Last First Kiss (One Direction Fan Fiction) (Charlotte's Directions Book Two)

Chapter 5

5                              Charlotte POV             Day 2 of Tour: On the Road

“Try to stay seated this time,” Eagle grumbled over the intercom. We were entering the highway; headed for Los Angeles, California.

The bus jostled around which woke Zayn up. I glanced over at him wiping his sleepy eyes. “Good afternoon sleeping beauty,” I said with a smile.

Zayn looked at the five of us piled up on the long couch watching Forrest Gump. He blinked. “Where…?” he started to yawn.

“We hit the rest stop,” Harry explained.

Louis said, “You snooze you lose, lad.”

Zayn rolled out of the bed and landed on the ground with a soft thud. The big open sleeves of his tank slid off track; showing his toned chest underneath. He ran a hand through his raven colored hair and then sauntered over to join us on the sofa. Niall made room for him by pulling me up onto his lap.

We all got quiet to watch the first few minutes of the movie. The commercial had just come to an end when I heard my Samsung jingle from my bed.

“Sorry,” I nearly stepped on Harry’s big feet. I made an awkward smile as I bounced over to get the ringing phone. A picture of my mom flashed on the screen. I smiled and brought the receiver to my ear. “Hey ma,” I said.

“Hey Charlie Baby,” She laughed. “How’s everything going on the road?”

I nodded stupidly before realizing she couldn’t see me. “Oh it’s great,” I replied. The TV was pretty loud, so I wandered into the available bathroom for some privacy… since that was the only way to get it on that super small bus.

“I’m glad you’re having fun. But don’t forget about the online lessons: I don’t want you falling behind.”

“Okay, mom.”

“And listen to Liam, alright? Do what he tells you,” Mom added. I sighed with a tired smile. “Be careful of the curly haired one; I’ve heard he has quite a reputation.”

“Mom I know what I’m doing-”

“Make sure to stock up on Kotex. I put some on the bottom of your bag, but you’ll run out eventually.”

“Okay, mom,” I rolled my eyes at my reflection in the mirror.

“Oh and another thing,” I took a seat on the ledge of the bathtub as she continued. “Try to get some exercise, okay? Let’s face it baby, you can get pretty lazy.”

“MOM.”

“Fine, I’ll shut up.”

I laughed and jokingly slapped my forehead with the palm of my hand. “Is there anything else?” I smiled.

“Actually there is…”

I started to nonchalantly pick my nails; preparing for another list of Mommy’s Dos and Don’ts.

“I’m engaged.”

My heart stopped so fast I lost my balance on the rim of the tub. I stumbled back and violently whacked my head against the porcelain bathtub. My hand reached up to grab the shower curtain for support; but I ended up tearing the Rubber Ducky fabric off of the hinges and shattering the railing that held it up. Both it and all of the soaps and shampoo bottles came crashing down on top of me.

Stampeding feet came rushing to the back of the bus. One Direction threw open the small door to the bathroom to see me sprawled out in the tub like a dead spider… or a very clumsy loser.