Caught

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More foreshadowing

Lmao I love doing that.

Have fun with this chapter.

Charlie pov:

It's been 2 months since I found bumblebee and I know now more than ever that I love y/n.

The thing is I don't know how to tell her so we have barely talked since the evening on the dock.  So I've been ignoring her for about two months but we are moving into college together in a week.

I was in the shop fixing up bumblebees radio to see if he could talk. I was using my screw driver trying to pry open the CD player when I hit a button.

I small recording of another robot appeared.

Let's pretend Optimus delivered his message.

Y/n pov:

"What the fuck does that mean?" Charlie spun around to see me.

"Y/n wait."  I stepped back away from her.

"Please wait!"  I ran out of the shop.

Charlie pov:

I ran after y/n I pushed the doors of my shop open.

I stepped outside the rain was pouring. I saw y/n's figure running to the house.

"Y/n wait!"  I called after her. She stopped and I caught up with her.

"Why didn't you tell me?"  She yelled I looked into her bright green eyes.

"I don't know I was just scared." 

"Charlie we have know each other our whole lives."  I felt the tears forming in my eyes.

"You tell me everything but now you are keeping secrets from me!"  The tears start flowing.

"I have trusted you with my life. But you have been keeping secrets!"  I started crying harder. We had never fought before.

"I can't fucking believe you. I ask you if you like someone as a joke then you ignore me and keep this from me." 

He voice cracks and I can see the tears in her eyes.

"I had him before you asked." She nodded.

"I see. You know there was a time that we knew everything about each other. Now I don't even know who you are."  I step closer to her.

"You want to know something Charlie,  I love you. But I can't be with someone who keeps secrets. We would never work as friends we would never work as lovers. You have made it very clear all we work is nothing.  But I don't want to keep you from loving someone else.  You make me crazy I love you so much I can't think. But I would rather remember the things we have done then know what you are doing now. I want that to be what stays in my memories. I love you so much I would pick you over my own family."

She stopped. I just stood there.

"See all you do is."  I cut her off by kissing her.

She shoved me away.

"Stop, don't do this to me. Don't start loving me now."   

I felt my heart sink.

"Do your really expect me to forgive you or keeping this from me? That all the sudden because you kissed me I can forgive you. I'm terrified of this but I want it so badly. And if you are trying to make fun of me then don't my life is on the line by being with you."

I hung my head in shame.

"No I don't, but I love you.  And the way you described love to me the day we sat on the docks together I realized I'm in love with you. It makes me crazy how much I love you."  I said lifting my head up.

"Then prove it."

I kissed her again and she kissed me back.

"I have loved you for years on end and I'm tired of hiding it."  She said kissing me again.

"I love you y/n and I'm willing to risk everything to be able to love you."  We kissed again before going back into the shop.

Y/n pov:

We got back to my house and tried to sneak through the front door when we got caught by my mom.

"Where were you guys?" My mom asked menacingly.

"At the shop." I said hoping she wouldn't notice how nervous I was.

"Ok, you have to start packing up." She said walking to the kitchen towards a bottle of open wine.

"Yep I will." I said shoving Charlie down the hall.

Charlie pov:

We went back to y/n's room and she locked the door.

"That was close." She said opening a drawer with both of our clothes in it.

I walked over and grabbed some of my clothes. I turned around and took off my shirt and put on the dry one.

Then I changed my pants and walked over to the bed where y/n was waiting. 

"So tell me everything."  She said I assumed she was talking about bumblebee.

I started at the beginning.

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