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8. Well, this was unexpected

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imcharliebushnell has posted a new thread

Idk what you guys are talking about but I haven't been dating for a year like way before I began shooting Percy Jackson. Could please refrain from name calling and threats? Please and thank you.

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⭒ Charlie was having a weird week.

His week was packed with schedules and the normal celebrity stuff but something felt off after Dallas had called him up and asked him if he saw what his fans were saying about Lia. This had prompted him to enter a two-hour-long spiral into social media. 

He knew that they had dating rumours going about but he didn't realise what people were actually saying about it. He tended to ignore people's opinions about his personal life. 

It really wasn't any of their business.

When he had heard that Daniella had released not one but two songs, he was confused. As far as he was aware, it was her day off and she didn't have anything scheduled for release until next month.

Charlie had, of course, tried to call her but strangely, she didn't answer. Which was weird because she almost always answered him or if she couldn't, texted him her usual one-sentence answer. Busy, call you later. 

Daniella had done neither of that this time. 

Charlie had the rest of the evening off so he thought, Why the fuck not visit her? So there he was standing outside of her apartment holding a bag of takeout from the shop he knew she loved because he knew she wouldn't have eaten yet.

He knocked on her door and waited. He heard a stifled groan from the other side of the door and then a curse before the door opened.

"Ray?" Daniella stood before him. Her left cheek was lightly covered with flour. "What are you doing here?"

"Visiting you, you didn't answer my call," Charlie replied as he cocked his head slightly, waiting for an explanation. 

He watched her as a line appeared in between her eyebrows before her eyes widen. 

"I was baking. My phone was in charge, sorry. Shit, come inside."

He laughed as she moved out of his way to let him in. 

"Baking? Not cooking?"

"I wasn't really in the cooking mood." She said, shrugging, watching as he takes off his shoes and slips his feet into his designated indoor slippers.

"Good. I brought us food. It's your favourite." 

Charlie couldn't help but smile as her eyes lit up. 

"You are my literal saviour! I'll get the plates."

"Before you do, could you come here for a second?" Charlie said. Daniella stopped and looked at him before taking a step closer. He lifted his hand and wiped away the flour on her cheek. "You had flour there."

They stared at each other before Daniella broke eye contact. She felt the tips of her ears start to warm and cleared her throat. 

"Uh, I'll go, uh, set up the table."