Charly

„Ouch!!“, Charly screamed out. „What?!“, Liam asked alarmed. “God, Liam!”, she said and held her right boob. “Thank god my boobs are real. Otherwise you would have popped one just now”, she explained sarcastically after Liam hit her boob by accident. They passed some time before the start of the show by practicing some of Liam’s boxing moves. Charly was a total newbie at this and he was just supposed to show her some moves and then he threw punches like he was in survival mode.
“No way, let me take a look”, Liam said and wanted to take away her arm. “Yeah right. At first, you hit me, then you try to feel me up”, she joked with fake seriousness. The lads were used to her kind of humor after 2 months of working together, so he didn’t take her serious. “I’m surely gonna get a bruise”, Charly said and rubbed that part of her skin. “Hey, don’t ruin my favorite pillows”, Harry spoke up. He was actually referring to her breasts.
About two weeks ago, he was feeling a bit blue and very cuddly, so he snuggled up to Charly and fell asleep on her. He said it was his best nap ever. From then on, he did a few power naps on her boobs. Charly was reading or sleeping herself, when he did that. Obviously it was weird at first, but it really made her feel like she was his mummy.
“No, seriously, are you okay though?”, Liam now asked. “Yeah, I’m fine…ouch”, she said after pressing the spot where he hit her. “No more boxing for you, young lady”, Harry said and guided Charly by her shoulders to the nearest couch. “Yes, daddy”, she pouted and sat down. “It sounds so dirty when you say that”, Harry replied and winked at her. “Ok guys, time to get ready”, Paul came in and interrupted the situation. “I’ve got your clothes laid out already”, Lisa, the stylist of the band for this tour walked in right behind him. The little crowed scattered and Lou started on Louis’ hair because they always took the longest. Charly meanwhile went over to the stage to take a look around the crowd and watched the crowd of fans getting bigger.
Some of the fans already knew who she was and her twitter follower got more and more every day because sometimes she tweeted about the boys or posted backstage pictures. “Hey Charly!”, she heard a few girls scream at her and a few other’s to turn heads. She waved, smiled and went back to where the guys got ready. Liam was doing some push-ups to pump up his arms for the show. Charly took out her phone, took a picture of him and posted it on Twitter with the words “Liam’s pumped for the show, are you?”. In just a few seconds, her tweet had several hundred retweets and got marked as a favorite. Harry was driving Lisa nuts because he would just not put on his shirt so Lou could start on his hair. Louis and Zayn were joking and jumping around. The usual mess.
In the two months she was working for One Direction, she was still not fully used to what was going on on tour and in the dressing room right before. Sometimes she felt like she was interrupting a well oiled machinery if she just stepped in. “Hey, who took that picture of me?”, Liam asked after looking at his phone. “Fans must have sneaked in”, Charly said with the brightest of smiles. “But it’s posted on your account”, he said investigative. “Oh Liam, you know those Directioners can hack EVERYTHING”, she referred to the incident a few months ago, she had read in the papers about. “Showtime, boys”, Paul said and clapped his hands to get everybody moving.
“Where are we going to party afterwards?”, Niall asked while walking towards the stage. Their support group 5 Seconds of Summer have just ended their set a few minutes ago and the stage was cleared for One Direction. “I don’t know, I can’t go anyways. I’m having a skype-date with my boyfriend”, Charly almost had to scream because the fans were incredibly loud, even backstage. “You’re not going? Come on, you can have your date later”, Niall begged for her to come. She’s never been out with them before, even though he tried it every time.
“Next time”, she waved him off and pushed him forward to his position of the opening of the show. “Have fun, guys. To a great show”, she patted everyone’s back like every time before they went on stage. Then the boys got into a circle, did their little pre-show ritual and got back in position just in time for the curtain to go up. The chanting of the crowd got even louder and now it was about time for Charly to get her ear-plugs in. She made the mistake of watching the show without them at the first two shows and afterwards was only able to communicate with screaming because she couldn’t hear properly. She didn’t know how the guys did it, since they only had their in-ears.

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