Danny's POV
It annoyed me so much to see Charlie acting the way she was in the meet up. I know I said for her to act but I didn't mean for her to act when i was being genuine to her.
It litterally made me frown to hear her false laughter. Tom could feel it too. I could tell.
He had pulled me aside after Will had left/ staggered out of the building.
"Whats up with Irish fucker number one?" Tom asked.
"Which one is which?" I asked.
"She is number one you're number two," He said.
"Charming," I replied.
"No. If you remember rightly that's Charlie's job. But lately she seems a little off. And I could tell that some of her laughter was false and when it wasn't you gave her a weird look. So would you care to tell me what has happened between you two?" Tom asked.
He was too old and too wise to tell if i was lying or not. So the only thing I could do is tell the truth.
"I kissed her," I said simply.
Tom's eyes went wide.
"When?" He asked.
"After the finals," I said.
"What did she do after?" He fired.
"Slapped me one!" I said re-experiencing the pain of her slap. Boy she can slap hard.
"Now. A beautiful young lass like her being kissed by a relatively handsome man ..." Tom started.
"Uh. Excuse me Tom. Relatively handsome?" I asked back.
"Uh. Yes. Relatively handsome man. Now. The only explanation I can find is that she was with someone else at the time," Tom said wisely.
"You got it in one," I said.
"So why kiss her then?" Tom asked.
"Wait. You think I KNEW she was with someone else?" I asked.
"Oh. So she kept that from you then?" Tom asked.
"YES! She kept it from everyone. I would never have touched her if I knew she was with someone else!" I shouted.
"Okay. Calm it. Right. Now. By the way you are shouting I am guessing that you know who she is courting and you don't like him!" Tom said.
"Andy. Of all the fucking people. It had to be him," I said through gritted teeth.
"She is with someone her own age. Lets face it. She is 17 you're 33 there is gonna be one heck of a age gap. I mean if you ever were to hook up," Tom said.
"Well. Thanks for the chat Tom but i am going home. Ive already dropped Charlie back and now i feel immensively tired. So. I shall see you at the blinds," I said.
"See you," Tom said.
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Charlotte's POV:
I came to The Blinds in blue skinny jeans, black shirt with laced arms and my denim Lee Coopers. So what? Double denim again. Guess what? I couldn't give a flying fuck.
I was extremely nervous about today.
I saw Tom in his chair and i came over and sat in Danny's.
The chairs have all been switched around now. I am on the end. Danny is next to me where Tom would have been. Tom is now where Jessie was and Will has stayed put.
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