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Charly

Chapter 3

“Charly?”, Liam woke her up by standing in front of her bed, his eyes barely open and the print of the toilet seat on the left side of his face. “Hey, how’re you doing, buddy? Everything out?”, she asked and rubbed her eyes. “What am I doing in your room?”, he asked and ran his fingers through his hair. “You don’t remember?”, she asked and felt like this wasn’t going to be an easy talk. “Sit down, Liam”, she said and pointed to the bed next to her. “Did we have sex?”, Liam asked her shocked. “Oh god no, love”, Charly said, a bit too fast almost. “Now try to concentrate. What is the last thing you remember?”, she asked him and turned to him, sitting cross-legged. “What? Why? What happened?”, he asked her skeptically. “Come on, Liam, be serious now. What is the last thing you remember? REALLY remember?”, she asked him again after rolling her eyes. “Okay, okay”, he resigned and started thinking. It was silent for a few moments. “I think, the last thing I can say for sure is that we went to that club after our concert. We scattered quite quickly and I got a beer…that’s about it”, he said and looked fine with himself. For now, she thought to herself.
“Right, okay. Ehm…Liam, where’s your phone?”, she asked and he looked around the room. He leaned down to grab his pants, got it out and held it up. “Okay, now read the last text you have got”, Charly instructed him and felt her heart getting heavier. He was about to get his heart broken the second time in just 12 hours. “Where’d you go, man, did you hook up?”, he read out loud. “What?”, Charly was confused. “It’s from Louis”, Liam answered, but sounded just as confused. He didn’t understand what Charly was up to. “Then the next one”, Charly said and pulled up her knees to her chest. She wasn’t almost able to stand by and watch him getting his heart broken. “It’s from Sophia…”, he said and she could see his face changing as he read the message.
He stared down on his phone in his hands, but by the movements of his eyes, she could see that he was not reading anymore, but processing. She didn’t dare to speak. A heavy silence hung in the room. “I thought it was a dream”, he finally said and the tone of his voice almost broke her heart. She didn’t know what to say and chewed on her lip nervously. He pressed his pointer and thumb onto his eyes. His upper body began to shake. “Oh, honey”, she said and sat down next to him, putting her arm around his shoulders. “I’m so sorry”, she said and rubbed his back while he cried. They sat like that for a few minutes. “You will get over her, there are SO MANY girls out there that would be delighted to be called your girlfriend and would say yes without batting an eye”, she tried to comfort him, but she knew how bad that sounded and nobody in his position wanted to hear such things. “But those girls are not her”, he said with a shaky voice. “I know, I know”, she kept on mumbling and rocked Liam from left to right to calm him down.
After a while he sat back up and wiped his eyes. “Are you better?”, she asked him softly. “Not really”, he answered with a husky voice from crying. Charly just nodded. “I tell you what. Why don’t you take a shower, then we get to your room so you can change and then we get some breakfast?”, she suggested. “Okay”, Liam said, exhaled heavily and got up. As soon as she heard the water in the bathroom, she got up herself and got dressed. She brushed her hair and put it back in a messy bun. The next second, Liam came out of the shower in just his boxers. Charly had to admit, Liam had a really good looking body, but when her eyes arrived at his face, her mood changed from slightly turned on to feeling sorry. His sad puppy eyes were almost unbearable.
“My shirt has vomit on it”, he said and held it up. “Yes, thank you. Let’s get you some fresh clothes”, she said and pushed his hand with the shirt back down. He put on his pants and shoes, grabbed his phone and followed Charly out of her room, still with no shirt on. As they went out the door, Charly bumped into Niall. “Oops sorry”, she said as she looked up. “Oh, hey Charly. What a shame you couldn’t come last night, it was loads of fun”, Niall said with a bright smile, which disappeared rather quickly as he saw Liam coming out of her room with no shirt on. “Oh, hey…Liam”, Niall said, his jaw clenching. “Hey man”, Liam nodded and went past the two to his room. “Are you going down for breakfast?”, Charly asked. “Yes, yes I am”, Niall said, still a bit thrown off by the situation. “Then I’ll meet you downstairs in a bit”, she said and followed Liam. Niall nodded and his eyes followed her steps. If he didn’t know it better, he would say the two did have sex last night, but…actually he didn’t know anything. He remembered her message from last night saying, she’s taking care of Liam because he was so drunk. Niall shook his head and continued his way down. His mind was probably playing tricks on him and also Charly had a boyfriend at home, which was already very annoying.
Liam changed into clean clothes while Charly waited at the door. He put on a jumper and put the hood over his head because he felt like crap, not only because of the message from Sophia, but mostly that. “Charly? Can we maybe not mention this to the others? Especially the guys. They would pepper me with questions all day long and I really don’t want to talk about it”, Liam held her back. “Yes, of course. Don’t worry about it”, Charly waved him off. She turned around to leave, but he held her back. “And thank you for taking care of me”, Liam thanked her. “Don’t mentioned it, really”, Charly said and patted his arm. “Let’s get breakfast, I’m so hungry”, she said and went out the door. “I’m so sick, I can’t get anything down”, Liam said while following her. “Then just aspirin and water for you.”
“Morning”, Charly said as she sat down at the big round table next to Lisa and Lou. Liam took his seat across from her in between Harry and Zayn. She grabbed the coffee can and filled her cup right up. The normal amount of sleep she got on tour was never enough, but this night, sleep didn’t really exist. “Liam, you look like shit”, Louis said straight forward, which made the others turn their heads towards Liam. He looked up and straight to Charly with a look searching for help. “He’s just hungover. He was SO done last night, I had to carry him back to the hotel”, Charly stepped in which made all heads turn to her. “You were at the club?”, Harry asked. Niall, on his side, was following the conversation very interested.
“What about your date?”, Louis asked. “It was great, but I wasn’t tired after that so I decided to meet up with you”, she replied and didn’t know why she wasn’t telling the truth. Maybe because she felt like an idiot and became very angry again when she thought about the message from Ethan. “I found Liam at the back entrance and decided to take him back to the hotel…for his own safety”, Charly kept on telling the story. “And what happened there?”, Niall couldn’t resist to ask. “He puked all over my room”, Charly said and pulled a face at the memory. “Oh Liam”, Lisa said disgusted, she really couldn’t stand the sight or the simple idea of vomit.”I did?”, Liam asked genuinely surprised. “Jap”, Charly nodded and took a sip from her coffee. “Thanks again for texting me to stay away from our room”, Lisa said to Charly. “Really all over your room?”, Louis asked and had to laugh. “Lads, can we please stop talking about vomit now. I’m trying to eat breakfast here”, Lou said and pointed at her full platter. “Sorry, Lou”, Charly apologized and got up to get herself something to eat.