Little Louder Now (Harry Styles/One direction fanfic)

Chapter 4: Tell

Chapter 4:  Tell

*Charlie's POV*

Red alert! Shit has hit the fan.  I repeat, shit has officially hit the fan.  Where's a freakin bomb shelter when you need one?

I knew Ollie would have to meet One Direction sooner or later.  It's just, I guess I had hoped she'd keep an open mind.  She USUALLY does.  From the scene in front of me, it seemed she didn't really have a problem with 1D so much as she had a problem with Harry.  I personally thought what Harry had done was actually really hot.  The whole time he sang, he kept his eyes on Olivia.  He didn't LOOK like the "pretentious asshole" Liv had made him out to be.  He wasn't wearing his signature "look" of a blazer and "hot pants" as Ollie had described his skinny jeans mockingly.  He was just wearing loose khakis with a white v-neck tee.  Even Harry's famous curls were swept back and covered by a grey beanie.  Focus, Char, focus.  Stop staring at the hot boys.

Right now Holland, the rest of 1D, and I were watching in terror as Ollie and Harry verbally attacked eachother.  At first, Harry stayed really cool and didn't respond to Ol's insults, but after she insulted his skinny jeans (which he wasn't wearing. *Eye roll*) and his probable lack of... how do I put this politely?  His lack of "manhood", he lost it.  Wait, that makes it sound like he lost his ding-a-ling.  He didn't lose THAT.  To clarify, he lost his temper.  He was all good as far as I knew when it came to his "downstairs situation".  I don't blame him.  When someone yells at you, your normal response is to yell back, right?

That's when I saw her do it.  Her tell.  She was fiddling with her ear with her left hand.  Back in 8th, every time Ollie attempted to flirt with a guy she fancied, she'd play with her left ear.  Holland and I took the piss out of her for AGES until she finally managed to control her nervous tick.  I guess because she was so emotional, she was unaware she was doing it.

I gasped, slapped one hand over my mouth, and pointed with the other.  Ollie froze mid abusive slur with her fingers still on her earlobe.  Holland realized what I was pointing at and smiled slowly.

"What's wrong?" Niall asked in confusion.  We hadn't had the chance to do introductions because of Ol's explosion, but it was okay.  I knew who they were.  They were One freakin Direction.  They were talented and hot and complete crack ups and hot and... well, I make it my business to know fit boys' names.  Especially this blond cutie standing in front of me.  He is the definition of lush.

"You..l-like..." I stuttered slowly.

"Carrots?" Louis asked.

"No.  What? carrots?!  NO!  Ollie likes H-" but I was interrupted.

Sam our manager stormed in while simultaneously hanging up her mobile.  "Enough.  I'm tired of hearing you two bicker.  I can hear you two doors down!  I TOLD you that this is what the label wanted.  I TOLD you this tour was happening, but you couldn't make this easy.  You COULD have had the two weeks OFF before your tour as a vacation but noooOOOooo."  Sam rubbed her temples as if this situation was causing her physical pain.  "I'm sorry boys.  I spoke to Paul with your management and he agrees that this is a problem.  To try and ensure success on this tour, to make sure everyone gets to know each other and gets along," Sam pauses to glare at Olivia to make her point, "Little Louder Now is going to move in with One Direction."