Part Eight ✨

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The next morning I woke up in Charles' arms again. I slept really good and I enjoyed being with him again.

Charles was still asleep and I felt his breath in the crook of my neck. I grabbed my phone from the night stand and opened instagram.

I was shocked to say the least.

There was a picture of me on Charles' lap and he was kissing my forehead. Gosh, this must look bad to the public.

I checked my dm and it was full of hate. The Charlotte and Charles lovers found my instagram. They were messages such as: whore, bitch, ur way to ugly for Charles, only for the money. Those things. Typical.

Charles shifted besides me and I saw him looking at the picture.

'Is that us, love?' He asked.

'Yep, it is, unfortunately' I sighed.

'What do you mean unfortunately? I don't care that they see us together' He reassured me.

'Yeah but look at us. This position will maybe mean something to the media' We're so screwed.

'So? Then they're right. At least, it means something to me, chérie' Damn. This made my heart flutter.

'It means something to me too, but I don't want your fans hating me..' I looked away from him. He could always tell when something was up.

'They don't hate you!' He tried defending them.

'Well my dms says otherwise darling' I looked at him again and his face softened. Before I could even process my thoughts, he grabbed my phone and read my dms.

'This is all bullshit and you know it. You're sweet, you're beautiful, you're everything. Especially to me!' I tried grabbing my phone back but he just held it higher.

I decided to tease him back and I climbed on his lap to grab my phone. I got it back succesfully, because he was too stunned by my sudden action.

'You have no idea what you do to me Shan' I was blushing like a fool. I tried to get off his lap but he put his hands by my hips to keep me in place.

I started straddeling him to tease him a little more. He grunted and a little moan escaped his mouth.

'Fuck Shannon, keep going please' Shit. I really have to stop now otherwise I won't.

He moaned again and pulled me closer to his body. He pulled me so close, our faces were only inches apart. He was leaning closer to me while staring at my lips. I was unconsiously leaning in too but then we were interrupted by my phone ringing.

'Who the fuck is that?' Charles asked with an annoyed voice.

'It's an unknown caller' Charles looked at me confused

'Pick up and put it on speaker please' I did as he said and answered the phone

'Hello? Who is this?' I said to the person on the phone

'I know you're with my boyfriend in your hotel room. I swear if you don't leave right now I will hurt you!' I looked at Charles and I could see he was furious.

Before I could answer this bitch, Charles ripped the phone out of my hand and started talking to his so called girlfriend.

'Don't you dare fucking talking to her like that or come near her! She is with me and you have no right to be like this. Just accept fact I love her and not you! Now don't contact me ever again, this PR bullshit will end! He didn't give her time to respond and ended the call

He came up to me and pulled me in a tight hug.

'So you love me huh?' I asked with a smirk on my face.

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