Charlie (Charles) Gillespie Imagines 💙

Lightsabers and Guitars Pt. 1

Charlie Gillespie x Reader
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Edited: Yes
Word count: 3929
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Summary: When the reader gets tired of being around her friends she tries to leave and ends up finding herself in a fight with one of those friends. Reader then stomps off and finds a quiet place {she believes nobody else will be there} where she can practice swinging her lightsabers. What happens when she and Charlie stumble upon one another? Will they become friends? Or maybe something more?

Y/n's Pov:
"Y/n, come get back in the water with us!" my friend Jasmine calls to me from the water.

"Nah, I'm good, I just got dried off!" I yell back as I lay out my towel on the beach.

"Oh, come on! You're here to socialize!" she says and I sigh, standing up.

"No. I've had enough socializing for one day..." I say as I cross my arms.

"Come on!" she persists. "I know you have days that you're just done, but this is ridiculous! We're with other people! Stop making it all about you!" She says with a dismissive wave of her hand.

I roll my eyes and let out a huff of air, knowing she's about to start a scene. She then fully gets out of the water and comes up closer to me.

"I hate when you get all anti-social!" she complains.

I knew I should have said no when she invited me. This is how it always goes with her. I should have just stayed home today...

"Look, I know you're a big social butterfly, but I'm not always social and you know that," I say as tears start to cloud my vision, but I refuse to let them fall for this toxic friend.

"Well maybe you should leave then and stop dampening all the fun," she says and I sigh, giving her an annoyed look.

"I can't just leave, you're my ride! But maybe I should just find another way home!" I say as I start shaking in anger when she just shrugs.

"Go ahead. I don't want you in my car anyway. I'm going to try and get Javi back to my place," she says with a smirk and I visibly get grossed out.

"I think we shouldn't be friends anymore..." I say quietly.

"Fine with me. I was just pitying you, anyway," she says with a shrug of her shoulders before walking off.

I sniffle and wipe at my nose as I will the tears not to fall. I angrily pick up my bag and towel with a huff before walking off towards the pier. I walk for a while and enjoy the sand between my feet before coming to a stop.

I look around for a quick moment and see that nobody else is around. With a sigh, I drop my bag down into the sand before dropping down next to it as the tears start. Shaking my head, I decide she's not worth crying over and with another angry huff I pull my duel lightsabers out of my bag.

I quickly connect them all back together and start to practice my twirling. Since I was the raw age of twelve, twirling these lightsabers has been the one thing that can take my anger away. After many years of practice, I have gotten very good at the art of what some call sword twirling.

I twirl my lightsabers around for a good thirty minutes and my anger slowly washes away as I do. Once I finish my last move that I've been working on for a while, I'm out of breath. I stop and hold my sabers down at my side, panting as I look out over the water for a moment before deciding I should probably get some water.

I pull my water bottle out of my bag and take a few sips before looking out over the water again. As I sit and watch the waves, I hear a slow melody fill my ears.