Good Boy

Chapter 6

Charlie's POV

"Harry!" Niall yells as he bursts through the door of their apartment. I wonder if all five of the guys live here. It's pretty small to share with five people.

"He's not here," Louis walks out of the hallway. Shirtless. I didn't realize how many tattoos he had until now. And he has alot. He has on black sweatpants that hang just below his torso and his flat hair lays softly on his head.

"Where is he?" Niall throws the keys on the table and plops onto the couch as Louis grabs a random bowl of chips off the table. How long have those been there?

"Out with Madison," Louis bites into a chip.

It kind of bothers me how he hasn't even noticed me here yet. Even if he did, he hasn't said anything.

I begin to glance around at their house. It's small and messy. I notice something move on the wall but I try to ignore it. The movements begin to bother me so I decide to look over to see what it is and instantly regret it.

"SPIIIIIIDERRRR," I scream.

Niall stands and walks over to where I am currently panicing. He even chuckles a bit.

"Where is it?" Niall asks me with a shoe in his hand, prepared to kill it for me.

"Right th--" I look over to where the spider was but it's no longer there.

"Right where?" Niall rushes.

"It's uh.. gone?" I take a step towards the wall. How did the spider leave so quickly? Where could it have ran off to?

Niall gives me a confused look and laughs a bit. I feel my cheeks getting hot and decide to take a seat and not say anything.

"Don't be embarrassed, Charlie," Niall puts a hand on my shoulder to cheer me up before walking down the hall of the house. I calm down a bit but I'm still embarrassed.

It's weird. I saw a spider twice today. The same spider. No one else saw it.

"Yeah, don't be embarrassed. You're just seeing things that you fear and making everyone panic over your hallusinations. Nothing to worry about," Louis rolls his eyes.

"That's why you didn't get your fucking job," I mumble under my breath but he hears me.

"At least my dad didn't travel to fucking New York without me," He snaps and leans back in his chair, taking another bite of his chips.

"He didn't intend to leave me, you asshole," I stand up. He is probably the only person that can piss me off in seconds.

"But he did, love. Has he even called you?" Louis smirks. This fucking bastard.

Wait. I can call my dad now!

Instead of responding to Louis' immature ass, I dig into my pocket for my phone. Once I fish it out I realize it's dead. Damn.

"Want to use my phone?" Louis offers his phone out to me.

I reach out for his phone but he snatches it back.

"No no," He smiles "I need something in return."

Should have known he wouldn't just be polite and let me use his phone.

"What do you want, Louis?" I sigh so he knows I'm annoyed.

He thinks long and hard for a second before flashing me a wicked smile.

"Tell me a story."

"What?"

"A story. Tell me one."

"Why would you want to hear a story from me?" I ask in disbelief. Louis, out of all people, wants to hear a story from me?

Louis shrugs and takes another bite of a chip.

"What story do you want me to tell? Three little pigs? Little red riding hood?"

"No," Louis laughs "a story about you."

"What game are you trying to play, Louis?" I catch on to what he's doing.

"No game. I want you to tell me a story. It's not like I want to get to know you. At all. I just like stories," Louis explains.

I feel really uneasy about this. Very uncomfortable. He probably wants to know a story so he can twist my words and make fun of me.

Tell him nothing. Tell him nothing.

"I can tell you about my last dance recital.." I betray myself by saying.

So you tell him something.

I hate when my mind and my mouth battle.

"Well then tell," Louis sits up in his chair and puts his bowl of chips on the table beside him "you have my attention.. well half of it."

I roll my eyes.

Walk away, Charlie. Tell him nothing. Walk away. Run if you have to. DO NOT TELL THIS GUY ANYTHING.

"I was super nervous. My mom told me to give it my all and I remember her telling me that I can't give up. I felt so crazy and nervous when I walked on stage oh my gosh I felt like I was gonna lose my mind. You know that nervous feeling when there is a burn in your stomach and you can barely move? Yeah that means you're terrified. Nervous to be exact. But then I saw my mom in the audience and I felt so confident, like I was gonna win," I laugh a little bit "the music started and we all started dancing our butts off. Next thing we knew, we were called out for our trophies and I was the happiest girl in the world. That trophie reminds me so much of my mom. If it weren't for her I wouldn't have it. Well it's broken now.." I drift off from the story.

I look up and I expected Louis to be sleep or at least bored out of his mind. Instead he's staring back at me with his small ocean blue eyes. I can tell he was actually listening to me and that makes me very happy for some odd reason.

"Are you done yet?" He stands and looks away from me.

"Yeah I'm done," I look down at my feet.

"Here," Louis grabs his phone from his pocket and tosses it to me before exiting the room.

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