My favourite month November [Romantic Comedy]

Chapter Twelve

“We should invite the lemonade man!” I squealed, watching Charlie open his eyes as he woke up. “Morning to you to” he mumbled. 

“The lemonade man? Why?” He asked, I could tell he was still half asleep.

“Uh, only because he is the reason we met each other.”

Charlie disagreed about the lemonade man being at our wedding, and I guess there really was no reason for him to be at our wedding... But still, we could use some horrible lemonade to remember our wedding  when were in our 90’s.

“He’s old” Charlie pointed out, still complaining about the idea of having the lemonade man at our house. “I don’t care! He’s invited!” I announced, crossing my arms.

Charlie left as I put a Harry Potter movie on, nearly going insane as I saw Tom Felton aka Draco Malfoy come into the scene. I remember believing when I was younger that Harry Potter was my friend and that he wanted me to go to Hogwarts with him, though of course that never happened.

I had a few thoughts while Charlie was out chasing the Lemonade man down to ask him about attending our wedding.

I kind of think were rushing it, I can’t even get the image in my head yet about me walking down the isle in a white dress. Thing is, I dislike the colour white. 

Charlie came back to my house, he looked stressed for some reason. “What’s wrong?” I asked, he dismissed the conversation with the wave of his hand.

He was... Awfully quiet for a few hours. I didn’t like this quiet Charlie, hopefully he’s not having second thoughts about... Us.

“You’re worrying me” I said when he quickly glanced at me. 

“I...I have something to tell you... Its, quite embarrassing” he started, I frowned but the thought of him being embarrassed made me smile a little.

“I’ve... Never had a girlfriend before.”

You call that embarrassing? So, the guy has bad luck with girls? And here we are, in my lounge-room, planning our wedding? I suddenly gasped and glared at him, he swallowed nervously.

“Are you... into... men?” I asked, it was just something I had to know.

“What? No! What the heck, Miley!” He stood up, his expression angered. I put up my hands in surrender, “just had to ask.”

Charlie glared at me a few times from across the room as I was on my face-book, I could see every expression he sent me on the computer screen. “Charlie, if your going to make faces to me-” “I wasn’t doing anything!” Charlie interrupted, crossing his arms. 

Already Charlie and I put our Relationship status up on face-book, both engaged. It was really happening, it wasn’t a dream at all... Not like I hoped it was. You see, I get scared when I think of life changing events, and boy this was life changing. No more girl’s nights without permission (a tip I learnt off of Nice guys finish last by Chester See). 

Taraka ----

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