The next morning....
Charlie didn't come back last night. You were now EXTREMELY worried. Mrs. Rowe was pretty upset now. Matilda, Mrs. Rowe, and you were all downstairs eating cereal, while waiting for Charlie. You sighed. It was obvious that he slept with Amber which you absolutely hated. Then the front door opened. Charlie. He was a little scruffed up. "Sorry?" he said. You looked down not trying to look at him. You were angry with him.
"Young man. We are going to talk!" said Mrs. Rowe, and took him by the arm and went upstairs. You glanced at him going upstairs. Charlie caught your glance and gave you a sad, sorry looking face. You smiled a little, but like a sorry smile.
All you heard was yelling and sorries. You and Matilda sighed at the same time. For the first time that morning you both laughed. You continued eating breakfast. Matilda went upstairs to change and you were alone. You were playing with your cereal when Mrs. Rowe came down and went out the doors to go to work. You started saying in your mind,"Please don't come down, please don't come, please don't come down!" Sure enough, Charlie did. You had your head down again.
"Hey," he said awkwardly.
"Hi."
"Look I'm sorry-"
"It's fine. It's just awkward to know that a friend did it."
"I see what you mean."
"I never experienced it before but..."
"Will you forgive?"
"Yes. Of course. Are you and your mum alright?"
"Kinda. She's gonna talk to my dad after work, which I'm not looking forward to. "
You giggled a little. "Ok, not fun."
"Oh yah..."
"So..."
"Oh! Hey, I have tickets to the Wanted at 7 tonight if-"
You ran to Charlie and hugged him. "Whoa...I was not expecting that," he said. You squealed. "YES!YES!YES! OF COURSE!" you kinda screamed.
"Awesome!" he said," looking forward to it."
A few hours later...
You were all dressed up. You wore a pretty red laced tank top over a white tank top, shorts, and some black flats. You also had your hair down, wavy. You grabbed your silver purse and knocked on Charlie's door.
Charlie's POV
I was fixing my sky blue shirt with jean pants. I combed my hair and put on some converses. I looked awesome. I heard a knock on my door. I opened and it was ___. She looked beautiful. I just stood there gawking at her. "Charlie?" she asked.
"Oh! Sorry! You looked...great!" I said.
Great? That's all you could say?! Good job, Charlie. You'll definitely win her heart. "I mean amazing!" I said again.
She laughed.
"Come one! Were gonna be late!"
We went downstairs, grabbed my coat, and we headed outside. The stadium wasn't far. So we walked there. We heard the music playing. They didn't start yet. I looked at ___. She looked so happy. Then I thought of last night. I was so dumb to do that. "She probably hates me now," I thought. I gave the person our tickets. We were in the seventh row. We had a perfect view of the stadium. Then the Wanted came up.
Your POV
The Wanted entered the stadium. We all stood up and screamed our heads off. Max said,"Hello! Hello! It's so good to be back in London! We hope you enjoy our songs here tonight! Well begin with one that everyone just loves!"
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Peter and Wendy (A Charlie Rowe Love story)
FanfictionPlace your name on lines. You are visiting London for a whole week until you bump into Charlie Rowe, one of your favorite actors when you were young. Soon you start to see each other more. Then he asks you a huge favor. To play as Wendy in a movie c...