I smiled in the kiss and we both slowly pulled away.
"Goodnight Ryder" I smiled.
"Goodnight Charlotte" He smiled and I didn't even mind when he called me by my full name.
I walked into my house and shut the door behind me only to have Lyla blocking my way upstairs.
"Oh Charlie I think you have something on your face, oh wait I'm sorry it was just some hoe" She smirked and I scoffed.
Okay here she was dating Jackson, a great guy, wanting Ryder, and even better guy, and now trying to pursue Liam, an extremely famous guy, so if any one is a hoe it's her.
"Goodnight Lyla" I rolled my eyes.
She gave a confused look.
"You're not even going to eat dinner?" She asked.
It was 7:30.
I walked in to the kitchen and grabbed a banana and walked to my bedroom.
I thought for a minute about the hospital. Justin was there. For some reason I felt... I don't know what I felt it was almost like I felt bad.
I never really got to thank him. I walked to my car and drove in the direction of the hotel. I needed to talk to Zayn. I still wanted to remain friends. I also didn't want to lead him on. I'm not really sure if I liked him or not. I just needed to sleep on it and I'd decide everything tomorrow, what I was going to tell him: to come over tomorrow and we would talk.
I took a deep breath and drove a little faster. I could have just called him but I kind of wanted to see him.
I quickly found parking spot and if I didn't mention it my car came from New York yesterday and I'm know if surprised it came so fast even though we sent it out a week before my flight.
I did not take the elevator to the top. Yes I climbed 42 floors of stairs.
I was kind of surprised I wasn't a sweaty mess. I looked at the time and gasped.
I got here at 8 and it was 9:07. I needed to pursue some type of sport.
I walked to the first suite and knocked on the door and bit my lip.
He opened the door and I stared awkwardly at my feet.
"Hi" he said surprised by my presence.
"I'm I was on my way to talk to Zayn and I just wanted to stop by and... Um. I uh." I said looking up. I just kinda froze and I don't even know
"It's okay, you just wanted to see me." He smirked and I sustained me urge at scoff. The ego of this guy.
"Yeah I'm gonna go" I rolled my eyes and smiled awkwardly.
He was only wearing boxers and a robe and I was trying my best not to stare.
He smiled and nodded and was slowly closing the door and I turned to walk away.
"Justin?" I turning around. My subconscious was screaming at me right now to just leave.
He opened it and looked at me.
"Summers" I said and he looked confused.
"It's...it's my last name." I said and he gave a half smirk half smile.
"Guess one day was today huh?" He smirked.
"Guess so" I smiled back.
"Goodnight Charlie" he smiled.
"Night Justin" I said and he shut the door.
I took a deep breath as I walked own the hall to Zayn's room.
YOU ARE READING
The coaches daughter
Teen FictionDue to a custody dispute Charlie Summers moved from her New York penthouse while only living with her mother to a house in the lovely suberbs of lake shores, in Grosse Pointe, Michigan with her dad, a respected member of the community, and a local f...