Nick and Charlie-one shots

Strangers>fake lovers>lovers(8)

Charlie's pov:

I wake up with my head pounding. Shit that really hurts. I slowly realize that nicks hands are holding me close to him. I move my arms slightly and remember last nights events. My left arm aches as I feel the bandage slightly move.

How am I supposed to talk to Nick now? He certainly doesn't want to be with a mentally ill cutter. I hid it so well before and hell broke loose. His breath tickles the back of my neck as I break free from his grasp. I hear him take a deep breath and I love around to find him opening his eyes.

I Pat down my hair as he begins to talk.

"Morning."

"morning." He stares at me in silence as the light from the sun hits his face. My heart starts to race as I think of what to say next. He opens his mouth but I quickly interrupt him.

"I-I'm gonna use the bathroom." I quickly walk out the door as I hear him call my name. I shut the door as I take a few deep breaths.

I walk up to the long gold mirror and stand in front of it. I look freaking hideous. I take off my sweater as my hand aches at the movement. I take off the bandage to see the wounds. They are all over my forearm, one of them-still bleeding. I go under the sink and start to bandage and clean them.

I hear soft knocking on the door as I jump.

"Char? A-are you okay?" Tears start to spring to my eyes as I respond to him.
"Im fine nick, don't worry."

I hear silence and then hear his footsteps departing from the door. I sigh as I go to the sink to brush my teeth. I'm so worried about what nicks thinking. He probably thinks I'm crazy and unstable. Maybe that's why Ben cheated on me..

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Nicks pov:

I walk away from the bathroom door and head back to the bedroom. I start to shake as I see the sight. The blood stained comforter is laying on the floor, I look around the whole room and find a box cutter on the floor. I hurriedly pick it up and place it in my drawer. I'm really worried about him.

Last night..
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He seems really upset. I can't just leave him alone. I close the door but before I can do anything he takes the comforter off of him and I see a whole lot of blood. Why do there so much blood. Oh my god.

"What the fuck?"

He jumps at my words and quickly covers his arm? Is it his arm that's bleeding?

"I-I thought you left!" I walk hurriedly to him as he cries.

"Charlie what the fuck?! Why are you bleeding so much? Why are you bleeding? Charlie what the fuck is going on?" I'm in shock. I don't know what's happening. Did he do this to himself??

He grip on the comforters loosens as I take it away. I find multiple cuts on his arm. I swallow hard as I begin to shake. He did this to himself. Why would somebody this amazing do this to themself? Is it my fault?

I quickly leave the room to grab bandaids and paper, I hear his crying louder as I leave. I really want to cry right now, I can't believe char would hurt himself. Why would he do this? Is he suffering more than I thought?

I quickly enter the room and sit next to him. I wipe the blood off but fresh blood keeps coming out of the wounds no matter how much I wipe. I hear Charlie's muffled words as he apologizes. I place the bandages on the wound as I get up. I grab fresh clothes from his closet and walk to him.

"It's okay Charlie. Your gonna be okay." I say trying to sound as calm as I could.
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Present

I sit down on the bed and take out my phone to find multiple messages from Tristen. I press his contact and block him. This is all his fault. I fucking hate him.

I hear Charlie's footsteps and I look to the door as he walks inside.

"Hi."

"Hi."

I reply back as he sits down on the bed. I contemplate whether or not to speak.

"Char-" I say quietly. Suddenly he speaks and interrupts me.

"Nick I'm so so sorry. I never wanted you to see that or have to deal with it. I have some.. problems. And I completely completely understand if you don't want anything to do with me- o-or if you-you want to leave because I mean I don't know how-" I turn to him and place a soft kiss on his lips. I sigh on his lips as I look to him. He looks at me and starts to tear up. I grab him and bring him in for a tight hug.

"I-m sorry"

I pull away and look at him. I wipe the tears from his cheek as I begin to talk.

"Never apologize Charlie. You did nothing wrong. And I won't leave you. Ever. I promise." I whisper to him as he smiles slightly.

He wipes away the tears that I didn't know fell. He smiles slightly and I pull him in for another soft kiss.

"What if we- go on a date?" His face lights up as he sniffles. He eagerly nods as I smile. I bring him in and hug him, his hands lay on my lower back as I instantly relax at his touch.
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