Face Your Luck (1DFF) *book 2*

I cried.

Charly's POV again;

I threw my phone back into the drawer of my bedside cabinet. Twelve missed calls from Niall. I ignored them. I wasn't ready to face him yet. Or ever for that matter.

"CHARLY?! HURRY UP!!" Max shouted from my living room where we had set up camp for the night.

"COMING!" I shouted back and turned off the light in my room an wandered through to meet Max.

I turned my phone off and never bothered to check it again.

I walked into the living room and saw that Max had set up a comfortable bed thing in my living room floor. My heart sort of hurt when I saw this because me and Niall done this a few months ago for my mums wedding. It made the hole on my heart hurt.

"Boy problems?" Max asked, obviously seeing my pained face. I nodded. "Come sit with Papa Maxie and tell me all about it." he told me and patted the space next to him. I slunk over and slid down beside him. "Now. Tell papa what's wrong?"

Do you ever just get asked what's wrong and you literally can't take it because that's what must've been wrong with me and I burst into tears in front of Max.

I felt his arms wrap around me and he just kind of hugged for a few minutes before I eventually pulled away and wiped the tears off my face.

"Care to share?" Max smiled weakly.

"I miss Niall!" I cried.