Unexpected
Chapter 9
Charlie’s POV:
I tried to compose myself before standing up and looking at him. Fuck. Why did he have to look so good? He was wearing tight black jeans and a flannel long sleeve shirt with the cuffs rolled up and the top three buttons undone, allowing me to peek at his matching swallow tattoos. I wasn’t one to like chest pieces, but those damn birds were so sexy on him.
No. Stop. You can’t think like that.
“Hello, Harry. Nice to see you again.” He chuckled and ran his fingers through his disheveled quiff and looked up at me with his bright eyes.
“Same to you, Ms. Cadigan. I see you took my advice regarding your clothing.” I looked down at my thin shirt, the first couple buttons opened on top. He made no attempt to hide the fact that he was staring directly at my chest. I covered myself with one arm and punched his bicep with the other arm.
“Harry!” He playfully winced and held the arm I hit before tipping his head back and letting out a deep chuckle. He looked back at me with smiling eyes.
“Hey, there is no rule that says I can’t stare at your tits. Show me one and I’ll stop.” I scoffed and rolled my eyes as I felt Emma’s presence next to me. Harry looked her up and down before turning to me with a surprised look on his face.
“That’s strange, I didn’t know we had models coming on tour with us?” Oh, the irony of his cheesy pick up line.
“Harry, this is my roommate Emma. Emma, Harry.” She stuck her hand out to shake his, but of course Harry had to take it to the next level and bring her hand to his mouth, lightly kissing her knuckles. She looked at me wide eyed and I could see a slight blush forming on her cheeks.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, love.” I put my hand over my face and sighed in annoyance at Harry’s blatant flirting. I mean, could the guy meet ONE girl and not want to get in her pants? I wonder if his mother knows how much of a man whore her son is.
“Okay, lover boy, I’m going to steal my friend away from you and start unloading my luggage.” I grabbed Emma by the hand and steered her to the back of her car. He laughed and walked away towards the boys who were all kicking around a soccer ball in front of the buses.
“Honestly, I don’t know how you’re going to do this. Two months with five of the hottest boys in all of the UK. Such a shame about that damn contract.” Emma glanced at me while shaking her head. I shot her an irritated look and began walking towards the large tour buses.
“Thanks for the helpful words, Em.”
“I’m just saying! You’ll all be together..on a bus..people get bored..and then BAM!” She startled me by clapping her hands loudly together. I look at her confused as to what she was insinuating.
“In the sack with Styles.” I stopped walking and glared at her.
“Stop talking about it! Yes, he’s very attractive! Yes, it’s hard to focus when he looks at me! But I work for him now. It. Isn’t. Going. To. Happen. And besides, he could get any girl in the world. Why would he ever go for someone like me?” She shook her head and laughed as if something I had just said was extremely humorous to her.
“Oh, Charlie. So naïve. It doesn’t matter who you are, you’re a challenge for him. That boy gets millions of tweets and messages and letters daily from girls and women, begging him to plant his glorious seed in their willing bodies. It gets too easy after a while! Now, he’s got you. Someone he can’t have because it’s against the rules. And that’s just going to turn him on even more, just you wait and see.”
She was right. Fuck. He was going to try so hard to get me in bed. And there wasn’t much I could do about it because it’s my job to be with him 24/7.
“What the hell am I going to do? I can’t just ignore him!” I screeched as Emma placed her hand on my shoulder.
“I’m sorry, CC, but I just don’t have an answer that you would like to hear.” I scowled at her knowing exactly what she would say if I gave her the chance. Sleeping with him was NOT an option. I just needed to think of some way to figure this situation out where I could be around him and not be afraid that he would jump me at any given opportunity. But just saying it in my head made it sound just as impossible as saying it out loud.
“Okay…I can’t think about this right now…Later. I just need to get situated then worry about Harry and his insatiable need to fuck everything that breathes.” We both laughed at my joke and continued to walk towards the bus.
