Nick and Charlie-one shots

"No"⛔️p.2

Charlie's pov:

"No." I ask looking at him with a straight face. He gets mad.

"Then why won't you just take off your sweater?!? It's 80 degrees outside. ITS EVEN HOTTER IN HERE" his screaming makes me flinch.

"Because I don't want to. Is that so bad? TELL ME NICK IS IT?" I storm upstairs and grab my bag. I start to walk downstairs, and look in the kitchen to find him throwing bowls on the floor.

He scoffs when he looks at me. "Take it off Charlie." I laugh out of shock. Is he fucking serious?

He stares me down. Waiting for a response from me. I can't believe him.

Why is he acting like this. Is this a fever dream? If so wake me up please.

"Fuck off."

I tell him with a strong voice that even surprised me. His face turned from being angry to even more furious.

"THEN LEAVE. If you want me to 'fuck off' then leave." He puts air quotes around 'fuck off'.

I'm surprised honestly. I did a shitty thing but I never knew Nick would ever react like this.

"LEAVE. THERE'S THE FUCKING DOOR." He screams at me and his voice cracks.  He points at the front door.

I Can hear Nellie in the background whining.

I wanted to.

To leave. I needed to leave. I knew we both needed space. But I was scared.

That I would.

...

do something.

So I stayed. I look at him with teary glossy eyes. I see his gaze soften and he sighed deeply. I turn around.

And walked upstairs.

I hear from downstairs the sound of bowls, plates and more utensils being moved.

25 mins later

Nick hasn't come upstairs. I'm honestly scared. I'm scared he'll scream. I'm scared he'll be disgusted by me.

I'm sitting in his room. My leg is bouncing up and down and my nails are bleeding from the constant biting of them.

"uh, I put the pizza in the oven." I look up, my leg still bouncing. I see his messy hair and his glossy red eyes. I look back down and he comes to sit on the bed with me.

My leg is still moving which I'm guessing makes him even more nervous. He puts this hand on my knee and I'm forced to stop.

He looks at me and i can feel him staring. I look over at his wall full of pictures of us. I feel a warm big hand on my cheek.

He gently moves my cheek so I could see his face and caresses my cheek.

"Char. What's going on? Why are you always wearing your sweater?" He looks at me with a sad smile on.

I start to tear up. I don't deserve somebody like nick.

I start to tear up and look away from his eyes. "Babe. Look at me please." He whispers the please and his voice breaks.

I start to cry and choke on my words.

"I-I'm okay Nick." I say trying to laugh it off. He looks at my knee and my hands. He sees the bleeding of the nails and gets even sadder.

"Don't lie Charlie."

"okay. Yes. I have been..." I struggle to say the last remaining words.

"..cutting myself." My voice breaks. I cry and nick uses both of his hands to bring me into a side hug. I start to cry onto his shoulder and his hands run through my hair.

"Oh hun, can I please see them." I start to get worried but knowing I can trust Nick- I pull up my sleeves.

Nick stares at them for a good minute. My arms are full of new scars, some of them deep and other are papercut cuts. I quickly scan his face to find an answer to what he's thinking.

He puts my sleeves down gently and kisses me on the forehead.

"You could've told me." He says in a gentle voice.

"I didn't want to seem like a bur-" he cuts me off with a kiss.

"Don't say the b word Charlie. That's also banned now." He smiles slightly.

"Tell me Charlie please. I want you happy. I want you to know you can talk to me, but you have to talk to me." I nod and I kiss his cheek.

"I'm sorry for scream-" I say but once again he disrupts me by kissing me.

"Me too char. Me too."

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