True love doesn't just exist in fairy tales 💕

The night before

Short but adorable one today xx

Charlie's POV:

It feels so good to be back with him.

We're currently snuggled up on Nick's bed, my head on his chest and his hands lying  over my stomach. I can hear his heartbeat, which has always comforted me, even if I didn't necessarily need it.

I think he may be asleep, but I soon change my mind when he moves his hand up to my hair, twirling the stray curls around his fingers.

"Should we get up?" I ask, my voice a soft whisper.
"Yeah."

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I'm curled up on Nick's lap, my head resting on his shoulder while plays with my now free curls.

"We should go somewhere tonight." Brooke suggests
"I guess we could go somewhere. But, I need to get up very early tomorrow morning, so keep that in mind." Nick moves his thumb across my hand.
"But, where?"
"I know somewhere."

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It's only just turned 8pm and everyone's already loving it. We've been to a few shops and stuff, but right now I think I might die. The suns a mix of orange and pink, purple daring to appear behind the mist of clouds, the wind making my hair crazy and free. The lake we're at has no one but us, just the trees and animals running about, but nothing more. There's a waterfall a few steps away and the urge to go run to it is tempting, but the scene right now is what I want to take in.

While the others sit around and talk, Nick takes my hand and brings me to the waterfall I've been staring at. He starts to pick at the grass, but my attention is on the water and how calm it is, how strong it is, how beautiful it is.

Before I know it, Nick's placed a flower crown on my head. The flowers are beautiful and it smells amazing. I never knew Nick could make flower crowns, but I guess that's just nature. You'll never know if you don't ever try. I think that's my new life motto, "You'll never know if you don't ever try."

Nick grabs my hand and shuffles towards me on his knees. He leans his forehead on mine, our noses touching and our fingers intertwined and everything around us seems to disappear.

That's the thing with me and Nick.

When we're together, nothing matters. Even if one of us were on the brink of death, nothing would matter as long as we were together. If one of us were hurting, we wouldn't hurt if we were together. My past has never effected Nick's view on me, and his hasn't effected mine either. And it never will. Where he came from or how he grew up doesn't matter to me. Whatever has happened in the past, stays in the past unless needed.

Whatever has happened in the past, stays in the past.

I like that.

I like us.