Heartstopper Oneshots

Photograph

<Nick's Bedroom>

Charlie's POV:

I stare down at the pages of english notes I have to revise, I've been drowning in them since the moment we walked inside. I sigh and stare at Nick. We've been dating for over a year now, my mind still boggles on how I got so lucky, how I even deserved such a loyal, kind and caring boyfriend. Nick Nelson, the star player of the rugby team, was MY boyfriend. I can hear the gears turning in his mind as he struggles with his maths homework.

I look back at my notes for two seconds, then I look up again. He's looking at me this time, smiling. "What?" he says. "What?" I reply. "You were staring." "No I wasn't." "Yes you were." "Well, why would I be looking at my study notes, when I have my handsome boyfriend with his strong rugby arms right in front of me." I reply.

He smirks at my comment, crawls over and kisses me. "I suppose we've earned a break. Wanna snack or a tea?" he ask as he heads to the door. "Just a tea, thanks." I reply. He leaves me alone, I move over to his bed, lay down as I wait for him. I stare at the ceiling then something on his wall grabs my attention. 

I sit up and stare at the pictures from our beach date. And then another image gets my attention and another and another. I soon realise that Nick's wall is covered in images of us. Each image had a caption underneath, the most recent image of us walking Nellie said, 'Love of my life'. Did he really mean that? I loved him and he'd told me so many times he'd loved me back but I never really believed it until now. 

Nick's POV:

I grab some chips and finish making Charlie's tea before heading back into the room. "Tea delivery!" I say, Charlie turns around on my bed, his eyes bloodshot. He's been crying. I place everything down on the table. "Char, what's wrong?" I ask. He stares at me then stares down at his hands. I sit down and realise he's holding something in his hand, "Charlie what's that?" I ask he shows me the photo and I turn pink. "You really do love me, don't you?" I stare at him in shock but then pull him in for a hug tightly, after all this time he still fails to see how much I care for him.

"Oh Char, of course I do." I say, great now I'm starting to cry, "How is it after all this time you fail to see that I love you and so does everyone else." He stares at me breaking away from the hug and kisses me. He puts the photo back on the wall, we sit back against each other admiring the wall of photographs I've put together. I look down at Charlie, he's leaning on my shoulder, looking up at me smiling. "What?" I ask "You really are obsessed with me aren't you?" he says booping my nose. "More than anyone." I reply kissing him.

A/N: First story done, sorry for how long it is and the poor quality. If you have any story ideas, please request.