I got close enough to wave at the boys and I saw them all stop and wave back. Once I had reached the side of the bus, I could tell that their eyes had found Emma and they all came over to talk to me.
“Hey guys, this is my roommate Emma, she just came to help me get my stuff on the bus.” She waved at all them and they all said hello in unison.
“Wow, Charlie didn’t mention how pretty her flat mate was!” Niall chirped up and laughed, earning him a blush from Emma.
“Do you guys know where I need to take this stuff?” I pointed to my suitcase and tote. Zayn lifted his arm to direct my gaze towards the large bundle of luggage by the bus door.
“You just need to put it over by the rest of the bags and they’ll take it in the rooms for you.” I smiled at Zayn as he offered to roll my suitcase over to the rest of the bags. I took my tote from Emma as she chatted casually with Niall, doing her signature flirting technique of flipping her hair and batting her big eyelashes. Oh no, I really hope I don’t have to worry about getting daily text messages from her, asking about Niall.
“So, are you nervous at all?” I looked up at Zayn who had taken the tote from my arm and placed it next to my suitcase. I smiled excitedly and shook my head.
“Not really. I think it’s more excitement than nerves. I’m ready to see what exactly goes on behind the scenes of big concerts!” He laughed and I felt a few butterflies develop in my stomach. God, his eyes were so gorgeous. I shifted from one foot to the other trying to hide my nerves from being in his presence.
“Well prepare yourself for a lot of craziness! The lads and I like to have a bit of fun with the crew on our tours.” He winked and I thought my legs were going to give out from underneath me.
“Charlie?” I heard someone call my name, but I was still so focused on Zayn’s perfect face that I couldn’t turn around. Zayn looked away from my eyes and watched as someone approached me from behind.
“Mmm?” Zayn looked down at me again and his lips curled into a humorous smirk.
“Are you Charlie Cadigan?” I snapped out of my daze and turn around to see a middle-aged man looking curiously at me.
“Y-yes, sorry! That’s me.” I heard Zayn chuckle softly beside me as I looked at the new face in front of me.
“It’s okay, I just wanted to come properly introduce myself to you. I’m Paul. Jeremy has told me a lot about you.” He smiled at me as he shook my hand. Paul! As in my boss, Paul! Wow, I could feel my face turning pink as I realized how terrible of a first impression I had just made to my boss. Couldn’t take my eyes off of some boy long enough to meet my superior.
“I hope it’s been all good things!” I laughed uneasily.
“Of course! I’m very excited to start working with you! If you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to introduce you to some of the other crew members you’ll be working with. Can I steal her away from you, Zayn?” I looked back at Zayn’s face and he laughed lightly before giving Paul a wave of his hand.
“Be my guest. Charlie, I’ll see you later, yeah?” I beamed at him and nodded furiously as he winked again and walked away to meet up with the boys, still talking with Emma. She must be loving this right now, I thought to myself as I followed Paul to where a couple other people were standing.
He introduced me to Lou, the boys’ hair stylist, who had the most AMAZING Lilac-colored hair. I embarrassed myself again as I blurted out to her how much I loved the color. She laughed and thanked me, telling me to let her know when I had down time on the tour and she would color and style my hair for me. Ugh, I’ve only known her for five minutes and I already love her.
The second person I met was the boys’ personal stylist, Caroline Watson. Caroline was extremely nice and told me if I ever needed anything, to come to her and she would help. I thanked her and Paul took me to meet a few other crew members. It was ridiculous how everyone that worked for the band was so incredibly nice! It felt like a big family and it made me feel that much more comfortable with my job.
As Paul walked me back over to the boys, he told me reluctantly that I would be sleeping in the boys’ bus because there was no room in any of the other vehicles. He apologized because he knew how the guys could get, but he told me to tell him the minute they got out of hand and he would make sure to settle them down. I smiled at his sincerity and told him that I understood the circumstances and would make the best out of the situation.
