Management Issues
Chapter Three
At the hotel I was grudging, up to the elevator. The boys were fighting with Zayn because he got to bunk with me. And guess what? The whole freaking tour!! Every hotel i have to freaking share with him!
Zayn held what seemed like a permeant smirk on his face.
Walking to the door it read 13.
Yay what a lucky number! NOT!
"OMG! FOOD COURT!" Screamed Niall.
"Dial it down you fool!!!!!!" I said as fans started to crowd around us.
Sighing, i rushed into the room. What a long two weeks.....
The past few days were terrible. Multiple times i bumped into him just in his boxers. Ew. He caught me in just a towel. And seemed to walk in on me in the shower. But what was terrible, was the fact that when i was cold i had to tirn to Zayn. I have been really good about keeping away, but tonight it was cold in the hotel. I was doing everything,to try and keep warm. But nothing worked. I had no choice now. In this room we had different beds, and i had to ask him.
"Hey,Zayn?" I asked softly.
"Hmmmmmm"he mumbled trying to wake up some.
"I am super cold, and... "He cut me off.
"Come here, i know the rules. Its like a friends with benefits thing right? Except without the sex. I mean your beneifit is you are warm. And mine is i get to have you here."
I just nodded"it will never be sexual." I muttered
"Someday." He smirked.
"In your dreams boy!" I smiled.
I could see his features, all very distinct. What am i thinking!? My eyes, scanning, stopped at his lips. Ignoring my wandering mind i curled into his chest.
Zayn POV-
I woke up with her still curled up to my chest. Her hair was everywhere. Her eyes were closed. I finally had her in the trap. Next thing you know she would wake up and freak out. Something about that attitude really got me. Hard on the outside, but somewhere deep there was a soft spot. I could see right through here. Weird theory.
Charlie's POV
Ewwwww. I woke up and quickly got out of the bed. Why did he want me so badly. I was the manager. It seemed very creepy. A newspaper with the headline, "Zayn Malik Dates Manager, Charlie". The thought made me cringe. His eyes slightly opened and a smile crossed his face. "Okay really i mean the boys would freak if they knew what was happening with us." I scowled. "So if its true love," he said, "its worth fighting for." Okay the mushy gushy word choice was enough to make me snap. "Well fine." I said, "we can at least try to have a relationship." "Yes." He said.
I finally got dressed in http://pinterest.com/pin/42925002671280171/.
I put on my signature buret. Now this is the Charlie i knew. I went out to the main kitchen and of course guess who was eating a pile of waffles. Niall. No surprise to me. Then there was Liam who was hiding under the table. "Theres spoons in the drawer." He trembled. "Really Liam." I said frustrated. I grabbed a spoon and threw it at him. The biggest girl scream came out. Then i started to laugh. After an hour, Liam finally managed to get out from under the table. "Okay lads lets head for the Seventeen interview." Said Louis. The boys loaded up into the limo as i grabbed my purse. "So how was last night." Harry giggled behind me. "None of your bee wax." I said. I pushed past him with force. Don't mess with this girl. "Maybe we could.." Stared Harry. "Ummm i would think not." I finished. "Oh so Zarlie is official." He said. I ignored that comment. Zarlie sounded so freakin dumb. We were apparently the next Bradgelina in the celebrity world.
Zayn held what seemed like a permeant smirk on his face.
Walking to the door it read 13.
Yay what a lucky number! NOT!
"OMG! FOOD COURT!" Screamed Niall.
"Dial it down you fool!!!!!!" I said as fans started to crowd around us.
Sighing, i rushed into the room. What a long two weeks.....
The past few days were terrible. Multiple times i bumped into him just in his boxers. Ew. He caught me in just a towel. And seemed to walk in on me in the shower. But what was terrible, was the fact that when i was cold i had to tirn to Zayn. I have been really good about keeping away, but tonight it was cold in the hotel. I was doing everything,to try and keep warm. But nothing worked. I had no choice now. In this room we had different beds, and i had to ask him.
"Hey,Zayn?" I asked softly.
"Hmmmmmm"he mumbled trying to wake up some.
"I am super cold, and... "He cut me off.
"Come here, i know the rules. Its like a friends with benefits thing right? Except without the sex. I mean your beneifit is you are warm. And mine is i get to have you here."
I just nodded"it will never be sexual." I muttered
"Someday." He smirked.
"In your dreams boy!" I smiled.
I could see his features, all very distinct. What am i thinking!? My eyes, scanning, stopped at his lips. Ignoring my wandering mind i curled into his chest.
Zayn POV-
I woke up with her still curled up to my chest. Her hair was everywhere. Her eyes were closed. I finally had her in the trap. Next thing you know she would wake up and freak out. Something about that attitude really got me. Hard on the outside, but somewhere deep there was a soft spot. I could see right through here. Weird theory.
Charlie's POV
Ewwwww. I woke up and quickly got out of the bed. Why did he want me so badly. I was the manager. It seemed very creepy. A newspaper with the headline, "Zayn Malik Dates Manager, Charlie". The thought made me cringe. His eyes slightly opened and a smile crossed his face. "Okay really i mean the boys would freak if they knew what was happening with us." I scowled. "So if its true love," he said, "its worth fighting for." Okay the mushy gushy word choice was enough to make me snap. "Well fine." I said, "we can at least try to have a relationship." "Yes." He said.
I finally got dressed in http://pinterest.com/pin/42925002671280171/.
I put on my signature buret. Now this is the Charlie i knew. I went out to the main kitchen and of course guess who was eating a pile of waffles. Niall. No surprise to me. Then there was Liam who was hiding under the table. "Theres spoons in the drawer." He trembled. "Really Liam." I said frustrated. I grabbed a spoon and threw it at him. The biggest girl scream came out. Then i started to laugh. After an hour, Liam finally managed to get out from under the table. "Okay lads lets head for the Seventeen interview." Said Louis. The boys loaded up into the limo as i grabbed my purse. "So how was last night." Harry giggled behind me. "None of your bee wax." I said. I pushed past him with force. Don't mess with this girl. "Maybe we could.." Stared Harry. "Ummm i would think not." I finished. "Oh so Zarlie is official." He said. I ignored that comment. Zarlie sounded so freakin dumb. We were apparently the next Bradgelina in the celebrity world.
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