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Charlotte' P.O.V
"I can't wait to see you again. I can't wait to have your... I can't say that. Wow, I don't remember any of these!" "Look at the dates," Cody replied. "This was all before you got in the accident. I'm not surprised." "But to forget such a substantial part of my time..." "You forgot about me for a few days, remember?" "Yeah, but as soon as you told me about some things we'd done, I remembered. I actually did those things with Dean and couldn't remember!" "Charlotte, you clearly just want to argue. I don't. So all in going to say is that to me it makes sense you don't remember emails you sent a year ago, before head trauma. I can hardly remember things I've sent in half that time with no injuries." "Okay, okay. I get it. It's just so serious, I don't understand..."

I was surprised my phone rang, Cody was with me and no one else really calls me. Well, my parents, but we're at my house. "You gonna get that?" Cody smirks. "I don't know who the hell it is! No one calls me." "Check anyway, maybe. Could be important."

I recognized the number, but I didn't know who it was. I had just gotten a new phone recently and I hadn't bothered to set my contacts. "Hello?" I speak skeptically. "Charlotte, I need to talk to you. Can I come over?" A familiar voice came through. "Yeah, of course! Of course you can, Jay."

"Okay, let me see if I've got this right. He kissed you?!" "Yeah! It... Oh, it was magical," he sighed, a grin of longing on his face. "But he hasn't said a word to me since Friday. What does that mean?" "Well," Cody started before I had a chance to answer. "I would be scared out of my mind of what one would say to that." "But we were together for at least twenty minutes after! And he didn't seem scared. We were cuddling!" "Cody's probably right. He probably is nervous. Maybe he wants you to be the first to speak. I would be the same way. And I'm sure you would be too." "Well, yeah," he blushes, but because I don't even know what I can say! And I'm too nervous for a 'what are we?'." "Exactly. If you can feel that way, is he not allowed to feel that way too?" "Okay, okay, I get it. I just didn't think about it." "Right. Now," I speak with excitement, "tell me everything!"

"Oh, that's beautiful!" I giggle when he finished. I knew he left out a little bit, I had no idea why Matthew let go, he seemed so insistent to hold on. "Now, were there sparks?" "So many! I felt like I was on fire!" "Is he a good kisser?" "Amazing! I loved it. And, um," he looked down with a blush, "speaking of love..." "Oh, no," I understood instantly what he meant. "No way. You only just met him!" "I can't help it, Charra! He's so sweet... He accepted me after I fucking cried and after I..." "You what?" "Nothing. I did nothing." "Come on, Jay, your secret's safe with me. Have I told anyone you're gay yet?" "Well, no, but..." "Exactly." "It's just really, really embarrassing, okay?" "No, don't tell me he gave you a boner!" I giggled. "Not that. But... Later... But he had one too!" "Really? Well, he was in the presence of all of this," I giggle, gesturing at him. "That better not be an insult," he smirks. "Well, he kissed you, didn't he? He's got to like things about you. Now, spill. What did you do he should have hated you for?"

I think he hated me a little, I would not shut up about whatever embarrassed him. He would not tell. Finally, I dragged him out, away from Cody. "Come on. It's just me here. No one to judge you. I promise." "Why do you want to know so bad?" "You know me, you know I'm not satisfied with details left out. I fucking picked apart everything with Dean and I have a damn list to ask about!" "O-okay. Fine. Well... He... He t-tickled me... After... I told him... I had to go." "Go? He tickled you into staying at his house?" I giggled. "No... Not that kind of go..." I understood. I was surprised, I know about his desperation thing, but I didn't think he'd let it get that far. Though, I guess it wasn't on purpose. I know how much he likes Mathew. I mean, he hasn't even gotten that far with me... Um, not that we do fetish play, he just told me, after I already did things like that with him (I just like to tickle him, okay? His laugh is really cute).

Cody was asking me secretly what Jay had said, but I'm a good friend, I didn't tell. I did, however, steal Jay's phone. Someone had to be the first to talk. All I sent was hi, but Jay was freaking out. He was screaming at me, asking why I did it. I was laughing at him, honestly. It was funny. Matthew replied quickly, I was surprised. All he said was hi Jay, that was when I gave the phone back. His face flushed when he saw what I had done. He screamed at me that he hates me and what the fuck did I do. He was pissed. I explained quickly, that seemed to scare him, what I had done. "It's for your own good." "I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to say now!" "Compliment him on his pictures. Ask what he's done for the project. Tell him you think you lost something. Anything! The compliment would be the best, though." "Can you help me at least?" "Of course. Try something like this: hey, I was just looking through those pictures. You took some really good ones. Then, if you want, add you especially like one of them." "Thank you!"

I read off Jay's screen, Matthew liked what he said. Jay was doing well, I was a little surprised he didn't have to ask for any more help. He was so happy, he ignored both of us to speak to him. Cody was being really touchy, I tried to be kind when I told him to stop. The final straw was when he kissed me without stopping. I had to actually push him off and shout "stop it; I'm sick!" "We can be sick together," he grins, trying to give me another peck. "Baby, please, I don't want to get you sick too." "I'm okay, really." "I know you think you're invincible, but you're really not. You get it worse than me. You're bed-ridden when I'm sneezy with the same thing." "Okay, okay, fine. I'll stop. If you give me a kiss." I couldn't hide my grin, I kissed his cheek. "That's not what I meant," he complained. "You didn't mean a kiss?" I giggle. "But whatever. What's up? Why so touchy and needy?" "I don't know. I just really love you." "Aw, sweetie," I kiss him properly this time. He blushes brightly, smiling widely, and simply hugged me. "I love you, Charra."

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