Unexpected ~One direction Fanfiction

Chapter 15!

"Charlie! Please, wake up!" Zayn pleaded shaking me. I sat up quickly, my forehead damp from sweating. "Are you okay?!"

"Y-yea?" I ran a hand through my hair. "Bad dream I guess..."

"You were shaking and whining and crying, I didn't know what to do." Zayn said quickly.

"I'm okay... Sorry for waking you." I hugged him.

"Just as long as you're fine..." He lied back down and in a matter of minutes he was asleep. I scurried out of bed and to the bathroom to shower.

After I got out my phone rang and I picked it up quickly.

"Hey baby!" My mom's sweet voice chirped.

"Hi mom! What's up?" I asked.

"I hear you're back in the States!" She exclaimed.

"Yea! That's true!"

"When did you decide to dye your hair? And you're eyes look... Different." She asked, her voice becoming more an dmore skeptical.

"I dyed my hair when I got to London, a new country, a new me. And I think it's just the sun and camera angle of my eyes." I lied.

"Oh, alright... But you look goreous baby."

"Thanks. How's it goin' in Texas?" I asked.

"Jennifer misses you... She can't wait to see you again."

"Tell her I miss her too." I smiled at the sound of my little sister's name. "I'll try to get her some tickets for the Houston show."

"She'd love that. What are you doing now?"

"Just got out of the shower! We leave to go to Georgia in a few hours." I replied.

"Oh wow. Are you having fun? Are you being safe?" She asked quickly.

"Yes mother, I'm being safe." I rolled my eyes.

"Do you like these boys?"

"They're very respectful and really nice and funny... Mom, trust me, nothing's happened." I laughed.

"I'm just never sure, honey! You're an eighteen year old with no supervision-"

"Mom, the boys have a body gaurd!" I interuppted.

"But he doesn't watch you twenty-four seven! I'm just making sure that you are being safe and protecting your body from-"

"WOW! Mom... WOW. Okay. It was really nice talking to you... Tell Jen I say hi, okay?"

"Will do. Have fun sweety."

"Bye mom." I smiled and hung up. Are you being safe? God, I'm not that slutty... I brushed out my hair and kept it wavy. I changed into a navy blue, off shoulder top and white short-shorts. I dried my hair and headed out to the living room.

"Are you being safe?" Louis smirked.

"Shut up." I rolled my eyes.

"I was just wondering sweety." He continued.

"Ha ha ha. You're so funny." I scoffed and turned to the kitchen. The knife. The one I used against Kent. I picked it up carefully and washed it under the sink.

"Whatcha doin?" Harry whispered making me jump. The knife slid across my skin, leaving a gash on my wrist. I covered it up quickly with my other hand, but Harry grabbed it.

"L-let go." I said shakily, his eyes becoming darker as they stayed glued to my wrist. "Harry..." I whispered harshly. His eyes flickered to mine and I tore from his grip. "Go sit." I turned back around and all the boys were gone. I took a deep breath and turned around.

"Let me see your wrist."

"Harry, you shouldn't be here."

"Trust me." He turned me around, his eyes now his normal color. He cleaned the cut and but a bandage on it and wrapped it in a tan cloth. His eyes went up to mine and he smiled.

"Thanks." I smiled back.

"I would never hurt you." He said.

"I know... But I was just..."

"Scared?" He interuppted.

"Yea." I nodded.

"You don't need to be." He kissed the wrap lightly and trailed up to my shoulder, leaving soft kisses. He ended by pressing a lingering kiss to my cheek. "The boys are with Paul. Is your stuff packed?"

"Yea. I'll go get it." I stepped lightly to my room and picked up my bags, slinging one over my shoulder and trailing a larger one behind me.

"Shall we?" Harry opened the door.

"We shall!" I laughed and we walked out to the lobby.

Next stop Georgia!