Reunited (One Direction/Louis Tomlinson)

7. Audition

Charlie's POV One Month Later

"Oh my cheese, there are a lot of people here..." I said with wide eyes. We were standing in line for X-Factor auditions, and it was packed. Like really packed. It had been a month since my birthday, and the girls and I had been rehearsing non-stop. I know that we sounded really good, but I was freaking scared. I knew I was going to mess up, but maybe the girls awesome voices could cover me up. And what if the judges didn't like my song. Ah shit. This was a bad idea. We should have done some one elses songs. Oh my oh my oh m-

My worry thinking was cut off by Angie snapping her fingers in my face. "HEY! Wake up doofus. I know you are worrying, so stop. We are going to sound amazing, you are not going to mess up, your song is amazing and the judges are going to love it. Okay?" She told me.

I stared at her with wide eyes. "H-how did you know what I was thinking... HOLY CHEESE YOU'RE PSYCHIC!!! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE!" I screamed jumping up and down. Omg, my best friend is an alien. Holy cheese holy chees holy chee-

"I am not psychic you dummy. I am just awesome. No but really, you mutter whatever you think. Especially when you worry," she told me grinning.

"You little pooper," I told her playfully glaring at her. We had an intense staring contest until we both burst out laughing. (A/N Okay, so I know I said that Charlie and Cam were like bff's but, they are more like sisters. I am too lazy to change everything in the story though so I am mentally changing it so that Angie and Charlie are like that. the rest of the chapters will be like this. They are kind of like Harry and Louis... Do you see where I am going with this yet?) Me and her had this funky relationship. We are best friends, but a lot of people, think we are in a relationship becuase of the way we act around eachother. She had long brown hair that was super straight. Cam, she's like my sister. I can always count on her to be there for me. She is actually very responsible, but she has her moments. Taylor is very quiet and reserved but she knows just what to say all the time. She is very calm, but she always sticks up for her friends. She has this weird thing, where she always wants to look perfect. She used to get made fun of and people would call her an ugly bitch. She is very beautiful, but she is so insecure that she doesn't know it. I tell her all the time but she wont hear it. She has brown hair with blue tips (A/N Cough cough Emily Cough) and hazel/green eyes. She has lots of freckles too. Bella. Bella is amazing. I have never met a more kind girl. She is like a little kid. She loves to eat and it kind of amazes me that she's so skinny. Not many people know this, mostly because she doesn' open up to anyone unless she really trusts them, but back when she lived in Ireland, she was always bullied. People would call her fat and ugly every day, and she didn't have any friends. I never understood why though. She is amazingly beautiful and always looks amazing. Her hair is amazing. It is dark chocolate brown with a blonde bottom layer. She always has it in a different style but it always looks cool.

"Aw you know you love me," Angie cooed. I smiled at her and gave her a hug.

"True story, Angieboo," I said and gave her a huge kiss on the cheek. She laughed at me and jumped on my back. Me being 20 and her being 17, it was pretty easy to carry her.

We ran around screaming before Cam finally yelled, "Girls! Stop it you're casuing a scene and you'll get us kicked out." She gave us a stern look and Angie slowly slid off my back. We pouted and walked over to her.

"YOU CAN'T CONTROL ME WOMAN!" I screamed and and started jumping around. Yup, no more nerves.

Suddenly, I felt a huge mass of wait come down on me and I saw Mike pushing down on them. He honestly was kind of frightening, and I shrunk down under him. "Shut up little sis. I will break you if you say one more word," He whispered in my ear. My eyes widened. He was the only person who knew how to make me shut up. Even though he was only 2 years older than me, he was big. (A/N I know I said he was 20, but I changed my mind. He's 22 now.) He was the star rugby player on his high school team, so he was pretty buff. Scratch that, he was really buff. But he was an amazing brother. He always protected us when he was in school, and that won't ever change. I loved him to pieces. I mean, how could you not. On the outside he was crazy muscular Superman, but on the inside he was little softy Clark. He was my Superman, and I'm his Krypto. If I ever lost him, I don't know what I would do. If he never exsisted, then I would be fucking Superman. But whatev's. He slowly released the pressure on my shoulders and said, "Understand me?" I just nodded, knowing that if I did say anything I would be dead.