CHOOSE ME!

Part 29

Charlie's pov
Alex's chin was rested on my chest as he looked up at me with sparkling eyes and my arms tightened around his waist. "You were going to propose...to me? When?" he said trying to pull back but I wouldn't let him, "the night you left," I replied sadly. He started to cry again, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry for everything, I should never have left," he said sobbing loudly into my chest.

I bent down and pulled him in for a kiss. The dull day's glow shone through the window as we kissed. Alex stood on his tiptoes as I bent down, our tongues danced likes snakes with eachother and slipped in and out of the others mouths as we kissed passionately. I picked him up, his legs wrappings around my waist and his hands gripped my neck for support, my arms wrapped around his waist petite waist. I could feel his ribs once again, "you've lost weight again," I said breaking the kiss, he stared into my eyes, "we have strict diet restrictions and it's easy for me to lose weight quickly," he replied and we continued to make out.

I move towards the sofa, placed him down carefully and sat down next to him tapping my legs. He shuffled over to sit on my lap and we continued what we were doing. My hands were getting tangled in his hair as I made my way down to his neck to leave large hickeys, he threw his head back and tried to grip for my hair but there wasn't anything there anymore so he went for the next best thing, my hoodie.

He scrunched it into large balls in his fists and squeezed them tightly, I could still remember all of his soft spots and attacked them instantly which made him go hard. "You want to move this upstairs?" I asked stopping for a while. His head rolled back down and he stared sadly at me, "I can't, you've got a girlfriend," he said not letting go of his tight grip on my hoodie, "I don't love her and she doesn't love me," I said.

I knew it was the truth and I knew I wanted him more than ever, "I know but you've got a baby on the way and it would be unfair on it," he said as he stood up to leave. He fastened his jacket and turned his collar up to hide the hickeys and left without another word.

Once again I was left stood in an empty living room holding this stupid strawberry engagement box and crying. What was so wrong about me and Alex being together? Couldn't we just love who we wanted? Suddenly my phone went off, 'I'm not coming home tonight, I'll see you in the morning for the appointment, it's at 11am, be ready,' it said. Why did this have to happen? Why did this baby have to be hers and mine? Why couldn't Alex be a girl and then our relationship would be excepted.

I got a call from my mum so I answered it, "how are you honey?" was the first thing she said to me and I burst into tears, "I can't be with him," I said in between heavy breathing and I gripped my hoodie to try and calm myself down. She didn't say anything, "I need him....I love him, I love him so fucking much," I sobbed into the phone. She once again didn't say anything so I checked my screen to see if she was still there. She wasn't.

"She hung up on me," I mumbled to myself as I threw the phone onto the sofa and watched it sink painfully slowly between the gap. I fell to the floor in sync with my phone and sobbed until there was nothing left of me anymore, I then spread flat on my back across the living room rug and stared at the ceiling. Memories flooded in my head as the white ceiling felt like it was spinning.

Flashbacks (lots of mini ones)
"You gonna let me in?"

"you were nervous to meet ME?"

'I always found him cute and for some reason I was protective over him. It was as if I was falling for him.'

'why do I care so much?'

"Am I making you nervous?"

"I'm not ready to do this yet,"

'Was I slowly developing feeling for this boy?'

'My head was spinning and it seemed like it was only us in the world for those few moments.'

"ALEX! Don't close your eyes, please, Alex, Alex please!"

"why do you care so much about him anyway?"

"you saved me,"

"CHOOSE ME! THAT'S ALL YOU HAD TO DO"

"I'm his witness your honour,"

"bye, love you!"

"just remember I love you,"

"you have no right being this beautiful, you should be a model,"

"I love you so much, please don't leave me, please,"

"I came back to you,"

"she's pregnant you know,"

"I can't do this, not now,"

"You were going to propose...to me? When?"

End of flashbacks

Memories invaded my head as I laid motionless on the fluffy rug that tickled my feet. I couldn't believe that I was about to have a child and it wasn't with Alex, it just didn't seem right. Suddenly the sharp rings of the doorbell echoed in the house, I slowly got up and answered the door rubbing my heavy eyes.

It was my mum, she was stood with her famous chocolate cake and handed it to me as she walked past me absently to enter the house. She looked around and sat on the sofa and pulled out my phone from the gap it slipped down. She then patted the spot next to her and I sat down. We sat in silence for a while, "you want some cake?" she asked cheerfully to break the silence but I didn't have an appetite, "no, I'm not really hungry," I replied looking down and fidgeted with my fingers.

She looked at me concerned and held out her hand for me to hold but I didn't so she grabbed it anyway, "look at me and tell me what happened," she said rubbing my hand comfortingly. I took a deep breath in, "he found me at the peer, we talked for a bit and then we kissed, then I told him Annabelle's pregnant and it's mine and he left then I got home and Annabelle left for the night, Alex came over and we talked and he found out that I was going to propose and we kissed again but he said he couldn't do this because of the baby and it would be unfair," I said quickly in one big breath and small tears rolled down my cheeks as I gasped for air. My hand started sweating so my mum let go and rubbed her hand on her jeans making a funny face which made me smile a little.

We sat back on the sofa and she looked at me, "what do you want? Her or him?" she asked looking at me as I stared at the floor, "him, it's always been him, from the day I met him," I replied looking up to make the tears disappear, "then why aren't you fighting for him? You're not the type of person who gives up if he wants something as badly as this," she said, I knew she was right but this was different, "I would've left her the second he came but this time there's a baby involved and it would be awful to have a dysfunctional family, I know very well what it's like, I watched Alex's for a long time and I don't want to raise my child like that," I replied sadly.

I didn't want to admit the truth but it had to be said, even though it was harder for me to admit than it should have been, "honey, having split up parents and two dads isn't dysfunctional, it's just not what we call normal," she said holding my hand again. I nodded and looked at the cake, it made my dry mouth drool, "can we have some cake now please," I said excitedly.

We spent the next couple of hours watching the TV and laughing at the idiots that were on it. "I'm claustrophobic Daren!" screamed the TV which made us howl with laughter. I'd never laughed this much with anyone but Alex before and it felt nice to have some quality time with my mum, it never really happened growing up because my brother and dad were attention seekers and I just hid myself away.