Nick and Charlie's Love Life [some smut]

Chapter 6

1 year later.

Charlie:

Nick just head off to university and we called the whole time he was on the train. He showed me his apartment and I couldn't wait to go to uni and share a room with him. He was studying Home economics. Nick loved to cook. 

Nick: 

I didn't choose to share a room with anyone because i obviously wanted to share with Charlie when he got here. I step one foot into my room and video call Charlie instantly in shock. He immediately picks up and both of our mouths are wide open in shock.

"ITS SO BEAUTIFUL!!!" he said with a warm, fuzzy smile on his face. I loved it too! "IKR!?!? IM IN LOVE WITH IT ALREADY AND I HAVE ONLY STEPPED ONE FOOT INTO IT!" I shouted. i am suprised no one heard. "I love the minimalism! The lost is a double bed so we will get to share when you get here next year!" Charlie just smiled and was speechless. I could tell he was so happy for our future ahead of us.

I finished setting up the dorm, and then i finally got some rest.

Charlie:

7:00am

I wake up to my stupid alarm going off. "ughhhh-" I groan "F-for fucks sakeeee." I snatch my phone from my nightstand beside me and tap around on it not knowing if i hit stop or snooze. I lay there, still, for around 2 minutes until I got the energy to sit up with my eyes still half closed.

I get up and walk around the corner to the bathroom and splash my face with water. "Great." I said in sarcasm. "A fucking pimple." I squeeze it until it goes bright red and I get everything out of it as possible. Pimples make me so fucking paranoid. I walk back to my room and change into my uniform. I hop back into bed, not bothering for breakfast.

*time skip*

7:55am

"Charlie!!!" Yelled mum from downstairs, "The bus will be here any minute now!!!" SHIT!! IM NOT READY. FUCK FUCK FUCK. "COMING MUMM!" I get all my stuff together and throw it all into my bag. Thankfully its not alot because I leave most of it in my locker. 

I'm running downstairs, "Shit, my drumsticks." I run back up and grab them from my set and run and jump the last 4 steps. I put them in my back pocket and run out of the house just in time. "Charlie?! Do you want a breakfast bar?" "No mum!!! I'm fine!" I yell as i am closing the door. "Run to the bus and get on just in time." 

I was pleasantly suprised when I spotted TAO!!? On MY bus?!?! I sit next to him. "I thought the bus didn't come out to your place?" I asked. "Oh, yeah, I kinda walked down the road to a bus stop and caught it. Idk, I just wanted to see what it would be like to catch your bus." He replied. "Oh, ok! Cool!" We chatted till the bus got to school. We both hopped off and went our seperate ways since form for us is on the opposite side of school.

I walk into form, seeing an empty seat. An empty seat. No Nick Nelson. Just, an empty seat... I'm going to fucking hate form this year. "Ahh! Charlie spring! Have some news for you!" Said Mr Lange, "You have a new buddy for this year. Taking Nicholas Nelson's seat as he is no longer here." "Oh! okay.. who is it?" Well, as you might have heard, B e n   H o p e , has to repeat a year, and he has been moved into this form group." 

Are you fucking kidding me. 

Are you FUCKING kidding me.

NO. NO. NO. 

THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING RIGHT NOW. 

FUCK FUCK. 

I AM BREAKING INTO SILENT TEARS.

I take a big gulp, and my voice is whimpery and shakey,, "O-o-ok s-sounds good s-s-si-ir.. ." I slowly walk away with tears in my eyes and sit down. I double check for any spare seats I could slip into. Anywhere at this point is fucking better than here. There are none. 

There he is. B e n    H o p e. The year 11 who had sexually assulted me over a breakup he couldn't handle. Such a dickhead. I wish I could fucking punch him in the face right now. For fucks sake. I don't think he knows we are sitting next to eachother. He catches my eye as he walks through the door and we both instantly look away. I look away in discust, and he looks away in embarrasment. Such a fuckwit. I can read Mr Lange's lips as he is revealing the seating plan to Ben. He looks over at me, and he just kind of, stares into my soul. He knows. I know. He slowly walks over to me and puts his bag down next to his chair and slowly pulls it out from under the table and sits in it. "Hi." He says with pure embarrasment. "So now you aren't embarassed to talk to me? Wow." I turn my head away, and I can tell by his face that he knows i have made a clear point. We sit in silence for the rest of form until the bell rings. "Fucking finally." He says. I just give him an eye roll and walk away, staying calm. This year is literally going to be hell. For the both of us.

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