Fanfiction [Charlie Gillespie]

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"He said that?" Laney asked, quite shocked.

"Yeah. He basically said whatever was going on between us wasn't ending and walked out," I said sighing.

"Beck, you need to put an end to this. Owen obviously likes you and I can tell you like him too," She said grabbing my hand.

"Laney, I don't want to get hurt again. What Charlie did was so wrong," I said laying my head on the kitchen counter.

"You need to realize that Owen is not Charlie," She said grabbing my head and picking it up. "Was Charlie there when you were having not one but two panic attacks? No, I didn't think so,"

I huffed and nodded my head. Maybe she was right. Maybe it would be a good idea to give Owen a chance. But, a part of me still wanted Charlie. Yes, it was wrong too but I couldn't help it. I connected with Charlie on a whole other level, physically and emotionally. Maybe it was because he was my first and they always say your first will be so hard to let go. That could be right, but I felt something with Charlie. I really did.

"Stop thinking so much about it and just end things with Charlie. Owen will be here soon," She said as my jaw dropped.

"Why is Owen coming here?" I asked, confused.

"He insisted taking you on a date. So you need to get your pretty butt in the shower, I'll tell him to wait a while," She said before grabbing her phone. "He gave his number in case something like last night happened again,"

I smiled at the thought and quickly ran to my room to shower. I had no idea what this date would entail but I was definitely excited. I needed to get my mind off Charlie and this was definitely going to help.

I quickly showered and got dressed, too excited to take my time. I looked at myself in the mirror and was satisfied with my look.

"Beckett,  Owens here," Laney said as she entered my room. "Girl, you look hot,"

"Thank you," I said doing a curtsy.

I fixed my hair and made my way to the living room. Standing in the living room, Owen was dressed in a polo and some nice dress pants. He looked good, to say the least. I smiled as I walked through my door and stood in front of him.

"Hi," He said smiling as he engulfed me in a hug.

"Hi there," I said against his cheek.

"Shall we get going?" He said holding out his hand causing me to chuckle.

"Have her home by midnight!" Laney called out as we were halfway out the door.

"Mom!" I protested.

"Beckett, you know it's a school night young lady," She said as I tried my hardest to keep my laughter in.

"Fine," I huffed before shutting the door and bursting out in laughter.

"Are you guys always like this?" Owen chuckled as we walked hand in hand down the hall.

"Yes," I giggled. "She likes to act like my mom since she's two days older than me,"

"Two days?" He asks. "That's very close,"

"Yeah, most people like to think we're twins since our birthdays are so close,"

"Do they know that's not how twins work?" He chuckled as we got into his car.

"Believe me, you don't know how many times I've tried to tell people that," I laugh.

The car ride to wherever we were going was silent, quiet music only filling the air. Owen slowly grabbed my hand as he continued to drive, taking quick glances at me here and there. We entered the parking lot and the restaurant was beautiful. Twinkly lights were everywhere, cascading on the rooftop. We entered the restaurant, loud voices coming from each part of the big building.

Our first dinner date was at a little place close to the beach which is usually my first date restaurant. We talked & ate & laughed. While the dinner went smoothly with each of us asking the questions which we both probably read off of a Google article 'What to do and what not to do on the first date." Anyway, we got to know each other a bit while cautiously avoiding the past, focusing on the present while talking about the future. But, the actual pleasant talks began once we left the restaurant.

 We started walking on this perfect little street; not too crowded & not too lonely. One side was a lane of bungalows with all these trees with flowers in their garden. These pink flowers hung just so perfectly that they were halfway on the street & halfway on the inside of the Bungalow garden making the lane studded with pink flowers & yellow leaves in a beautiful red carpet fashion. While on the other side of the lane there's just a wall & across that wall, there is the beach playing the Sound of Waves for us.

Even after being silent for a while, he didn't ask me whether I was fine or whether anything was bothering me. Just by looking at me, he knew that I was happy at that moment.As we walked close to each other, our hands became the first ones to attract each other like magnets. Our hands knowingly and flirtatiously swished & touched until they finally embraced each other. It was the first time we held hands while walking on nature's colorful carpet while listening to the waves on the other side. Soon, he decided to end the silence and asked me:

"What are you thinking right now?"

Without second thoughts, I answered, "It is just magical and purely blissful listening to these waves when I cannot even see them. It's all just a one-minute action. Waves running to the shore, hitting the shore & then going back to the ocean. Then there's another one & then another & that just continues like clockwork. What really intrigues me is the moment between the waves. The time when one wave has just reached the shore & the other one is on its way. There's the anticipation of the new wave settling in and the happiness of the earlier wave right at the surface. I think that peaceful moment in-between is just precious. It's like I can live in that peace my entire life. It's like that one-minute moment of peace & solitude could last forever."

He was the kind of guy who wouldn't interrupt me when I was saying something with so much dreams in my eyes. I didn't need to talk quickly in order to finish everything I had to say. I took pauses where required, I stressed on the words that needed to be stressed on. I talked about the magic of waves like I have some magic in myself & everything around me. He listened silently & he imagined everything I said. He didn't listen to come back with a wittier response. He listened to actually understand me. So, I smiled at him after telling him what was on my mind & asked him what was on his. And somehow, even though I had begun with no expectations, he opened up too.

He said, "I suppose what waves are to you, time is to me. You see how wonderfully & also chaotically time works? We have been walking for about 25 minutes & yet it seems like only 5 minutes have gone by. I suppose when we are with someone we like time goes on quickly as every moment matters. When we are with someone we like, time seems to stop still while actually, it goes by faster than otherwise. While we kept talking on the way tonight, we felt time stop while we truly unraveled what was on our minds. Isn't it lovely, like clockwork too?" We again smiled at each other because we both knew this was something else. No first date ends up with both the people having such conversations about their deepest thoughts & wonders.

By that time, we reached the beach. There was sand beneath our feet, stars above our heads & magic within us. We stood close facing each other. One wave had settled, the other was on its way & time stopped still. We found our one-minute of peace. Our bodies touching each other, us looking deep into each other's eyes. With the anticipation closing in, so did the distance between us & we kissed. Our first kiss in that perfect moment of peace & standstill of time when we were magic in the middle of it all. It was a first, but it felt like none of the other firsts I ever had. It was truly magic.

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Hi guys:)

It's been so long since I've updated this story, but I've been having such writer's block. I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I made sure it was perfect for you guys