Charlie Puth Imagines {COMPLETE}

full of it || crush

imagine: crush, boyfriend
age: high school
type: boyfriend is cheating, breakup, get with charlie
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You had been having a bad day. Your boyfriend had been seen with some other girl and this was not the first time.

You didn't know who to believe. He always denied it but your friends always told you otherwise. You wanted to believe your boyfriend, but you weren't sure if you could this time.

Now you were over at your mom's colleague's house for dinner. But more importantly, you were at Charlie's house. Thinking about it, you had just been doing a really good job suppressing your feelings for him.

He was always there for you, you hung with him whenever it wasn't your boyfriend, you guys had known each other since the dawn of time. You poked at your food and kind of ate.

"Can I please be excused?" You politely asked, before being excused. You left to go sit on the back porch.

It was only about 5 minutes before Charlie followed you out.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine," you said, avoiding eye contact.

"You don't seem fine."

"I just wish I could be single again or get a new boyfriend without all the things associated with breaking up and all that."

"Cheating rumors again?" Charlie softly asked. You nodded.

"I just don't know what to think. I want to believe him, but..."

"But it's the fourth time this year?"

"Yeah," you replied.

"Do you want my opinion?"

"Kind of."

"Completely honest?"

"Yes." Charlie was quiet for about 3 seconds. "What is it?"

"I think he's full of it."

"Like...?"

"Yeah. I think you're tolerating a cheater. Think about it."

"What?"

"Does he ever just give you presents or flowers in your locker? Does he make you happier more often than he makes you confused or upset? When rumors circulate, does he kind of just deny them, or does he beg for your forgiveness and not sleep until it's right?"

"I-" You thought about it and groaned. "I don't know how to break up with him," you said.

"Text him," Charlie replied.

"Text him? But that's low."

"Does he deserve more than that?" Charlie challenged. "Send it."

You sighed and typed something up and let Charlie read it before you sent it. You felt good doing the dirty work and to be honest, it felt like there was a weight lifted from your chest.

"Thanks," you said, giving him a hug.

"You're welcome." He was quiet. "You want another honest opinion?"

"Um... sure. Usually your honest opinions are pretty good."

"I don't think you should be single," he said. You raised your eyebrows and then blushed.

"I don't know what to say," you replied, knowing what he was getting at. "I-"

"Please give me a chance," he pleaded. "I can do better. If you're not ready, I'll wait. I really will. I'm patient," he added. He raised his eyebrows.

"I need somebody like you in my life," you said. "You have to do better than he did," you continued, starting to cry. Charlie looked a little taken aback by your crying, but he gave you a hug and held you on his chest as you cried.

"Don't doubt me." You shook your head and gathered yourself, wiping your eyes.

"I'm fine, I really am. It's just... been a crazy night."

"I'm sure. Go to bed on time so you get enough sleep and don't stay up thinking about this. And you have to eat something more than what I just saw you eat tonight, okay?" You nodded and thanked him.

Your family left his house about a half hour later and you did what Charlie told you. You had a good feeling about ditching your boyfriend for Charlie.

You smiled and snuggled up in your sheets and went to sleep so fast that night, feeling so much better than you had when you woke up this morning.
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