Char&Nicky

Wind in my hair, I was there

Charlie's POV:

Wind blows trough my locks as sunset's light highlights the orange in "my" hoodie. I am blinded by Nick's ginger waterfall, flowing down two suns in his eyes and a shining smile. He comes closer to me, hands fit in his pockets, with a confident strut.
As if he's scared he'll break me with a single breath, Nick carefully opens his mouth:
"Hi!"

A small smile slips my mouth:
"Hi..."

Jingles from behind catch his attention, reminindg him why we are the only ones outside:

"So... what was all that about?"

"Oh..." my heart skips a beat, anticipation rising, "nothing really, Elle wanted to ask me something."

"Is it anything I should know about?"

My breath heavies and my heart starts racing.

Yes. I want to, need to tell you Nick. I am fully and desparately in love with you. I didn't know until now, but now that I do, I can't stand a second with you oblivious to what I'm feeling.

"No", my voice cracks, "nothing of your concern".

I smile for him, but what this hides is the sadness and desparation for something between us. None of that exists yet. Yet... I hope.

"Oh... okay!" he scratches the back of his head "Well, Elle isn't the only one with a question for you".

Tingles rush trough my body, from the bottom of my shoes to the top of my head. Could this really be it... his big confession of love and desire. How do I prepare myself for what is coming next?

"I've been meaning to ask you for a while, but it didn't seem apropriate to do so in front of everybody."

"Feel free to ask", I take a shaky step forward.

"Well..."

Time seems to prolongue with each breath I take between his words.

"I don't know how you'll react to what I'm meaning to ask you..."

Right now my heart drums in a heavy rithm. Nothing he says could ever make it stop.

"...there is this party..."

And it's gone.

"...it's next weekend and I know that you usually don't like those kind of events, but everyone there is lame and it would be so boring without you there so I was wondering if you would like to-"

My finger falls on his mouth. My intent was to be playful with him, but that act hid a much deeper desire.

"I would love to go with you!"

Nick's mouth curve into a smile under my finger and even though I was dissapointed I didn't hear what I wanted, maybe this is for the best. Just for now. Atleast I won't loose a friend.

"I'm happy to hear that", Nick whispers, lowering my hand, holding it in his. Electricity of his touch flows trough my whole body. A single heavy breath leaves my lungs.

Atleast I can still love him up close, better as a friend than nothing at all.