I'm sitting out of practice on injury..so since I haven't been very good at posting when I say I will I'm doing it now.
"What are you doing here?" He breathed as if not believing I was really here standing right in front of him. I couldn't respond right away though as I still couldn't believe I was here myself. I was trying to control my breathing and not jump his bones at the same time. Don't think of me as some sloot or anything because you would be thinking the same thing if you were staring at a barely awake and confused Charlie. That wasn't very descriptive because this isn't some romance novel like Twilight where they ogle over every detail of Edwards face...but if you truly need something to picture Charlie in your mind then compare him to an oddly poetic and brunette version of Niall Horan. Don't go "really? Niall from One Direction?" Cause that's honestly who he looks like...its not like I chose Niall for him to resemble...but whatever. "Chassidy." Once again his voice brought me out of my inner musings..I seriously need to stop doing that. "Umm, right, may I come in?" I inquire covering up my embarrassment. "S-sure." And he steps aside opening the door wider to allow me entrance. I nervously smile and slide past him into his home, briefly rubbing against him. I heard his slight intake of breath and couldn't control my own for I didn't mean to touch him. "Let's go to the living room." He mutters leading me through the entrance hall and past mutliple doors into a different room splattered with charcoal drawings and blue accents. My jaw dropped at seeing my high school artwork hanging on his walls. "What..what is this?" I cautiously inquire just barely keeping tears from flowing down my cheeks. Stop your over emotional self. "Huh? Oh uh..just..uh," obviously he didn't think of the drawings when he brought me into this room. I went to one particular charcoal of his parents home with the big wrap around porch and him sitting on the swing that Hung from the porch ceiling. I later drew me in beside him and gave it to him as a gift. "You gave me them." "But you kept them and then Hung them up?" I persisted careful to not smudge the heart as my fingers trailed the drawings. I had written off to the side 'Hello love. I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed drawing it. Love Chassidy.' "I have nothing to hide, I have already admitted to still loving you. Now what are you here for?" He ran his fingers through his head still concerned about the fact that its the middle of the night and I am in his living room. "I'm here to apologize-" "No need. You're forgiven, you'll always be forgiven. Now please leave before you explain why you can't be with me. I can't take another heartbreak today." ...... {Authors Note} This is part one of two consecutive updates. A gift pleading for your guys's forgiveness..although you may hate me even more for this chapter. I was a bit cautious about it buut..here it is.
Mmm, me too. Anyways. Working on the next one. And I injured my hip, I can barely walk without immense pain..it'll get better though. Thanks.
Aw crap, the Niall reference just ruined the whole story for me... But oh well I'll still read it. Bump!