“Alright, gentlemen! It’s time to get this show on the road! Everyone head to the buses!” Paul clapped his hands together and began to usher the boys to the bus. Niall was the last person to follow Paul; he had Emma’s phone in his hands and I was assuming it was to put his number in her phone. Guess I should’ve seen that one coming..
“Bye, Emma! I’ll text you, yeah?” He smiled and waved as he ran to catch up with the boys.
“So, I can’t get any from them, but I guess that doesn’t mean you can’t.” I sent Emma a sarcastic smile as she playfully punched my arm.
“What? He’s sweet! And sooo cute. I couldn’t help myself.” I could tell her crush on Niall was already starting to grow when she began chewing on the ends of her hair; the ultimate sign that she was into someone.
“Yeah, yeah. Just don’t break his heart via text message or you’ll have his fans to answer to.” She grinned and pulled me in to a huge hug. I started feeling my eyes mist up as I hugged her just as tight.
“Bye. I’ll miss you.” She breathed into my hair as she spoke. “Hopefully I’ll see you soon and hopefully it will be in New York or Los Angeles.” I secretly prayed that she would come visit, I knew I’d be so tired of being around boys by then.
“I really hope you do visit, it would mean the world to me. And I’ll miss you more. I’ll call you and let you know how everything’s going.” I squeezed her extra hard before finally letting go.
She held my hand for a couple seconds then slowly turned to walk towards her car. I circled on the balls of my feet and began to jog towards the bus door. I heard Emma call out my name and I turned around.
“You better text me the minute you lose your you-know-what!” I scoffed and gave her a quick middle finger before laughing and making my way up the bus steps.
Hopefully she wouldn’t ever be getting that text message from me, but it terrified me that there wasn’t much to stop it from happening. Shit.
I tried to compose myself before standing up and looking at him. Fuck. Why did he have to look so good? He was wearing tight black jeans and a flannel long sleeve shirt with the cuffs rolled up and the top three buttons undone, allowing me to peek at his matching swallow tattoos. I wasn’t one to like chest pieces, but those damn birds were so sexy on him.
No. Stop. You can’t think like that.
“Hello, Harry. Nice to see you again.” He chuckled and ran his fingers through his disheveled quiff and looked up at me with his bright eyes.
“Same to you, Ms. Cadigan. I see you took my advice regarding your clothing.” I looked down at my thin shirt, the first couple buttons opened on top. He made no attempt to hide the fact that he was staring directly at my chest. I covered myself with one arm and punched his bicep with the other arm.
“Harry!” He playfully winced and held the arm I hit before tipping his head back and letting out a deep chuckle. He looked back at me with smiling eyes.
“Hey, there is no rule that says I can’t stare at your tits. Show me one and I’ll stop.” I scoffed and rolled my eyes as I felt Emma’s presence next to me. Harry looked her up and down before turning to me with a surprised look on his face.
“That’s strange, I didn’t know we had models coming on tour with us?” Oh, the irony of his cheesy pick up line.
“Harry, this is my roommate Emma. Emma, Harry.” She stuck her hand out to shake his, but of course Harry had to take it to the next level and bring her hand to his mouth, lightly kissing her knuckles. She looked at me wide eyed and I could see a slight blush forming on her cheeks.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, love.” I put my hand over my face and sighed in annoyance at Harry’s blatant flirting. I mean, could the guy meet ONE girl and not want to get in her pants? I wonder if his mother knows how much of a man whore her son is.
“Okay, lover boy, I’m going to steal my friend away from you and start unloading my luggage.” I grabbed Emma by the hand and steered her to the back of her car. He laughed and walked away towards the boys who were all kicking around a soccer ball in front of the buses.
“Honestly, I don’t know how you’re going to do this. Two months with five of the hottest boys in all of the UK. Such a shame about that damn contract.” Emma glanced at me while shaking her head. I shot her an irritated look and began walking towards the large tour buses.
