Everything| A Charlie Gillespie Imagine

Introduction

When I was 12, my mom had sat me down for a talk.

"Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with."

"What? Mom what are-"

"Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs."

"Mom-"

"Wit is important. Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. Despair will come."

"I-"

"Find someone that you want to be there with you through these times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, love, and madness combine and course through you. A love that will never dilute even when the waters get deep, and dark." She told me, taking my hands in her larger ones.

At the time, I had no idea what she was talking about. I never even thought about falling in love before, and here she was dumping all of this weight onto my shoulders.

I just nodded my head and smiled, hoping to end this conversation as soon as possible, but I wish I wouldn't have. I wish I would have asked more questions. If I had, maybe I wouldn't be standing in the pouring rain as my best friend drove away from me, his heart split in two.

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Charlie was my best friend for as long as I could remember. We did everything together since we were 10. We rode our bikes, went to the park, and even stayed the night together.

We were inseparable.

When Charlie wrote a new song, I was the first person he sung them to. He would often come to me singing his new music, asking for my advice on everything.

And I loved it. I loved having his support whenever I needed it. He was my backbone, he was my whole world.

We often spent our time in his room singing songs together as he strummed his guitar.

But all good things don't last forever.

I found myself slowly falling in love with Charlie, and it started to become unbearable. I couldn't love my best friend, it would ruin everything we had.

I wish I could have asked my mom what to do if you did in fact fall in love with your best friend, but you don't think they feel the same.

I know what she would have told me. She would have told me to tell him how I feel, not to run away from such a love, but I didn't. I didn't want to hear that. I wanted to run. Which resulted in me crying in the rain as Charlie sped off, heart breaking after he confessed his love to me.

I told him I loved him, I did. But I told him we couldn't be together, we couldn't ruin what we had.

Now I sit here staring at the ceiling. Alone. I didn't just lose love, I lost my very best friend, and my other half.

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