Foolishly completely fallen

Life can be pretty crazy when your twin brother happens to be Liam Payne, and your touring around the world with them. And to make it crazier you've kind of got a huge crush on your best friend, who happens to be in Liam's band... Yeh that's my life right now. Charlotte Payne, that's me or Charlie as the boys tend to call me. People who don't know me compare me to Liam and think i'm just like him, when in all honesty were almost complete opposites. Really the only similarities were our eyes and hair color. Some think i'm using his fame, other's think i'm an annoying girl with the perfect life. When there's four people who know the truth about what keeps me up at night in fear. And why there are bruises scattered all over my body. There's only four people who i can trust with everything. When my life is everything far from perfect. Maybe i'll be able to finally trust another person enough to open up about my scary secrets and possibly find love along the way...

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3. Chapter 3 ☆ "One day i'll get the courage. One day, I promise"

Charlie's P.O.V.

It's been a week since we left London. The tour's in full swing now. The tour bus feels like home now and we've been to 4 different cities already, and let me just say the boys are taking America by storm, like they always do. There fans never seize to amaze me. 

The tour bus can get pretty crowded, you barely have any privacy, but what do you expect when you’re touring the world with 5 teenage guys. We're all pretty immature, which leads to our annual prank wars and Nerf battles, which always end with us getting in trouble from Paul. It's always worth it though. 

Today we're on our way to New York City. Which meant another long drive in the tour bus. We we're all crammed into the back of the tour bus playing Mario Kart. Besides, Niall and Liam, who had went to bed about an hour ago. Louis was sitting on the couch watching us with an amused smirk on his lips, with a sleepy harry dozing off by his side. While Zayn and I, were arguing about the other cheating.

 We stopped arguing when we noticed Louis stand up with a lightly snoring Harry curled up in his arms.

"I'm going to drop Harry in his bunk then head to bed guys, Night." he called over his shoulder while leaving the room followed by  our calls of Night Lou.

I leaned back in my position between Zayn's legs, letting my back softly hit Zayn's chest. Zayn's arms were wrapped around my waist. I sighed in content and let my head lull to the side as Zayn lightly kissed my forehead. Even though I knew Louis and Harry weren’t in a relationship or gay, they were still the cutest thing ever. Louis and Harry both had girlfriends. I shipped them to the point of annoyance whenever they were around. My little Larry shipper heart ‘awhd’ at Louis carrying Harry to bed. The boys and I had made a point of teasing them about it. Their girlfriends even got in on it sometimes. But, we did it with all the guys to.

Zayn’s P.O.V.

As Charlie’s breathing finally evened out I continued to stroke her back and looked down at her sleeping figure. Smiling softly, I leant down to peck her forehead. I then scooped her up in my arms, hoping not to awaken her. She simply grasped my shirt with one of her hands before falling back into a deep sleep. I turned the tele off before carrying her through the narrow hallway, till we reached the bunk room. Four of the six bunk’s curtains were drawn and the only thing that could be heard was the occasional ruffle of blankets as one of the boys moved in their sleep, or the soft snoring coming from behind Niall’s bunk curtain. I went to place Gracie down in her bunk but was met with the sight of what looked like her suitcase along with a couple other bags had thrown up all over it. Sighing I walked over to my bunk across from hers. Lightly setting her down, I slid the covers over her. I then dug through my suitcase and found a pair of plaid pajama bottoms.

I changed out of my jeans and into the pajama bottoms, then pulled my shirt over my head before placing both of them into a dirty clothing bag I had. Climbing into the bunk beside Charlie, I brushed a strand of dark brown hair away from her peaceful face before whispering  "One day i'll get the courage. One day, I promise"

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