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Charlotte's POV

I tucked Ian into bed as he had fallen asleep in my arms on the way back from the park. Luckily, he didn't ask any more questions about, Ross which relieved me. I didn't even know what to think about the whole situation.

I let out a dramatic sigh as I took a seat on the couch and Mel plopped down next to me, "Tired, huh?"

"Definitely. I just...I-I've been thinking about what happened today and I don't know what to do, Mel." I turned to face her.

"Just go with your gut feeling, Char! It's obvious you still love Ross and he loves you too, that's for sure."

"Maybe I do, but he hurt me like no one else has. I don't think I'll ever forgive him for what he did."

"I understand, but you two have a child together." She arched an eyebrow at me, giving me a knowing look.

"Are you trying to say that I'm a bad single mother?"

"No, Hun! Of course not. You're a great mother, but Ian needs a father figure in his life and all you are to him is his mommy." Mel wrapped an arm around my shoulder comfortingly and I let my eyes droop shut until I jumped up from the couch when I heard a knock at the door.

"I'm gonna get it, Char." She stood up and made her way towards the door as I flicked through the channels. My best friend called me over and I froze when I saw none other than Ross at the door. His blonde hair was matted to his forehead due to the obvious rain that had made him drenched.

"R-Ross? What are you doing here?" I stared at him then at Mel who just shrugged and left us alone.

"I-I....I needed to see you!" He slurred as he grabbed onto the doorframe for balance.

"Leave." I was about to shut the door but he placed his foot in the way.

"Can we talk, pleaseeeee?" He kicked his own feet as he stared at the floor.

"We have nothing to talk about, Ross." I grabbed his arms to make him look at me. "Get out of my life."

"I-I can't. I can't just magically get out of your life, Charlie." He stumbled inside and I stared at him in disbelief.

"Ross, please just leave. I don't want to talk to you." I was determined to keep my voice quiet in order to not wake my son up but Ross being here drunk was getting on my nerves, to say the least.

"Charlie please....what do I have to do to make you forgive me?" He stepped closer to me but I moved away, shutting the front door so that no one outside would think that something was going on.

"How did you know where I live?" I attempted to change the subject as I took a seat on the couch and Ross did the same. Did he not get the point that I seriously didn't want to see him?

"Long story short, I was drunk when I came out of the bar and there were police officers, and they thought I was lost so they asked if I was looking for anyone, and I said your name and they found your address and dropped me off here." He ran a hand through his hair, moving it out of his face and looked over me when he caught me staring. "Charlie...please say something. Anything!" He scooted closer to me, his hand grabbing my face to pull me closer.

"You can stay here for the night. Just don't try anything. You're sleeping on the couch." I stood up, letting him lay down. Once I realised he was definitely asleep, I brought a blanket to cover him and I couldn't help but thread his hair through my fingers and brush his cheekbone. The truth was, no matter how much he hurt me and I couldn't forgive him for what he did, I guess the feelings for him were still there.
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I woke up the next morning, scrambling out of bed to check on Ian. That was the first thing I did every morning. He was still sound asleep, tucked under his space duvet as I took a seat beside him, moving his hair out of his eyes. I kissed his forehead and stood up, exiting his room and freezing when I saw Ross already awake and sat up on the couch. Damn it. I actually forgot he was here.

"Uh h-hey...." he scratched the back of his neck as he stood up to hug, me but I placed my hand on his shoulder to keep him away.

"Hello." I replied bluntly and went into the kitchen to make myself a quick breakfast before Ian would wake up when I heard Ross's voice from the living room.

"Charlie, please talk to me. I'm sober and I need to say how sorry I am."

I came out to the living room, glaring at Ross. "Stop saying sorry okay? I moved here to get away from everything....to get away from you, so I don't know why you think it's okay to first of all, message me and now appear at my door as if nothing ever happened. That night when we met at the club...I only regret it because it was with you. That night gave me my son, and he's the best thing that has ever happened to me." Once I had finished ranting, I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration when he tried arguing.

"When you saw me with that girl, w-we didn't do anything. I mean sure, we kissed but we were drunk. I swear we didn't do anything more. I love you and I promise I can make it up to you. I want to be there for you and our son."

"See! You don't even know his name yet you say you want to be there for us." By now, I could feel tears trickling down my face. Just seeing him was just about making me sick and now him saying that he wanted to make up all those years after breaking my heart, made this worse.

"Then tell me. What is he like?" I felt his thumb on my cheek as he wiped my tears and looked down at me since he was taller than me.

"It'll be better if you go." I shoved his chest, pushing him away but he grabbed my wrist in the process.

"Charlotte."

"What the hell do you even want? Just leave and don't come back. But for your information, Ian is the best son I could've asked for and the only boy I love because at least I know that he won't break me like you did, Ross." I slipped my wrist out of his grip and went to the door to open it for Ross who didn't budge, instead just staring at me with his eyes widened. "I said, leave!" I raised my voice and he bit his lip, quickly apologising and leaving.

I locked the door behind him as Mel appeared, immediately pulling me into a comforting hug. "Char, don't worry. Everything's gonna sort itself out."

"I know it may seem selfish of me but I-I don't want Ian to know about Ross. I don't want him to know that his father is a dickhead and a cheater."

"Don't stress over it. I think Ian should know but not just now, give yourself some time and don't you worry about Ross." She rubbed my back, giving me a slight squeeze when hugging me.

"Since it's Saturday tomorrow, why don't we go out somewhere with Ian?"

"What do you mean?" I gave her a confused look.

"I forgot to tell you that a few days ago at work, I got given some concert tickets to see this massive band and apparently they smash it on stage! You need some off time to forget about Ross and all that jazz and Ian needs to go to his first concert with his mommy and his favourite auntie Mel!" She gave me a cheeky smile as she nudged my arm and I heaved a sigh, giving in.

"Urgh, fine."

"A concert it is then."

HEY! Just thought I'd update today because I'm meeting the vamps on Tuesday and in 77 days, I'm meeting R5! Anyways, what do you think is gonna happen at the concert? 😉