“Thanks for the helpful words, Em.”
“I’m just saying! You’ll all be together..on a bus..people get bored..and then BAM!” She startled me by clapping her hands loudly together. I look at her confused as to what she was insinuating.
“In the sack with Styles.” I stopped walking and glared at her.
“Stop talking about it! Yes, he’s very attractive! Yes, it’s hard to focus when he looks at me! But I work for him now. It. Isn’t. Going. To. Happen. And besides, he could get any girl in the world. Why would he ever go for someone like me?” She shook her head and laughed as if something I had just said was extremely humorous to her.
“Oh, Charlie. So naïve. It doesn’t matter who you are, you’re a challenge for him. That boy gets millions of tweets and messages and letters daily from girls and women, begging him to plant his glorious seed in their willing bodies. It gets too easy after a while! Now, he’s got you. Someone he can’t have because it’s against the rules. And that’s just going to turn him on even more, just you wait and see.”
She was right. Fuck. He was going to try so hard to get me in bed. And there wasn’t much I could do about it because it’s my job to be with him 24/7.
“What the hell am I going to do? I can’t just ignore him!” I screeched as Emma placed her hand on my shoulder.
“I’m sorry, CC, but I just don’t have an answer that you would like to hear.” I scowled at her knowing exactly what she would say if I gave her the chance. Sleeping with him was NOT an option. I just needed to think of some way to figure this situation out where I could be around him and not be afraid that he would jump me at any given opportunity. But just saying it in my head made it sound just as impossible as saying it out loud.
“Okay…I can’t think about this right now…Later. I just need to get situated then worry about Harry and his insatiable need to fuck everything that breathes.” We both laughed at my joke and continued to walk towards the bus.
I got close enough to wave at the boys and I saw them all stop and wave back. Once I had reached the side of the bus, I could tell that their eyes had found Emma and they all came over to talk to me.
“Hey guys, this is my roommate Emma, she just came to help me get my stuff on the bus.” She waved at all them and they all said hello in unison.
“Wow, Charlie didn’t mention how pretty her flat mate was!” Niall chirped up and laughed, earning him a blush from Emma.
“Do you guys know where I need to take this stuff?” I pointed to my suitcase and tote. Zayn lifted his arm to direct my gaze towards the large bundle of luggage by the bus door.
“You just need to put it over by the rest of the bags and they’ll take it in the rooms for you.” I smiled at Zayn as he offered to roll my suitcase over to the rest of the bags. I took my tote from Emma as she chatted casually with Niall, doing her signature flirting technique of flipping her hair and batting her big eyelashes. Oh no, I really hope I don’t have to worry about getting daily text messages from her, asking about Niall.
“So, are you nervous at all?” I looked up at Zayn who had taken the tote from my arm and placed it next to my suitcase. I smiled excitedly and shook my head.
“Not really. I think it’s more excitement than nerves. I’m ready to see what exactly goes on behind the scenes of big concerts!” He laughed and I felt a few butterflies develop in my stomach. God, his eyes were so gorgeous. I shifted from one foot to the other trying to hide my nerves from being in his presence.
“Well prepare yourself for a lot of craziness! The lads and I like to have a bit of fun with the crew on our tours.” He winked and I thought my legs were going to give out from underneath me.
“Charlie?” I heard someone call my name, but I was still so focused on Zayn’s perfect face that I couldn’t turn around. Zayn looked away from my eyes and watched as someone approached me from behind.
“Mmm?” Zayn looked down at me again and his lips curled into a humorous smirk.
“Are you Charlie Cadigan?” I snapped out of my daze and turn around to see a middle-aged man looking curiously at me.
“Y-yes, sorry! That’s me.” I heard Zayn chuckle softly beside me as I looked at the new face in front of me.
