Part 11

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So, it's my birthday tomorrow! I'm gonna be nineteen, so I just thought I'd be nice and give you guys a little present. Sorry for the filler chapters at the moment, but I hope you enjoy anyway. Vote and like to let me know if you want me to continue!

Once you all got back to the motel, the lads went straight to their room while you and Charlie made your way to your room. Your honeymoon room. It suddenly smacked you both in the face as you entered and turned the light on, closing and locking the door behind you. You both looked at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter again as Charlie threw herself onto the bed and you decided you'd take a shower.

"So what do you think about that Alycia girl?" You shouted to Charlie over the sound of water hitting the shower floor.

There was a moment's pause before you heard: "What about her?" It sounded as though Charlie was forcing herself to ask this. Why? You didn't know.

"Just in general. Do you think she seemed nice?" You asked washing the soap and shampoo from your body and hair.

"I guess so.. She seemed really skittish as well, though. Not very confident." Charlie commented.

"Is that a bad thing?" You pondered, asking yourself aloud as you got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around you.

"It is if you want someone good in bed. She'd probably be too shy to just get into bed with you." Charlie suddenly began laughing and through the laughs she choked out: "I bet she would come the word 'sorry'!" Her laughing and spluttering didn't cease until you walked back into the bedroom, just a towel covering you, then she began to choke on her own breath.

"Whoa, you ok?" You rushed over to her and patted her back, helping her to breathe again, when she stopped choking, she held her hand up to say she was okay.

"I'm sure she wouldn't be that bad." You suddenly piped up, moving to sit behind her on the corner of the bed.

"Hm? Oh, right. What makes you so sure about that?" Charlie asked, seeming skeptical as she moved over and swung her legs over the side of the bed so she was now sitting beside you.

"I just doubt it. She might be really good, who knows?... For all I know, I could be that bad.." You commented. You suddenly felt low once again. You didn't usually like to show this part of you. The only person you have shown this emotion to is Castiel, but you felt as though you could trust Charlie and-

"Pffffttttt! Yeah, right!" Charlie began to laugh and you were caught entirely off-guard. You cocked your head, looking at her as if she were mad.
"I'm sorry, I just doubt that highly. I've seen you dance, girl." Charlie thought back to the night before. "Those hips don't lie."

"I'm confused. What does dancing have to do with what we're talking about?" You asked.

"Oh, come on. You're not five. You can say it. Sex." Your face turned bright red and just hearing her say the word and you quickly turned away, hoping she hadn't seen. Charlie sighed. "It has everything to do with it. It's all about movement and with how you dance," you looked back to her and focused all your energy on listening to what she had to say, as though you were taking a lesson.
"I don't see how you could make any kind of wrong move and have you noticed the random numbers you have on your phone? You flirted like a bullet right through that crowd and got almost every girl's number. It seems I chose a great wing woman." Charlie smirked that same fucking smirk again and oh, damn, you could have died.

Instead, you looked away once again and smiled to yourself as you picked out some underwear and a clean top, changing into your clothes, you then hopped into the giant bed along with Charlie who had changed while you were in the shower.

"Good night, Charlie." You whispered.

"Night Y/N... Don't worry, we'll find them." Charlie whispered back before squeezing your hand from under the sheets.

It was as though she had read your mind and your face fell thinking of all the kids who were God knows where at this minute, terrified, cold, alone. Maybe even dead... You suddenly wanted to be as close to Charlie as you were the night before, so you shuffled a little closer to her warmth, only to have her roll over onto her side a little further from you and you shuffled back to your original position.

Thoughts began to cram up inside of you and this gaping void of loneliness filled you right the way up. Your eyes began to heat up and your heart began to race as your body began to make you feel how you thought those young people would be feeling right now. Every pain you were sure they were feeling filled every free space in your body until you felt entirely crowded by your thoughts and feelings before your eyes grew heavy from exhaustion and your body submerged itself into every uncomfortable thought that filled your mind.

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