Nick and Charlie mpreg

1. Truham leavers

[hello everyone, im back :))). Just too remind you all, time has been set back too before Avery was born so rather long ago, this is basically a fresh story and will go very differently to the other one as I feel my writing skills have developed since September. Thank you all for sticking around during a rough time, hope you all enjoy, let's flip a new page.]

Charlie spring:

today was the morning. The last morning I'd be getting ready to meet up with my boyfriend before school. Being in different years as your partner is so rough, painful in fact. I'm a year 11, finishing my GCSE's and going up into year 12, my boyfriend, Nicholas Nelson is moving to university.

Nick decided too stay with me at truham for his sixth form year so we'd get one more year together, that year has unfortunately flown by.

I tighten my tie around my neck and run down the stairs as I'm late, "Charlie" my mum calls out from the living room. "yeah ?!" I say muffled, my time table in my mouth blocking my speech while I'm shoving my shoes on my feet. "You need to have breakfast before you go". She says, "but mum-", "now, Charles" she said sternly.

I moodily stomp into the kitchen and grab a breakfast bar. I stop in the living room and see my mum and Oliver all nice and cuddled on the sofa. "Why isn't he getting ready for school ?", "Jesus Charlie it isn't always about you !" She snaps, "He has an inset day, does that bother you" she says in a manipulative form.

I sling my school bag round my shoulder and open the breakfast bar, shoving most of it in my mouth and then waving it in the air. "See" I saw with my mouth full of food, just to get under her skin. She rolls her eyes and then I get a text message.

Nick❤️:

hey baby, where are you ? It's nearly 8:15 ? x

Char❤️:

Oh shit really ! God, I'm just coming now !

Nick❤️: quick ! Bell rings in 15 ! x

Char❤️:

WODJSJSJSJDJDJDJDISOSKDKSJXBFHDJSIS

"Shit, I need to leave!" I announce, "language, Charlie !" I hear my mum yell. I slam the front door shut, knowing ill probably get grounded for it later and practically sprint too the bus stop.

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Arriving at school, you can't see anybody wearing their blazers. The scalding summer air is making it hard to even breathe around here. On the school field there's a massive party going on for the year 12's. There's food, balloons, banners, cake, everything you could imagine really.

I soon spot Nick out of the crowd. He's talking to harry. A couple months ago harry apologised for his behaviour, he is still very much a douche bag but Nick didn't want too be on bad terms before he left as they'd probably end up at the same university. I run up behind Nick, jumping on his back.

"What the fu- Jesus Charlie !" He chuckles, "you had me fucking scared to death !" I'm laughing so much I can nearly breath. "gay" harry jokingly says under his breathe. "Be quiet harry, with a skirt like that, I'm sure you could pull some men too".

There was a theme for the leavers day, it was "jocks and cheerleaders", and for a joke, harry chose a cheerleader. "Thanks for noticing mate, you like my thighs ?" He said seductively, purposely showing his leg muscles. "Okay, let's go char" Nick laughed awkwardly. Nick chose too be a jock, obviously, and was wearing a red vest shirt, black shorts and white air force ones.

"Come on, we have about 5 minutes till tutor" he said. "Nick, where are we going ?" I laughed.

He dragged me inside the school and into an empty classroom in the maths block. We walked in and he shut the door behind us. As soon as he turned around I slammed my lips into his, causing him to fall against a wall and some books to fall off a shelf.

"Mm nick" I moaned, it kind of took us both by shock, I'd never done that before. We pulled away from the kiss, both sweating like crazy. "Well that was something" Nick laughed awkwardly. "Yeah" I panted. "Nick, I-..I wanted to actually talk to you about something" I said quietly.

"Yeah, what's that ?" He replied, I took a deep breath,

"I think I'm ready to do stuff..more than kissing".

Before Nick could reply, the bell rang.

"Well, uh, see you in tutor !" I said, running out the door.
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Nick Nelson:

well that was something.

I've wanted to do, well..more things with Charlie for ages, but knowing he's been through alot with his body and mental health I didn't want too push it, I'm so excited that he's said he's ready.

Charlie ran out the classroom embarrassed, he was bright red. I laughed after Charlie ran out and walked out the classroom, walking too form.

When I walked in, Charlie saw me and put his head down. I chuckled and walked too our desk at the back of the room, our form teacher wasent here yet so this was my perfect time too talk to him.

I sat down and he looked the other way, I smiled and twiddled with his hair. "Charlie, there's no need to be embarrassed, I've want to do stuff aswell".

His head turned round, "wait, really ?" He said excitedly. "Obviously, we've been going out for nearly two years, I've kinda wanted too for ages to be honest" I began to get nervous but Charlie's warm smile settled me.

"But, what you said in Paris last year" he said quietly, "I thought you didn't want too". "That was ages ago baby, I'm ready now" I smiled, "me too". He replied, "so- ", "right boys !" I heard our form tutors voice say, "ughhhh fuckkkk" I groaned, Charlie out his head on my shoulder.

"This is the last time we're going to be able to do this, me laying on your shoulder, moaning about how much of a bitch my mum is, meeting at lunch, it's...it's over" he said.

Once I looked at him I realised he had tears in his eyes. "Oh char" I sighed, I opened my arms and he fell into them, silently crying. Mr Lange came over to us, "he alright Nick ?" He asked, " 'm fine" Charlie mumbled.

"He's just a bit emotional cause I'm leaving" I whispered, sir laughed and walked back to his desk. He knows we're dating, everyone knows we're dating, even the year 7's.

"You okay now, babe ?" I asked, looking down anxiously at Charlie. "yeah, I'm really sorry, I don't know where that came from" he sniffed, wiping his eyes with his sleeved that he had pulled up over his hands.

"We'll be okay darling". "Yeah, I know".

"Mine tonight ?" I smiled, "yeah, I'll go home first though" he smiled, "just to get changed into...looser clothes" he smirked.

"Charles Frances spring" I said seductively. "Are you flirting with me ?".

"Maybe, maybe not" he teased, tracing his finger over the veins on my hand. "I wanna feel these on me later" he whispered in my ear. I began feeling myself become red, and sorta hard.

"Boys can we keep it down ? Time for register" mr Lange said, "yes sir !" Charlie smiled, he then looked at me, then my trousers. "Hm" was all he mumbled, he smiled then looked away.