Swipe Right to Love: Nick and Charlie Fanfic

Confession

Charlie

When Nick had asked if we could be boyfriends, I had panicked a little at first, but then I realised that I actually really wanted that. He was my favourite person, and the best thing that had ever happened to me, of course I wanted him to be my boyfriend.

The change in our relationship had been gradual, so much so that I hadn't really noticed it. I became aware of the way we were nearly always touching, kissing at every opportunity, and almost literally joined at the hip.

The next day, he came with me back to my parents house. Tori was going to be meeting us there, she lived in the next town with Micheal, so she had offered to come to us.

My parents were still at work when we arrived, and we had about half an hour alone. My first thought, was the obvious, but I didn't want us to be interrupted or caught.

"I want to show you something." I said, taking Nick's hand and leading him upstairs.
"Okay." He chuckled.
"Nothing like that, don't get too excited." I teased.
"I wasn't even thinking that." He said cheekily.
"Of course not." I giggled.

I took him into my old bedroom, and over to my drum kit, then smirked at him.
"What are you showing me?" He teased.
"Well, you seemed very interested when I told you I play the drums." I said cheekily.
"Maybe a bit." He chuckled.
"Do you want me to show you or not?" I giggled.
"Oh absolutely." He laughed, sitting down on the bed.

Nick

Seeing Charlie play the drums, was something I had thought about a lot. I don't know why, but the thought of it was just really sexy.

He sat down on the stall, and the second he started playing I completely crumbled. I could see the side of his face, he was concentrating and looked even more attractive than he already was.

He turned his head to look at me, stopped and then giggled.
"You good?"
"You are so hot." I chuckled.
"I can't believe people think you're straight." He laughed cheekily.
"Am I that obvious?" I smirked.
"Do you want a go?" He asked, standing up.
"I have absolutely no musical ability." I laughed.
"Come on, just try." He giggled.

I sat on the stall, and he passed me the sticks. I hit the drums randomly, not making anything that even resembled a beat.
"Oh my god, you're terrible." He laughed.
"I'm trying." I chuckled.
"Come here." He giggled, sitting down on my knee.

He held my hands, and guided them to play a simple beat.
"I don't think this really counts." I laughed.
"Now do what I just did." He said, letting go.

I attempted to copy what he had just done, but it didn't sound even remotely similar.
"Oh my god." He snickered.
"Shut up." I chuckled, passing one of the drum sticks to my other hand so I could tickle him.
"Nick! Stop!" He giggled, squirming around.
"Are you going to stop bullying me?" I laughed.
"Yes!" He giggled, holding around the back of my neck with his arm.
"Good." I chuckled, stopping.
"You are awful though." He said cheekily, turning his body and putting both legs over mine.
"Do you I need to tickle you again?" I asked playfully.
"No, don't." He giggled, touching his nose to mine.

He moved in to kiss me, but before we could I looped my arm underneath his legs and stood up.
"God sake!" He chuckled.
"I thought you liked being picked up." I teased, moving into the middle of the room.
"Not like this." He laughed.
"Okay." I said, pretending to drop him.
"Nick!" He giggled, clinging onto me.

I laughed, then repositioned him so he could wrap his legs around my waist.
"Better?" I chuckled.
"Mhmm." He murmured, kissing me softly.

Charlie