Heartstopper oneshots!

the next day

TW SH

Charlie POV

I didn't want to leave my bed this morning. Not after yesterday.

You see, Nick and I got in a fight. A massive fight.

It ended in me well... yeah... and Nick doesn't know. He hasn't texted or called or shown up randomly. It's been radio silence.

And I know, I know I could text or call but I'm scared.

No, scared is an understatement, I'm petrified.

I'm stuck between wanting to talk to him and not wanting to know his thoughts.

My internal spiral is interrupted by the chair being pulled out from beside me. I turn my head and there's Nick.

He looks exhausted.

I did this to him.

He looks at me and half smiles. His eyes scanning my face then his eyes drop to my lap where my hands are fidgeting with the sleeve of my jumper then quickly back to my face with a look of panic in his eyes.

Without a word he reaches for my arm and I just let it happen, I look at the ceiling to prevent the tears from spilling over my waterline.

"Char" Nick mutters out in a broken whisper. "Char I'm, fuck, I'm so sorry"

I quickly grab his face and make him look into my eyes, "No, no Nick it's not your fault please don't apologise" I say as I swipe the hot tears streaming from his eyes.

In a quick decision, I stand up and drag him out of the classroom, ignoring the protests from our form teacher.

I pull Nick into the bathroom then into a stall and lock the door. He sits on the toilet and I sit on his lap.

His head hangs low as more tears flow down his face.

"Please say something" I whisper, unsure if my voice is capable of remaining steady.

"I, I just um." He stutters out "I'm sorry about yesterday, it was stupid and- and I should have called and I'm sorry I didn't but Char-" He looks up "Char why didn't you tell me?"

I turn my head and blow out a shaky breath.

"We had just fought and I didn't want to bother you because I know you needed space and I just- I didn't want you to have to put your feelings aside just to deal with my shit" I say avoiding eye contact with him.

He grabs my face and makes me look at him, "I will always help Charlie, no matter how angry or upset I may be, your safety is more important"

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry"

"You know you're not allowed to say the S word" He jokes

I smile softly, my eyes flickering to his lips. He pushes the hair away from my eyes and leans in, I feel his breath fan across my lips. I move my hand up to the back of his head and run my hand through his hair and he immediately connects our lips.

The kiss is sweet but sloppy, the salty taste of tears mingling with the taste of his lips.

What would I do without him?

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