Alison's POV
I held onto Charlie's hand as we walked out of the club, waiting for the guys and Lauren to come out. "When did you see Derek?" Charlie asked, looking down at me. "Uh, when we first got here..." I said, looking down, fiddling with Charlie's fingers. "And you waited until now?!" he asked, his voice rising. "Well, when I saw him earlier he wasn't doing anything bad, so I just let him be..." I said, starting to look up at him. He sighed and licked his lips, shaking his head and hugging me. "What if that girl was you?" he asked, titling my head up. I sighed, ignoring his question and placing my head back on his chest, hearing his somewhat fast heartbeat.
