Made Up

Chapter 20

Charlie POV
    The past three days have been the best of my life. Louis Harry and I have created a bubble for ourselves and it feels like no one in the world can touch us here. I have tried to push away any thoughts of what might happen when we go home. We really haven't talked about what comes next. I think we all know that rough times are ahead and we don't want to ruin the magic of this moment worrying about the future. I feel like we'll need the memories of these times to hold us together through the times to come.
    I'm worried that our first rough patch will be when everyone gets to the big house tomorrow. I know that louis' Mom, stepdad, and his sister Lottie are coming. Harry's mom and sister are coming as well. Both boys keep referring to a friend but I have no idea who it could be. Apparently it's supposed to be a surprise.
    I don't want to be surprised. I want to stay in this bubble for as long as possible and keep pretend that everything will always be this magical between me and the boys.
    I am laying in a lounge chair letting the sun tan my skin. They boys have rented jet-skies and I watch them play around.  I am so lost in watching them that I don't hear someone walk right up behind me.
    "So you must be the girl who has made my brother go completely mental!" I jump up and turn so fast I get almost dizzy. I haven't met her before but I've seen enough pictures to recognize louis' sister Lottie. She is looking at me with not so happy of an expression; in fact she looks really mad at me right now. I try to think of something to say but I come up blank. I stand there in silence as she continues to glare at me.
      She takes a step closer. "Can you speak? I thought all bitches knew how to bark."
    Yeah she's definitely mad at me. I can't say I blame her. I'm a nobody that her brother may have tanked his career for. She wouldn't be a good sister if she wasn't worried about protecting him, but I can't help but feel my temper rise at the open hostility.
    "I'm Charlie!" I try holding my hand out and I realize as I do it that it's the weirdest response to being called a bitch as I've ever had.
   "I'm not going to shake your hand. Where is my brother?" Lottie folds her arms across her chest and stares through me. I finally point out the boys on the jet skis and she trails off down the beach. I thought I had one more day of tranquility but if Lottie is any indication of what the rest of the visitors will be it's about to peace and tranquillity are about to go out the the window.
     I walk inside to find something to put on over my bathing suit. I feel too exposed under the death stare that is Lottie Tomlinson.

