The picture is Ethan.
Charlie POV
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When I wake up the morning after the dance, I realize that I'm still at the baseball field with Ethan. I notice that he is still sleeping so I just look at him. He is definitely a cutie, that's for sure. His hair, being a little bit lighter than Greyson's, is messy from sleeping and he has bushier eyebrows. I also notice that he has taken off his shirt to sleep. Dang, that boy has a nice body. He has much more muscle than Greyson. I stop staring at him because he starts moving around and that would be awkward if I was staring at him when he woke up. I look around at other things, including myself. My dress is twisted and becoming uncomfortable, I can feel that my hair is messy from sleeping, and my makeup is probably all messed up. But I don't care. It's weird, around Ethan I don't feel like I always have to look perfect. "What the...?" I hear. I look over and see Ethan still laying down but propped up by his arm. "Hi." I say quietly. He sits up, looking around. A sly look comes to his face. "So? You just couldn't help yourself last night?" He says, smirking. Wow, his smirk looks just like Greyson's. "Um what?" I ask, confused. "You kissed me last night." He answers, looking me straight in the eye. "Um no I didn't." I say, lying. "Um yeah you did." He snaps back. "You have no proof." I say, smiling to myself. "You sure about that?" He asks, smirking. I just stare at him, confused and frustrated. "Look at this." He says, showing me his phone. I stand, shocked, as I see what's on his phone. It's a video of him kissing my cheek, then we say a few words and then I stand on my tippy toes and kiss him on the lips.
"Why do you have that?!" I ask, angry. "Honestly, I have no idea," he answers, "My phone takes video at random times. Like one time it videoed me sleeping. It was weird," he rambles on. "Well can you just get rid of the video?" I ask. "Why?" he asks. "Because I don't want people to think we are dating," I answer. "By 'people' do you mean Greyson?" he asks, a strange look on his face. "Yeah," I answer quietly. "I think he already moved on," Ethan says, scratching his head. "Why would you say that?" I ask. "Well last night you did say that you were done with him," he answers. Oh my gosh. I did say that. "I have to go," I say, standing up. "Charlie, wait," Ethan says, grabbing my hand. I turn to him. "Greyson texted me last night," he tells me. "What did he say?" I ask. He hands me his phone.
Greyson:Are you still with Charlie?
Ethan:yeah. Why?
Greyson:So I guess me and her are done?
Ethan: Well you were being stupid
Greyson:Yeah... idk of me and her are gonna work..
Ethan:well right now you don't deserve her
And that was it. "So I guess we are done," I say as a tear escapes from my eye. Ethan pulls me into a hug and I can feel his large hands on my back. "We should probably go home," he says, getting his stuff.
*One Week Later*
So Greyson and I are done. And I guess you could say Ethan is trying to get me to go out with him. He's tried to kiss me again. He failed. I think it's his way of comforting me. I mean don't get me wrong, I would love to be his girlfriend, but I think I just want a little time before I date again.
"Charlie, what are you thinking about?" Ethan asks, waving a hand in front of my face. "Huh, oh, nothing," I say, looking away. "C'mon Charlie, tell me," he begs. "Well, I was thinking about you," I answer, grinning shyly. "Oh?" He asks, raising an eyebrow. I nod slowly. "What exactly were you thinking about me?" He asks, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear. "I was thinking about how much you want to date me," I answer, looking down. "Oh. Well the option is always there," he says, winking. I smile and look away. "Well I think I'm gonna take you up on that offer," I say, smiling. "Really?" He asks, a smile spreading across his face. "No," I answer harshly. "Oh," he says, frowning. "I'm just kidding!" I say, laughing. "Wait, I'm confused. Are you my girlfriend or not?" he asks. I plant a kiss on his lips. "Does that answer your question?" I ask, laughing as he starts blushing. "It sure does," he says as he picks me up and starts kissing me. "Woah woah wish. Hey now. Chill out," I say, pushing against him. "Oh sorry," he says, looking down. "Uh can you like put me down?" I ask. "Oh yeah sure," he says as he puts me down. As my feet hit the floor, he kisses my cheek. "That's better," I say with a smile.
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Wow it's been a long time. I'm so so so so so sorry. I hope everyone likes the chapter. I know it's really short but I didn't want to wait too long to update😶
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Roman d'amourCharlie is a sophomore in high school. She is a shy girl but as soon as she is alone with her friends, there's no stopping her. When she grows an interest for an older guy, her life changes. But is it for better or for worse?
