Neighbours, Friends, Lovers

19. Doorbell

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꧁ Charlotte's Pov ꧂

I'm keep trying to find my best sleep position but my eyes are wide open like I just drank 10 espresso shots.

I keep thinking about the last 24 hours and I still can't believe how much effort Charles is putting on trying to make me change my mind.
I'm attracted too but the fear is eating me alive.
He is too precious for me and now I really can't get enough of him more than ever even if we just spent a whole day together.

The fact that in few hours he will be on the other side of the world is making me feel nostalgic and I already miss him.

I can't stop thinking about the way Charles looked at me, the way his voice always softened when he was talking to me, the way he was so careful and caring every time he got to touch me and the way he tried to catch every little chance that he got to touch me.

Inside of me is already more than a friendship and I wish I really would have listened to my gut this morning and kissed him when I felt to do it.
The attraction is a lot and now I feel guilty thinking how he treated me and how cold I can seem to him.
I tried to minimally every single touch or stare just because I was scared to be in pubblic and about what could happen next.

Charlotte if you care about him and love him you can't treat him like this, my conscious mind tells me.

I'm giving him just 40% while he is already giving me the 90% and that's not fair. Right?

I let a sigh leave my mouth and I look at my clock that is showing 23: 28.

What do I do? Follow my gut or stay in this current line?

My muscles seems to move themself after the rhetoric question that I just thought of.
I need to follow my gut now.

I put my sweatpants and hoodie, I also refresh a bit my face by washing it, put some scent on my neck and then I put my shoes and then I go to my sister's room and sneakily I take her car keys.
I walk outside with just my purse and phone and I drive to Charles house in the middle of the night.

I think this is the craziest thing I've ever done.

While I'm listening at Malibu by Miles Cyrus I look at the many city lights that are making my heart beat even faster making my moment of craziness feel even more emotional for me.

I luckily find a parking spot right next to Charles flat and then with my heart pounding in my chest I press his bell and right after I start to bite my nails.

Shit what if he is in a deep sleep?

After almost half of a minute his sleepy voice comes true the speakers and the light of the video camera lights up.
"Who is it?!" he asks so annoyed and then I turn  my face on the videocamera direction and pull down the hood.
"Hey it's me." I tell him with my heart going crazy inside my chest.
"Wha-" he says and the door immediately opens and I don't listen to him anymore and I run to the elevator.

I fix my hair while I'm going up looking at my sleepy face through the mirrors that are covering most of the walls of the elevator.

All right, now, be calm and do what your gut tells you.

The elevator stops and I find him waiting tight few steps always of the elevator doors with a preoccupied face.

He looks gorgeous.. heavenly gorg.