Heartstopper: The Life Afterwards

Charlie's POV

[WARNING: This update contains mentioning of self harm, mental health and sexual imagery]

I suggest to Nick that we head up stairs and before i even finish my sentence, he's agreeing. Nellie and Henry are sleeping peacefully in their beds so we don't need to worry about them for the rest of the night.

As we all up the stairs, are hands are glued together. I'm walking behind him.
We enter his room and it's lit with his lights hanging above his bed. Immediately, we jump into his bed. Without even thinking, we begin to kiss. Passionately. I think you can see where this is going.
I feel his hands gliding smoothly through my hair and my hands are resting gently on either side of his neck. It doesn't take long for me to begin kissing his neck. I know now that it immediately turns him on. He can't resist it. As I do so, his hands are moving up and down my back. I notice that he's taking my shirt off but I don't dare stop him.

This was something that I had to grow comfortable with. Being nude around him. I know that he wouldn't dare comment on my weight, or my self harm scars. But thanks to the help of Geoffrey(my therapist), I was soon able to move past it. It did take time, but I did it and I'm proud of myself for it.

Eventually, both Nick and I are both in our underwear tangled up under his bed sheets. At this rate, he's on top of me. Kissing me everywhere. Blood is rushing rapidly through my body and i slowly strip completely. He smiles. And does the same. He reaches into his bedside table for a condom and lube and we begin moving.

Surprisingly, we never get tired of this. I'm not saying that we do it often because we actually don't, but every time feels like the first. We were both nervous. Both clueless, but excited.
We once had sex in a pillow fort we made. We didn't mean to. It just happened. Like how it always does. I think that's the best part. We never plan this sort of stuff. It all comes naturally depending on how we both feel.

Mid way through I notice him staring at me intensely. Romantically though of course. I smile, and he smiles, and we begin kissing again. Both our hands meet and we grip onto each other. I don't want this to stop. The feeling I feel during times like nice makes me hate the fact that I'm mentally unstable. But I try not to think about that now. I try to enjoy every second.

We eventually finish. The moan we both make immediately makes us giggle. He climbs off me and rests his head on my chest this time. Our legs wrapped around each other and hands still together. We stare at the lights hanging above his bed.
Seconds later, he whispers to me "Are you okay, Char?"
"Of course I am! Are you?"
"Never better!"
Not long after he falls asleep. I'm not surprised. Nick loves his sleep. Especially when I'm in the same bed with him. We both agree we could sleep all day together if we could, that's impossible though but we would love for it to be a possibility.
Eventually, I fall sleep too. Peacefully, with Nick.