Holding you like this

Unforgettable

Nick awoke the next morning to Charlie curled up into his chest. He gently pressed a kiss to the side of Charlie's head and ran soothing fingers through dark curly hair. Almost immediately, Charlie's eyes fluttered open, lifting his head up from Nick's chest "Good morning," "Good morning." Charlie surged forward, pressing his lips against Nick's own. Nick kissed back, moving to be on top of Charlie, hands cupping his face as Oliver ran into the room, running back out. Nick pulled away "What?" "Olly just walked in, I think he needed something." "Fuck." The two got off of each other, walking out of the room.

Charlie caught up with his little brother, kneeling in front of him "What did you need?" "You need school." "No darling, go and tell mummy it's sorted for me and Nick." He nodded, walking back downstairs. Charlie walked back into his bedroom, closing the door behind him "Now where were we?" Nick came up behind him and their lips connected. Nick kicked the door shut. Several steps later, they both tumbled onto the bed, passionate kissing and touching. Charlie eventually found himself flat on his back with Nick straddling his hips and bracing himself on his arms with either on the side of the brunette's head. He smiled and pulled away.

They both looked at each other with smiles on their faces. Nick took the chance to press a few open-mouthed kisses along the soft, vulnerable skin there. Nick pushed his hips forward, between Charlie's legs again. He could feel Charlie's erection and could have melted there, between his legs, and stayed forever. Charlie moaned, this time higher and in the back of his throat. "Fuck! Oh, Nick. That's so good." Nick was sweating, he realized. He used his arms to brace himself and kissed Charlie, hard and urgent, and began to rock against Charlie more quickly. He could not get close enough. Charlie made the most obscene noises against Nick's mouth. They both pulled away, breathing heavily against each other. The blonde got off of his boyfriend, lying next to him on his pillows, stroking Charlie's hair who came over to him, lying his head on his chest.

Nick stroked his hair as he looked up "We have the Truham High Spring Dance soon for year 10 and year 11. I was hoping we could go together?" Charlie nodded "Where is it?" "At that hotel Harry rented, it's in the ballroom where we had our first kiss." "Oh yeah, when is it?" "Tomorrow night, starts at five and ends at Midnight." "Okay."

Tomorrow night came quickly. Charlie was buckling his belt as his mum came in "Look at you, sweetheart. Are you ready?" He nodded, pulling on his blazer "Call one of us if you want to come home." "I will, is Nick waiting?" "No, there's a really fancy car outside waiting." Charlie tied up his shoes, fluffing up his hair before making his way downstairs, closing his bedroom door for the night, walking downstairs, opening the door where a Daimler DS420 State Limousine. Charlie looked at his mum and back at the car before opening the door where Nick was waiting "You look gorgeous." "So do you." Nick pulled a box out of his pocket "It came." "It did, give me your hand." Nick grabbed his boyfriend's hand, sliding the ring out of the slit, sliding it onto his finger, gently pressing a kiss to his knuckles "Let's go." Nick closed Charlie's door, tracing his face slowly as he looked at him "How did you pay for this?" "Don't ask, just don't ask questions, guess the price." "Over 500." "No, it cost me and our families £2,863.80." "You're joking." "I'm not." Nick ran his fingers through Charlie's hair as he smiled.

The two got there as Nick opened the door for his boyfriend as people stared in shock. The two grabbed each other's hands, walking in together and upstairs to the room where they shared their first kiss. Some people whispered about a same sex couple in the room as they both walked into the centre "Chin up, beautiful." Nick said as Charlie was looking down at his feet and smiled, looking up at him. Nick smiled and leaned his head on Charlie's, gently kissing his nose. They moved slowly to the rhythm of the music. Harry looked over in jealously "Nick?" "What's up?" "I don't feel comfortable." "Is it too crowded?" He nodded "Yeah, come on." He grabbed his hand, walking out with Charlie behind him. The two found a quiet area, sitting down on the floor together.