Louis POV
    It's been a long time since Harry and I were able to just play on a beach. If we do get a chance to head to the beach LA its usually too crowded for proper jet ski fun. I wanted to bring Charlie out but she said she just wanted to relax and watch. I look up towards the house and I see her standing at the waters edge. Wait that's not Charlie, fuck Lottie is early.
    I turn the jet ski towards the beach. As soon as I'm on land I run and give my sister a big hug. It's been months since I've seen her and even though I can tell it's fixing to be a shit storm of Lottie's temper I am still overjoyed to see her. "I've missed you so much, but I thought you were coming with everyone tomorrow."
    "Oh so were you going to send your whore packing before the family got here?" Lottie looks like she wants to hit something.
   "Hey do not say that about Charlie. She is my girlfriend and I love her. You will respect her. She's not a whore."
    Lottie cuts me off for before I can go into greater detail. "Girl friend? Since when were you ever interested in girls? What about Harry, how does he feel about your girlfriend?"
    "Harry loves her too! It's kind of all three of us in this together." I wanted to ease everyone into the idea of Charlie but Lottie is seriously making it hard to keep my cool right now!
   "What in the bloody hell are you talking about Louis? You and Harry have had to hide for years for fear of losing everything you've worked for but you add some bitch into the mix and you feel the need to shout it from the roof top. Have you gone completely mental? Seriously you cannot think this is ok!" Lottie is screaming at the top of her lungs and I'm really glad that no one else is around right now. I seriously hope that Charlie can't hear all the way in the house.
    "Lottie shut up you don't know what you're talking about. You don't have to like it or understand it but your damn sure not going to ruin it so if you don't like it you're free to leave." I start to walk away and I see Harry walking up from the corner of my eye.
   "Hey Lottie you're early!" Harry goes to hug Lottie and she slaps him away.
   "What the fuck are you and my brother thinking? If you wanted to fuck a pussy you can do it without announcing it to the whole bloody world!"
   I haven't seen Harry mad many times in our years together but right now I can almost feel the rage radiating off of him. "Lottie shut your fucking mouth. You don't know anything about what your talking about and I won't have you saying those things." Harry walks towards me and we go inside. Even Lottie knows when Harry's mad that she's crossed a very big line and she lets us go in peace.
   When we get inside we head straight for the bedroom. I'm sure Lottie lit into Charlie before she made her way to the beach and I have to make sure Charlie is ok. I find her sitting on the bed staring at the wall. "Charlie I'm so sorry for whatever Lottie said to you!"
   Charlie looks at me with a look I've never really seen before. "Your sister is a bitch!" I can't help but laugh. "Don't laugh I'm serious. Your sister practically sneak attacked me with a verbal assault. I understand she's protective but that was ridiculous." Charlie stands up and walks across the room. "My mom gave me hell but she never said anything to you! Why am I always the one being fussed at? Hell!"
   "Babe if you put bloody in front of that hell you'll sound a lot more properly British." Harry is finding this rant as hilarious as I am but I'm afraid he may have just turned it more towards us.
   "Why the fuck do I want to sound more British? I like the way I talk!" It's at this moment that Charlie realizes Harry is just messing with her. "Fuck you Harry!"
"I believe that's what got us in this mess in the first place love. You know, you wanting to fuck Harry and all that." I can't resist getting in on the fun.
"Fuck both of you! This isn't funny. Your sister was really mean and I can't be mean back because then I really am just the bitch that's fucking her brother." Charlie covers her face in her hands and I'm afraid our joking has pushed her to tears when I realize she is laughing. She looks back up at us and smiles. "We've really fucked ourselves by letting everyone know what's going on."
"Look Lottie doesn't speak for the entire world and even though she's mad right now once she sees how wonderful you are she will be ok with everything too!" I sit down and rub Charlie's back.
"You do realize I'm going to have to go into witness protection when your fandom finds out ,right? I mean they will lose their shit knowing that one girl has taken two members of One Direction off the market." Charlie suddenly gets a very tired look on her face and I see the anxiety that is behind the smile.
I wrap my arm around her. "Love we don't have to tell the world. We can make up some story about it being a joke or something or other. I know that will make damn Gwendoline happy. It's whatever you want to do! Harry and I would never ask you to do anything you don't want to do." My heart breaks a little as I wait for her answer. What if it's all too much for her?
Charlie puts her hand on my face and pulls me into a kiss. "I want you and I want Harry and I don't care what everyone thinks honestly. I just wasn't prepared for your sister to be openly hostile towards me. I thought we had one more day together before we had to face the real world again."
"Leave it to Lottie to come in unexpectedly. I need to go talk to her. I think Harry may have put the fear of God in her." I stand up and stretch. It's going to be a long week if this next conversation doesn't go well.
    I find Lottie in the kitchen helping herself to some of Charlie's favorite cookies. "So are you ready talk like a grown up or are you going to cuss at me some more?" Lottie looks up and I can see that she is mad that she got caught with cookie in her mouth.
   She brushes the crumbs off her lips and gives me a dead stare. "Are you going to come to your senses and get rid of the gold digger?"
   "Charlie is not a gold digger, you have no right to call her that! I can feel my voice start to rise but I try to stop before I'm full blown yelling again.
     "How do you even know this girl? How long have you known her? Are you seriously prepared to tell the world your part of a thruple? You've been terrified to come out as gay for all these years. Why is this so much easier?"
"It's not easier. It's the most terrifying thing I've ever done. We don't know if we are fully coming out or if we're going to let management spin some kind of story. I know that I love Charlie and Harry and I'm not willing to give either one of them up. If we have to hide forever then we will but I don't care as long as I have them. I know it's a strange situation. We don't even know what we're supposed to do most of the time but we know we want to figure it out together. So I don't need you coming in here like a fucking tornado yelling and cussing at everyone. I need my family to be ok with my decisions because your family and I love you and I want you in my life not because you're going to change my mind."
I give Lottie time to process all that I've said. "So what do you think?"
"I think your still a fucking fool. This is going to backfire so fucking hard your grandchildren will feel the shockwaves but whatever it's your life." Lottie waves her hand in the air to signal that she's done with the conversation, I think she looks ridiculous when she does that but whatever.
"Will you at least be nice to her Lottie? Please for me?" I hold my hands palms together in front of my chest in a begging fashion. "Will you please just give her a chance?"
"Sure whatever as long as you know I'm only faking it." Lottie sounds bored with the subject.
I go back to the bedroom with Harry and Charlie. I know they heard every word. I don't even bother with relaying any of the message. Charlie looks at me and stands to come wrap her arms around my waste and rest her forehead on my shoulder. "If she can be civil so can I! I don't want to fight."