(A/N: This oneshot was requested by jackhughesistheloml. I hope you like it. I'm so sorry it took me so long! The song in the title is a reference to the song of the same name by Taylor Swift, which this oneshot is based on. Now, on with the oneshot!)
"No, Becky. I didn't mean it that way! It was just a joke! Becky...Becky!"
I flip the page of the magazine I was reading while I listen in on the conversation my friend, Charlie, is having with his girlfriend over the phone. This is, like, the umpteenth argument they've had in the past few days. Not that I was counting or anything.
"You know what, I'll call you back. Yeah. Later." Charlie said, hanging up finally. I watched as he sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Still not getting through to her?" I asked from my spot on Charlie's bed.
"No." Charlie said, flopping down into the space next to me. He leaned his head onto my shoulder and I couldn't help the slight blush that bloomed on my cheeks. "I mean, it was just a joke!"
"Sorry." I said, half-heartedly. I turn the page of the magazine again though I'm not really reading it anymore.
'She doesn't get your humor like I do.' I thought.
"Why can't things be easy? Like with you and me. I mean, you and me never fight. We just get each other." Charlie said.
'We're not dating.' I want to say but stop myself.
I watch as Charlie throws an arm over his eyes and sighs again. This time I sigh too, thinking about how things would be if we were dating. How things should be.
~~~
I'm in my room a few nights later, doing homework and listening to Pantera on my CD player. Charlie got me into them and now they're my favorite band. I'm in the middle of a calculus problem when my landline rings. I look at the clock and see it's nearly 9PM.
'I wonder who that could be?' I thought to myself.
"Hello?" I said, grabbing the ringing phone.
"Hey. It's me."
'Charlie.' I thought.
"Hey. What's up?" I asked, leaning back against my pillows.
"Becky and I had another fight. She asked about my dad and I kind of blew up at her." Charlie said with a sigh.
I let out a sigh of my own. I knew how much Charlie hated talking about his dad and how upset he gets when someone brings him up. I balance the phone between my ear and shoulder as I grab my nearest stuffed animal and hold it close to my chest.
"She doesn't know, Charlie. You can't really blame her for that." I said, kind of hating myself for defending her.
'She doesn't know your story like I do.' I thought.
"I know. I just needed to hear someone say it. I'll call her tomorrow and apologize." Charlie said.
"Good." I said back.
"So what's up with you?" Charlie asked.
We spend the next two hours talking. My heart hurts the entire time.
~~~
Charlie and I are walking down Main Street a few days later and I can't help thinking that this is how things ought to be. Just me and him. Together. But alas, it's not to be. We sit down on a bench not far from Duck's pond and I'm laughing at something that he said. It's just so easy when we're together. I can't help but admire Charlie's smile as we sit there together. It had been a while since I'd seen that smile as he was always fighting with Becky.
A car horn breaks me out of my thoughts. I look over to the side and speak of the devil, there she is in her car looking expectantly at Charlie.
"Oh. Is it four already?" Charlie asked, checking his watch.
"I guess it is." I said.
"I gotta go. But I'll talk to you later, okay?" Charlie said, getting up from the bench.
"Yeah...later." I said, wistfully.
I watch as he starts to walk towards her car. She honks the horn again with an exasperated look on her face and Charlie picks up his pace into a jog. He gets in the passengers side and goes to give her a kiss in greeting but she pulls away before he can. I watch as they drive away and can't help but wonder what he's doing with a girl like that.
~~~
It had been a few days since I had last talked with Charlie. This time, it was completely my fault. I had been listening to Charlie rant about his latest fight with Becky when I just...snapped. I told him I didn't want to hear anymore about Becky and he'd asked me what the problem was. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I told him everything.
I told him how I liked him and how I've liked him for a long time. I told him how I knew him so much better than Becky did, how much history the two of us had together. I told him that I thought Becky was all wrong for him and how he should be with me instead. After completely spilling my guts I did the only thing I could think of. I ran.
A knock on my door pulled me from my thoughts. I slowly sat up and padded across the floor to the door. Imagine my surprise when I saw Charlie standing there.
"Charlie? What are you-" I started but was cut off by Charlie surging forward and planting a firm kiss on my lips.
I stood there frozen for a few seconds before falling into the kiss. Charlie pulled away and I reluctantly stepped back as well. We stared at each other for a minute before I found my voice again.
"But what about-" I started again but was cut off again by Charlie. This time with words.
"I dumped her. You were right. She wasn't the one for me." Charlie said, smile on his face.
"And who is the right one for you?" I asked, feeling like I already knew the answer.
"I think you know." Charlie said, cheekily.
I smiled. This time it was me who kissed him. After we pulled apart, I repeated the same words I'd said to him a few days ago.
"You belong with me."
(A/N: Thanks again to jackhughesistheloml for the request. Again, sorry it took so long! I hope you liked it! Requests are currently open and will be for the next month so if you have any requests, feel free to send them in! That's all for now! Until next time! Thanks!!)
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