Face Your Luck (1DFF) *book 2*

'The bear necessities of life!!'

The next morning we woke up to a big bang that was my mother shutting the front door. Go away. What is it with banging and waking people up? Trying to sleep. Hangover you feel me? 

"Charly? Niall?" She called out. 

"In here!" I called back from the living room where we had camped again. 

She wandered in followed by Troy.  

"What happened yesterday??!?" She exclaimed. 

"Emmm... Not sure? You got married I think?" I said tiredly as Troy and Niall sniggered. 

"Ha. Ha. Ha. No, with Darren?" 

"Oh him? He was being a douchebag." 

"Care to explain." She said sitting down on the couch. Me and Niall sat up and I began to explain. 

"Well, he came in and he was all you know you love me and then he was rude to Sophie and then I was all don't be rude and Niall was like mmhhhmmm.. So then he said let me talk to you outside so I was all security and then he was like you know what happened the last time so instead of causing commotion me and Niall went outside. And then he kissed me so Niall pushed him off and then he punched Niall and tried to fight him but I tried to pull him off and he hit me and then Niall went raj and then Troy came and he scarpered." I said almost losing my breath. 

"Are you both okay?' She asked, worriedly. 

"Flipping fantastic." I said lying down again. 

"Well I can see bruises all over Niall and you've got a black eye C." 

I reached up and pressed my eye. 

"OW!"  

"Well don't touch it!" Said Troy. 

I stood up and looked in the mirror. Holy shit. I look like a boxer. Hehe. Tough guy. Ain't no body messin' with ma clique. 

I turned around and frowned. Niall made a silly frowning face back. 

"Ain't nobody messin' with my mudafuckin' clique." I said bouncing and acting swaggy. Troy and Niall laughed. 

"Charly, stop it. No more of that language." My mum said sternly. 

"Sorry.." I mumbled. 

"Do you want some ice?"Troy asked us. 

"Maybe we should shower first?" I suggested. 

"Good idea. Everyone is coming round at ten by the way." My mum said. 

"Coolio." I mumbled as we wandered upstairs to separate showers. 

I locked the bathroom door and stripped off. I took a long look at re skinny girl in the mirror. When I say skinny I mean really skinny. Because of tours and stuff I wasn't eating a whole lot plus I was working out at the gym almost everyday. My rib cage was sticking out my skin and my knees where knobbly. I've still got no tits or booty. Never have, never will. Sometimes I wonder why Niall even likes me. I'm not that pretty and I don't have a great body. I'm just me. 

You really shouldn't have mirrors. They really make you question your whole freaking identity. 

I turned on the shower and I jumped in. I really want to say that it was warm and luxurious and made all my problems go away. 

But it didn't. 

It wasn't a very powerful shower and the water wasn't earlier to turn the temperature up so it wasn't that hot. 

I'm actually going to complain. Isn't a hot shower one of life's necessities?  

'The bear necessities of life!!!"