only you //. reece bibby (stereo kicks)

Chapter 8 ~ 2nd Chances

I'm woken up by a load knock on my door.

I spent most of the night messaging Reece, which resulted in me becoming sleep deprived.

"ELL!!" A voice shouts from behind the door of my hotel room. "ELLA, CHARLIE WAKE UP!"

I look over to Charlie who is still fast asleep, before lifting the duvet and getting out of bed. Quietly, I put on my purple dressing gown and look through the peep-hole to see Julie outside my room, holding her mobile phone. I open the door and Julie runs into the room.

"Wake Charlie up." She whispers whilst holding a phone to her ear.
I do what she says, diving onto Charlie's bed and repeatedly nudging him until he wakes up. Sadly, Charlie is one of the worst people to talk to on a morning as he never gets out of bed.
"Charlie!" Julie shouts. "It's the producer of the X Factor on the phone and he wants to speak to you!"

Immediately he springs up and over to Julie, grabbing the phone from her.

"Hello?" He says nervously into the phone.

The phone wasn't on loud speaker but I could tell it was good news from the massive grin on Charlie's face and the couple of "mmhmms" and "thank you's" he said.

By time Charlie gets off the phone, I'm laid in his bed watching High School Musical. Which he has watched over a million times however tries his best to deny it.

"Mum...Ella..." Charlie begins to tear up.
"They said that they want to put me in a boyband...Meaning that I'm through to the next round of bootcamp!!" He screams.

Julie and I jump and scream and hug eachother.

This is all Charlie has ever wanted. To be in a boyband. I'm ecstatic!

"I need to go get ready, they want me at Wembley in less than 3 hours." He winks at me before going into the bathroom.

As soon as Charlie locks the bathroom door, Julie comes to sit with me on my bed.

"Has everything been okay? You know, between you and Charlie?" She asks.

"Yeah...I think so" I giggle. "Why?"

"It's just Charlie seems a bit more, how can I put this discreetly...well...I know you and Charlie have always been close but I was just wondering in case you both had been...y'know" She whispers.

I can't help but burst into laughter. She basically just asked me if me and Charlie have been having sex...which is a definite no!

"Oh my god, no...ew!!" I cringe. Me and Charlie? Just no.

"Good, good, I was getting a bit worried...he's been asking Rik all sorts of questions about girls and sex, etc. I just wanted to make sure that nothing was happening since you two spend so much time together and you're both still so young."

"Well I can re-assure you that I only think of Charlie as a brother so no, nothing's going on between us..." I smile brightly.

Julie hugs me. "You're like my daughter Ell, I would adopt you if I could. Girls are so much better than boys and they don't leave their rooms in a state like Charlie does" I giggle.

Charlie emerges from the steam filled bathroom, dressed in a white t-shirt and black ripped jeans.

"I know you fancy me but you don't have to constantly talk about me Ell." He jokes whilst chuckling to himself. "This isn't too dressed up right?"

I walk over to him and fix his hair, before looking him up and down.

"Yeah you look fine."

Charlie grins at me before looking at the clock.

"Mum, we need to go now!!" Charlie snaps.

"Ella, dad will probably bring you round to the arena later when he wakes up."

"Okay." I smile, running up to Charlie and hugging him.

"Good luck Charl, knock 'em dead aye" I scream.

He smirks at my comment, raising an eyebrow. "Aye? I didn't think you could ever sound so northern. Taking a leaf out of Reece's book are you?"

"Oh yeah of course!" I reply sarcastically, trying to hide my embarrassment.

Reece's name sent butterflies roaring around in my stomach and made my cheeks glow red all over again.

Charlie pauses. "Oh yeah and before you ask, no I don't know who's going to be in the band. The only other lad they mentioned was...well Reece."

WHAT?
REECE?
REECE BIBBY IS GOING TO BE IN THE SAME BAND AS MY BEST FRIEND.
MEANING IM GOING TO SEE HIM AGAIN.
I CANT BELIEVE IT.

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