“It’s okay, I just wanted to come properly introduce myself to you. I’m Paul. Jeremy has told me a lot about you.” He smiled at me as he shook my hand. Paul! As in my boss, Paul! Wow, I could feel my face turning pink as I realized how terrible of a first impression I had just made to my boss. Couldn’t take my eyes off of some boy long enough to meet my superior.
“I hope it’s been all good things!” I laughed uneasily.
“Of course! I’m very excited to start working with you! If you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to introduce you to some of the other crew members you’ll be working with. Can I steal her away from you, Zayn?” I looked back at Zayn’s face and he laughed lightly before giving Paul a wave of his hand.
“Be my guest. Charlie, I’ll see you later, yeah?” I beamed at him and nodded furiously as he winked again and walked away to meet up with the boys, still talking with Emma. She must be loving this right now, I thought to myself as I followed Paul to where a couple other people were standing.
He introduced me to Lou, the boys’ hair stylist, who had the most AMAZING Lilac-colored hair. I embarrassed myself again as I blurted out to her how much I loved the color. She laughed and thanked me, telling me to let her know when I had down time on the tour and she would color and style my hair for me. Ugh, I’ve only known her for five minutes and I already love her.
The second person I met was the boys’ personal stylist, Caroline Watson. Caroline was extremely nice and told me if I ever needed anything, to come to her and she would help. I thanked her and Paul took me to meet a few other crew members. It was ridiculous how everyone that worked for the band was so incredibly nice! It felt like a big family and it made me feel that much more comfortable with my job.
As Paul walked me back over to the boys, he told me reluctantly that I would be sleeping in the boys’ bus because there was no room in any of the other vehicles. He apologized because he knew how the guys could get, but he told me to tell him the minute they got out of hand and he would make sure to settle them down. I smiled at his sincerity and told him that I understood the circumstances and would make the best out of the situation.
“Alright, gentlemen! It’s time to get this show on the road! Everyone head to the buses!” Paul clapped his hands together and began to usher the boys to the bus. Niall was the last person to follow Paul; he had Emma’s phone in his hands and I was assuming it was to put his number in her phone. Guess I should’ve seen that one coming..
“Bye, Emma! I’ll text you, yeah?” He smiled and waved as he ran to catch up with the boys.
“So, I can’t get any from them, but I guess that doesn’t mean you can’t.” I sent Emma a sarcastic smile as she playfully punched my arm.
“What? He’s sweet! And sooo cute. I couldn’t help myself.” I could tell her crush on Niall was already starting to grow when she began chewing on the ends of her hair; the ultimate sign that she was into someone.
“Yeah, yeah. Just don’t break his heart via text message or you’ll have his fans to answer to.” She grinned and pulled me in to a huge hug. I started feeling my eyes mist up as I hugged her just as tight.
“Bye. I’ll miss you.” She breathed into my hair as she spoke. “Hopefully I’ll see you soon and hopefully it will be in New York or Los Angeles.” I secretly prayed that she would come visit, I knew I’d be so tired of being around boys by then.
“I really hope you do visit, it would mean the world to me. And I’ll miss you more. I’ll call you and let you know how everything’s going.” I squeezed her extra hard before finally letting go.
She held my hand for a couple seconds then slowly turned to walk towards her car. I circled on the balls of my feet and began to jog towards the bus door. I heard Emma call out my name and I turned around.
“You better text me the minute you lose your you-know-what!” I scoffed and gave her a quick middle finger before laughing and making my way up the bus steps.
Hopefully she wouldn’t ever be getting that text message from me, but it terrified me that there wasn’t much to stop it from happening. Shit.
Notes
It's almost tour timeeee!! I'm really excited about starting to write about their tour! I have a couple ideas of what I want to happen, but it's still up in the air! If you have any suggestions, send me a message I can try to possibly incorporate it into the story!So my questions...
What do you think of Charlie's little crush on Zayn?
OR
What do you guys think about Niall and Emma?
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How do you think Charlie will handle working so close with a very horny Harry on tour? ;)
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