✨(Mature):Nick n Charlie's One Shot Stories✨

🍂Rugby King Nick Nelson 👑: Part 2

Writer Update:

Guess who's dumb ass is going on another date with their "Nick Nelson" this Saturday.. 😅
I'm also going to pride after our date, regardless of whether he comes with me or not🎉

We have agreed to let things just flow between us and to just stay good friends, (intimacy is on the table.. but without pressure).
We've been "involved" for 5 months now, with no plans for a relationship at all because we're both not ready. That being said, since we hadn't spoken on the subject of intimacy , he did sleep with others since meeting me...and only recently admitted it.

We've communicated. He apologized, I forgave. Both agreed to be on the same level and other partners are okay provided being limited/careful/regular tests etc etc....

My ego was definitely hurt, but I just started taking antidepressants this week and my confidence level has skyyy fucking rocketed😎

Anyway, very unnecessary long story short..

Do I go cute Charlie spring casual vibes like the white/red baseball tshirt and converse .. or do I go fucking Omar Rudberg (Young Royals/singer)  vibes?

(I found a shirt that's black Mesh and  shows actual skin) something he wouldn't expect from me..

For context our date is a large flea market and then a pride block party.. (well, if he comes with me afterwards) otherwise I'm strutting tf around.

Or do I need to just calm down lol

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🍂Charlie's Pov🍂

I stood there in the bathroom mirror, brushing my teeth, replaying what I seen in my mind over and over again.
This whole time I thought Nick might..
just might like me back?
Maybe? I don't know.
I guess not.

I put my toothbrush away after finishing up and left the restroom, trudging my way over to my room. Tori's door was cracked and I could see the light blue glow coming from it, she was definitely still up too. Or she just fell asleep at her laptop again.

I sighed as I walked into my room and laid down , pulling my covers over me, I could hear the wind outside my window.
Something tapped along the glass, I yawned thinking it was one of the tree branches outside my window, since my room was upstairs.

I sighed turning over as it tapped again.
Then it turned into a  very obvious knocking.
I sat up startled, as I peeked over , totally terrified. 
I got up, shuffling over my striped comforter, and peeked through the blinds hesitantly.

And there he was, still in his board shorts and black tank, waving.
He motioned for me to open it up, as he sat crouched inside the tree.

My eyes widened.
I pulled the blinds up and opened my window as far as I could.
Whispering ,
"Nick?! What the hell?" I exclaimed .
"Are you absolutely mad?!" I scolded him as I helped him climb into my bedroom through the window.

He chuckled as he sat on my bed.
I hurried over to close my bedroom door completely.
I sighed,
"Why didn't you just text me?" I asked as I sat at my drums, but facing him as he sat on the edge of my bed.

His voice croaked, " Sorry, I just.. wanted to see you in person"
"You left really upset, so I wanted to make sure you were okay.." he said sadly.
"Oh, yeah, thanks." I said quietly, I was fiddling with my fingers nervously in my lap.