A certain someone requested more seventeen year old chenry. Also I wanted to write some more fluff before I made things sad. Enjoy while you can! Muhaha!
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"What do you mean you're all booked?" I snapped at the poor person on the other side of the line. "We have no more openings. You should have made earlier reservations." said a slightly annoyed feminine voice. I held the phone away from me, eyebrows arched. "Wow, no need to be rude." I replied, even though I started it. "You started it." The voice replied. I rubbed my temples. "Okay, sorry." I said and ended the call. Jasper looked up from the television. "Bianca told you to get them in advance." He said. I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, I know. I messed up! What am I going to do for my anniversary with Charlotte?" I asked, exasperated. Jasper waved the controller in his hand. "Finish playing this video game?" He answered. I slapped the controller out of his. "I have problems!" I yelled. Piper snorted as she walked into the kitchen. "Trust me. We all know." She said. I ran my hands through my hair and frustration. "When's the anniversary?" Jasper asked. I sighed as I sat down on the couch. "It's tomorrow! I wanted to do something special this time." I said. Jasper shrugged. "Why not just make her dinner?" Jasper said. I looked Jasper in surprise. "Jasper, that's genius!" I exclaimed, jumping from my seat. Piper scoffed. "No, you're just a dumb ass. I'm going to my room. I feel like I'm losing brain cells hearing you two talk." She sassed, taking some pizza with her. I rolled my eyes and looked at Jasper. "Charlotte loves sushi! I'll just make her some!" I said, rummaging through the fridge. Jasper stood up from the couch and walked over to the kitchen with a blank expression on his face. "Do you know how to make sushi?" He asked. I waved his question away. "Heck no. But it can't be that hard. It just some rice, some seaweed, and some raw fish in an oval." I replied, bringing out some raw fish. "You don't have seaweed readily available in your house do you?" Jasper asked with a sigh. I paused. "Um, no. Watch the house, I'll be at the store." I said, grabbing my car keys from the table.
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I placed the miserable 'sushi' on two plates. Jasper shook his head. The sushi looked like a bowl containing lettuce and raw salmon. The stores had no seaweed and I didn't really know which fish was used in sushi. So I used the fish we had at home. "I can't watch this catastrophe. I'm going home." Jasper said, already walking out the door. "Shut up, Jasper." I snapped as I tried to arrange the sushi nicely. I watered the roses. Charlotte loved the elegance they had. I poured us both Sprite in wine glasses. I dusted my hands and surveyed my work. It looked amateur. I groaned. Jasper was right. This was a catastrophe. I briefly thought of throwing everything out and taking her somewhere but the doorbell rang. Crap.
I opened the door with a small smile. "Hey, Charlotte." I said softly. She looked beautiful. She always did. She smiled, flashing straight white teeth. "Henry, are wearing an apron?" She asked with a small laugh. I wiggled my hips just to see her smile again. "Yes, indeed. I made us....dinner." I said, though I wanted to say food poisoning instead. She walked in and smiled at my decorations. "You added roses!" She said with a soft laugh. I pulled out her seat and sat down on the other side. "So I made, uh, sushi." I said, palms sweating. Charlotte picked it up and bit into it. I saw her nose wrinkle slightly. "It's delicious." She said. I raised an eyebrow. I took a bite myself. I gagged and drained my wine glass. "That was awful! Charlotte!" I said, spitting the lingering taste into a napkin. Charlotte smiled sheepishly. "You worked so hard on this. I wasn't going to shoot it down. You made my favorite food." She replied. I felt my fave heat up. "Thank you. But I could just boil some ramen. You don't have to finish that." I said. She sighed in relief. "Ugh, thanks. Did you put lettuce in this?" She asked. I looked away. "Can't talk. I have to go make ramen." I replied, rushing to the pantry. She laughed.
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She nuzzled her head into my chest, her hair tickling my face. "Coming to America has to be my favorite 80's movie yet." She whispered. I nodded in agreement, draining the remaining dregs of soup. "Hey, Henry?" She said, looking at me. I looked down, wanting to steal a kiss. "Yeah?" I replied. She laughed quietly and buried her face in my chest. "What?" I asked. She shook her head. "Nothing, it's just cheesy. What I was about to say." She said. I kissed her forehead. "Okay. Just say it." She looked up again, shyly. "I love you, Henry." She whispered. I smiled widely. "I love you too, Char-Char." I replied. She pushed away from me. "You ruined it." She said but she was still smiling. "What? You don't like Char-Char? How about Charbear?" I asked, smiling and trying to kiss her. "Ugh, no." She groaned and placed a foot on my chest. "I love you, Charbear." I said and she giggled. "I take it back. I hate you Henry. I hate you with every fiber in my being." She replied, trying to hide her smile. "I will love you eternally." I said with a smile, managing to kiss her cheek. "You cheeseball." She said, kissing my nose.
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So much sugary fluff. And then comes the angst of nineteen year olds. Sorry I don't update regularly but I definitely appreciate all your comments and votes and I love you guys so much. (internet hugs for all you. y'all are awesome)
