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The Sass Account

Chapter 10

Charlie's POV

I met Louis Tomlinson, again.

Of course he doesn't know that and obviously doesn't remember me. Then again who would? I was a nobody then I'm still a nobody now.

OK that's a bit harsh. I was a nobody then but I don't care to think about being one anymore. The X-Factor audition experience was the last straw in me being subject to ridicule ever again. I tried not to look back on it with utter disdain. Then again, I didn't just audition, there was more. Crashing into a random guy that would go onto be in the world's biggest boy band of the moment was not something I'm proud to admit.

Of course he wouldn't remember me. I for sure remembered him the second I opened my eyes. When I first saw him I did a double take. I couldn't speak. I didn't speak much to anyone. My dad said I had social anxiety and I needed to get out of my shell, going to the auditions was not something I look back on and smile. Thank god the flashes from that day stopped and were replaced with the apathy I grew into.

Not caring about a lot things gets you through anything in life. I guess I'm this person. I wouldn't say the audition turned me into a bitter, sore loser. Sometimes it didn't, other times, since I don't really talk to people much; I never worried about pleasing people.

Seeing Louis again, this I wasn't prepared for. While I was dismissed by the producers, (which is basically who controls the show, not the judges) I saw him get called back with four other guys at boot camp. My heart dropped.

Zayn Malik, who cried like a baby when they made him dance, then when they brought him out again they basically bribed him to come out there. I think I saw his mother involved in that. Of course the audience doesn't see this because it's a family show and Simon Cowell had to come out acting like superman for ratings.

Niall Horan, who can't sing for shit without going flat, cries like a soap opera actress and look at those perfect highlights and that cute face! Awe. Gag me.

Liam Payne, that walking, oddly misshapen people pleaser who had some "child actor" experience he was hiding in his resume since he already tried out for the show last season. I think Natalie Imbruglia was in love with him in that weird cougar way.

Harry Styles…tone deaf, marbles in his mouth, for sure functionally retarded and can't belt out a single harmony without thrusting any part of his anatomy to cover it up. His mom was always around him I recall. She had wanted this lot more than him. Stage mother. Figures.

Then comes Louis Tomlinson… I remember seeing this train wreck of an audition first hand back stage. His hands were shaking and his body was doing this weird contorting thing right before he ran on stage with his skinny tie, his grandfather's button up faux 60s shirt/cardigan and that fucked up bowl Justin Bieber haircut he thought was so hip and trendy.

Fuck all this. Of course none of these people would ever think about the losers.

It's weird, I thought I completely blocked out that day three years ago but it's coming back in puzzle pieces like it was only recent.

Why was he so…nice to me? I don't get this guy. I really couldn't understand why he stayed that entire night and dropped me off so early. I honestly thought he didn't care about anyone.

Least not worry about pests like him. His word is good, OK, let's see some proof.

It's been three days since my bloody foot mishap and I've been stuck at home trying recover from this annoying painful foot thing. All I've been doing is watching bad, oversexed 80s movies, staring at my guitar and stuffing my face with pints of ice cream. It feels like heaven but I still can't over what happened with that loser. Our paths were never meant to cross. I made it my mission to stay as far away from music as I humanly could.

With Louis' almost four year ride in fame still riding strong I avoided places where all the ritzy celebrities hung out. Harry Styles enjoys coming here a lot mainly to fuck a lot of the whores roaming Hollyweird and Vine, so bumping into him was unfortunate. Louis was different story. I didn't think for a second he'd see someone and stop to help them out of the blue.

Maybe Troy knows what's up. He'll make sense of this. I haven't spoken to him since my last DM I sent immediately after the "comfortable" ride with Louis came to an end.

Talking to Troy leveled me. It's odd, how is he friends with someone as pompous as Louis? I don't even think Louis has real friends. He's your typical pop star who thinks he ca get anything or anyone he wants. Troy was different. He was, actually real. He seemed so eager to tell me his thoughts about getting to know all kinds of musicians. He's seen it all being friends with a famous name. Some part of me envied him. I wondered what he looked like. He said he plays electric and acoustic guitar and writes songs. I imagine emo, but not gay emo not Fouie.

I picked up my phone when I grabbed the last tub of Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream pint, setting it on the coffee table. I had my bandaged foot propped on a throw pillow as I scrolled around my phone.

I shot Troy a message. I missed chatting with him. It was only the one time but I wanted to have more.

The DM was short and to the point.

Charlotte: Hey, you up? Miss you around the cooler brah :)

How fourth grade of me I know. I guess I didn't know what to say. My second meeting with his best friend didn't go so great and I was afraid to talk to him again. But I wanted to.

Troy: I'm here. How are you? XD

I blushed, smirking. At least someone answers me.

Charlotte: I'm good. How was your day? Do anything fun?

Troy: Nothing too exciting. Been laying low for a few days. Thanks for your last message, cheered me up :)

Laying low? Odd. I guess when you're friends with someone like Louis you have to pace yourself.

Charlotte: I see, well I've been the same I guess. Off from work. Not doing a whole not. What are your plans?

I placed the phone down, trying not to look at it. I was a little obsessed with these alerts. I really wanted to know what he was doing right now.

I stuffed some cool, sweet strawberry ice cream in my mouth, waiting. I shoveled another heaping spoonful and ate it like an old timer in a retirement home. Maybe he was busy. I shouldn't always expect people to talk to me. I never did. That was how I always learned to put up with people. Don't expect a whole lot and save yourself a world of pain in the end. With Troy, I wanted him to answer. It was an urge building up every time he replied. I wanted us to keep talking, all night if possible.

Phone alert. I almost choked on the spoon. I grabbed the phone, opening the screen to Twitter.

Troy: Well, tonight I didn't make any plans but there is something I have to do. How late are you planning to be up?

Charlotte: I'm free. Just shoot me a DM when you get done. Probably be up all night… ;)

Troy: Good to know love. Send you a notice soon! :)

I stood up; it was getting easier to stand now that I slept almost ten hours last night, actually well into the morning bordering the afternoon. I managed to heal myself pretty well considering what I've been through a few days ago.

I'll never understand why Louis was there or why he did it. I just want him to stay away, leave me be and stop pretending to be a faux good Samaritan.

I was taking all my dishes and cups to the sink when I heard a knock on the door. I checked the time. It was just after 9pm. I didn't know who'd be knocking on my door at this time and I was slightly apprehensive to find out.

I wiped my hands on the towel, walking toward the door. I looked through the eye hole first but couldn't see anything. The lamp above must be out or something.

"Who's there?"

No answer.

I cleared my throat uneasily.

I licked my lips before opening the door, with the chain on, just a crack…

No fucking way…

Notes

Comments

@Sophalicious
thank you! I will

prismdreams prismdreams
2/8/18

please keep updating

@Big_skies
I updated! :)

@prismdreams
I can't stop thinking about this story. Please don't keep us hanging too long ;)

Big_skies Big_skies
4/21/15

@All-is-on
I have chapters that explain why that is. As I'm reposting it'll become more clear.
Thank you!!!