trøuble. (s.w.)

thirty-five.

*outfit above. makeup: foundation, winged eyeliner, mascara, dark red matte lipstick. hair: straight. enjoy! also, dj in this chapter is short for david-joseph*

3 weeks later:

all the boys around me are dicks.

jack is dating some chick madison and sam is dating marie.

me, on the other hand, is still single. my old friend david-joseph, or dj wants to link up. we had a history so who knows? maybe we can reunite. basically, im extremely desperate for friends and david is my last chance of having a social life.

my phone goes off, signaling dj is here. i walk outside and see him. hes broad and muscular. his hair luscious hair and soft eyes combine perfectly, creating some type of god. hes perfect.

"hey, char. long time no see. you look beautiful." he flashes me a quick smile. his voice is soft and deep and his smile can light up a room.

"deej!" i yell, running toward then jumping up on him. he holds me as my legs are wrapped around his torso. we stay like this until we stop and look at each other. the silence between us is comfortable.

he leans in and as do i. our lips connect and small sparks begin to fly between us. we kiss for a while until i unwrap my legs and reach the ground.

 "maybe we can continue this later."i wink at him. he chuckles, "god, i hope so."

we walk to his 2015 cadillac escalade and he opens the passenger door for me. we get settled in the car and he begins to drive.

his hand rests on my upper thigh and my mind and heart begins to race. does he think we are still together? do i like him? whats happening?

suddenly, breaking me from my thoughts, dj speaks up. "so, charlotte, i would really like to rekindle things if that's okay with you. maybe we can pick up where we left off."

this could be good for me, right? we had a great relationship. if it wasn't for him moving to massachusetts, we'd probably still be together. "yeah, i-i'd like that, davy."

we intertwine our fingers and he smiles at me, "so, char, will you be mine?"

"yes, david, of course."