Don't close the door

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Charlie was walking furiously towards Alastor's house. When she finally got out of the park, she asked Dazzle and Razzle to turn into her jewelry before going ahead, while carrying her bag with her. One was her bracelet, a small white shiny bracelet and the other turned into a pearl necklace. In the middle of the path, a few raindrops began to fall. She could ask Razzle or Dazzle to turn into an umbrella but she was already in the middle of the street, with humans walking by.

Even if there was sun before, the weather was cold and the rain that hit her skin was even colder and it thickens very fast. Charlie's heart was beating even faster while she was going closer and closer to Alastor's house.

When she arrived there, she stopped... Was that a good idea? Go and talk to the man out of the blue?

Good flashbacks of the two began to pass through Charlie's mind; when they were dancing, laughing, all the touches, kisses... She was blushing for a moment with a small smile on her face. She could feel her heart running faster, the mix of being so close to him and to all those good memories, but she was there, she was angry a few minutes ago. Her smile began to disappear as she remembered his angry face, him telling her to get out of his house and not come back when she could barely say anything to him...

She needed some closure, she needed to say how rude he was and how NOT RIGHT he was. Just to think about it, her blood already started to boil in anger. She firmly grabbed her bag and walked with determination to his door. She was already all wet thanks to the rain. She knocked aggressively.

Alastor was putting on his bow tie when he heard the loud knock on his door. He frowned at it, since it was early in the morning and usually sellers didn't come to bother him at that hour and the newspaper kid already passed through.

He walked towards the door and opened it just to feel his heart stop.

"Listen here, I need to talk-" Charlie said angrily, pointing her finger at him, but Alastor shut the door on her face. He frowned more once the door was closed as if he wasn't believing in what he was seeing.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" Charlie said frowning and knocked again. Then Alastor opened the door again. His eyes were widened and he was blinking a few times.

"I NEED TO TELL YOU HOW MUCH OF A JERK YOU A-"

Again he shut the door on her face. His head was running fast, it couldn't be real, could it?

"URG FUCK YOU! I HATE YOU! YOU RUDE JERK!" Charlie kicked the door and got her bag again, turning her back to his house. "I can't believe I came back here to be treated like that! AGAIN." Charlie was stepping strongly against the ground, making a splash sound thanks to the rain, while going away from his house.

Alastor leaned against the door with the top of his head touching the wooden material while he was facing his floor. He was breathing slowly, trying to regain senses since; everything looked like a hallucination.

He opened the door again and he saw Charlie going away... 'No-'. He couldn't let her go away like this.

He stepped outside and ran after her. Charlie heard wet steps behind her and turned to see Alastor in the middle of the rain stopping in front of her.

"Are you joking?! You closed the door on my face two times and now you have the COURAGE to come after me? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!" As Charlie began to talk louder, she dropped her bag and was about to hit his chest with her fist but he held her wrist kind of strongly- but without hurting her.

"Let me G-" Before Charlie could finish her sentence, Alastor touched her lips with his in a desperate and passionate kiss.

Charlie widened her eyes and still tried to hit his chest, she managed a few times before paying attention to the kiss. It was warm, the rain, the cold rain running down their skin made the kiss even warmer. Slowly she was giving up on it and began to enjoy it. She missed him, she missed him so badly that the moment Alastor released her wrist to hold her back and waist, she touched his chest, slowly sliding her hands to his neck and pulling him to deepen the kiss.

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