guy’s jumper. What’s so wrong with that? Wait…that is wrong…we’re only friends. Remember, Harry? I sigh loudly and drop my head in my hands. This is getting harder and harder each day.
It didn’t help that I feel completely compelled to take care of her after she told me about Eric. I just never want to see a painful look cross her face. Ever. But I also didn’t want anyone else doing the same thing for her. Like Zayn. I knew she said they were just friends, but I can’t help but notice how he looks at her.
I guess Louis noticed my change in behavior because he nudges me slightly as asks if I’m okay. I nod and fake a smile before resting my head in my hands again.
I glance up after I hear Charlie scream again, and watch as she buries her face in Zayn’s chest. My jaw starts to clench as she wraps her arms around his waist and he kisses her head.
I SHOULD BE DOING THAT.
“Zayyyyyyyyn, I’m scared.”
“Shh, it’s okay. I’ll tell you when the scary part is over.” With the combination of his big grin and him rubbing her back, I start to get really agitated.
“Jeez, don’t you two look cozy.” Louis mutters and Zayn glares at him. I look down at Charlie who is still snuggled into Zayn’s chest and I can barely control the steam coming out of my ears. I need to get out of here. I can’t take it. I sit up abruptly and start to walk towards the door.
“Headed somewhere, Haz?” Liam calls after me as I grab the door handle.
“I’m tired. Going to sleep.” I grumble and close the door swiftly behind me. I open the door to my room, plop down on my bed and cover my eyes with my arm. I jolt slightly as I hear a light rap on the door.
“Haz? You in there?” I hear Louis’ voice from outside the door and I yell to him that it’s open. I don’t look at him as I feel the bed beside me sink down from his weight.
“What was going on back there, mate? One minute, you’re fine and then the next you’re huffing and puffing?” Damn, I hate how Louis notices everything I do. Sometimes I think the kid knows me better than I know myself.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” I mumble.
“It’s about Charlie and Zayn, ain’t it?” My breath hitches and I sit still for a moment before lifting my arm off of my eyes to look at him.
“I knew it..you like Charlie, don’t you?” I sat up and put my head in my hands.
“No!...yes…I don’t know.”
“Talk to me.” I sigh and sit up before turning to face him. I tell him about the first time we met and what I told her. I tell him about our moment in the bathroom and then about my apology and how we’ve been getting on really well lately. His eyes go wide as I tell him about the plane ride and Eric. And then I blurt out all my feelings from watching her with Zayn just now.
“Wow..I can’t believe someone would actually do that. I mean, I feel like I’d want to do the same thing. Scoop her up and hold her forever. Wow, that’s terrible.” I nod along.
“Right? And I don’t know if it’s because of what she told me that has started to get me all confused. Am I started to grow more feelings because I like her? Or am I just being a concerned friend and wanted her to be happy?” Louis shakes his head as he rubs his neck.
“I don’t know, Harry. I guess, looking at it from an outsider’s perspective, I don’t think a friend would get that worked up about someone comforting her. I mean, Zayn doesn’t mean anything by it. Of course, I’m not sure what he’s feeling, but they just seem like good friends. I think what just happened in there kinda shows you how you really feel. Don’t you think?” He looks at me and I groan. Because he’s right.
“So, what do you think you’re gonna do? I mean, you really can’t act on anything. Unless…” I sit up straight and look at him.
“Unless?”
“Well, I don’t think you should do anything about it because of the contract and all. But if SHE were to show interest and make a decision on her own, then I don’t see why you two couldn’t work something out. Maybe you could sway her in your favor somehow?” I look at him with wide eyes.
“So, you think if she were to figure it out on her own, it wouldn’t be bad?” He shakes his head and I start to grin.
“Well, that’s what needs to be done! But…how do you think I should sway her?” Louis throws his hands up and shrugs.
“That, my friend, is entirely up to you.” He gets up to go back to the movie as I crawl into bed and start brainstorming.
Notes
OMFG I FINALLY UPDATE. GUYS, I'M SO SO SORRY. I APOLOGIZE FOR THE QUALITY OF THIS CHAPTER; IT'S HORRENDOUS AND I'M GOING TO DO BETTER NEXT TIME.I have been so busy lately and I 'm sick right now so it's just been a hard week for me..
I'm not going to do questions for this chapter because I'm late for a class right now.
ALSO, PLEASE SEND ME IDEAS ON WHAT YOU WANT TO SEE HAPPEN WITH CHARLIE AND HARRY DURING THEIR US LEG OF THE TOUR. I AM HITTING A WALL AND IT'S TAKING ME FOREVER TO COME UP WITH IDEAS.
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