Bryce X reader

Chapter four ~ A proposal of love

Bryce walked into the clearing of the garden, holding a bouquet of roses. Charlotte was supposed to show up in about fifteen minutes. Bryce took a deep breath, as Charlotte walked toward her. "Charlotte, will you be my girlfriend?" She asked. Looking around, she felt

panicked, remembering that Bobby stayed home. Donovan was there, and he nodded at her. She looked back at Charlotte, who was smiling slightly. "Yes, yes I will, Bryce." She responded at last. Bryce smiled, and hugged her tightly. They spent the rest of the day

Together, and the night was a blur. All Charlotte knew was that she woke up next to Bryce. And that was all she felt she needed to know. When she was fully clothed, she made her way out to the living room, where Bobby was sleeping on the couch. "Where are you

going?" She heard from behind her. She turned around. It was Donovan. "I have to get home- I need to get ready for work." She stated simply. "Not until Bryce wakes up." He said, motioning toward her room. Charlotte sighed, knowing there was no point in

Trying to argue. "Fine.." She said, walking back in. Bryce sat up, looking embarrassed. "Charlotte? What are you doing here..?" Her mind was blurred as well. "I woke up here." She shrugged. "And Donovan said I couldn't leave u-" Bryce pulled her in close. "He's right- you can't leave yet." She whispered, hugging Charlotte tightly. Charlotte smiled, and pulled

away. "You should get dressed. It's a work day." Charlotte said, Turning to leave. "Screw work!" Bryce yelled, smiling. Charlotte turned to look at her. "Pardon?" She asked. Bryce smiled at her, and said it again, "Screw work." Charlotte nodded. "Well, you should be getting dressed anyhow" She stated, turning to leave the room so Bryce could have some

Privacy. She emerged from the bedroom moments later, Dressed in a red miniskirt and blazer. Charlotte looked away, hoping Bryce wouldn't see her blushing. "Hello~ earth to Charlotte~" she heard Bryce calling. "Oh, uhm sorry." She said, looking up at Bryce. "Yeah, you better be." She rolled her eyes. "I asked if you wanted to go out somewhere today."

"Oh! Uh, sure, anything in mind?" Charlotte asked. Bryce nodded, and dragged her outside. They were driven to a beach with a bar on the dock. They watched the sunset, and got drunk. "Y'know, Charlotte, you should come move in with me." Bryce said between gulps of champagne. Charlotte looked confused. She shook her head. "You're drunk, Bryce." She

stated, scared that Bryce just wasn't thinking straight, and she'd be hurt in the morning. "Then we'll talk first thing in the morning." Bryce promised. "You'll have forgotten by then." Charlotte argued. "Will not!" Bryce yelled, Finishing the bottle. "Alright, then. We'll talk in the morning." Charlotte said, though still in denial.