Glitch | CHENRY [DISCONTINUED]

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*Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes.*

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Were you born to live
Or born to die?
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Henry's POV

I parked my bike outside of Charlotte's house. I haven't seen her for 2 days. She's been at school, but she's just been avoiding me. I walked up the rickety stairs of her front porch and knocked on the door.

"Just a minute!" I heard her yell from the other side of the door. I tapped my foot while I waited. After about 30 seconds I heard the lock turning on her door. She swung the door open with a surprised look.

"Henry? I thought you were Mark. Come in." She said.

I stepped into her house and instantly smelled cookies.

"Are you making cookies?" I asked her.

"Um yeah. Mark and I were going to have a movie night."

"What's up between you and Mark?" I questioned. I don't understand how they became close in such a short period of time.

"What do you mean? We're friends."

"I'm your best friend! You barely spend time with me anymore! You haven't even been to the Mancave." I exclaimed.

"Fine. Tomorrow we'll go to see a movie or something. Is that better?" Charlotte asked, rolling her eyes.

"Why can't I stay for the movie night?"

Charlotte sighed. "Because I only made enough food for for 2 people. Plus you probably won't like-" A knock on the door interrupted her. Charlotte side-stepped me and went to go answer it. While she did that I took a seat on her couch.

"Hey Charlotte. I brought everything you told me too." I heard Mark's energetic voice say. I rolled my eyes and leaned back on the couch.

"Whose bike is that outside. I didn't recognize-" Mark began but stopped once he saw me. "What is he doing here?" He snarled. I smirked and gave him a small wave.

"Henry was just leaving. Right?" Charlotte said, looking at me with hopeful eyes.

"Actually I decided to stay. Bianca is away at her Grandma's so I would just be born at home." I replied.

"You can't go hang with Jasper?" Charlotte asked me.

"He's at his bucket meeting. So your stuck with me." I said. Mark gave me a dirty look. I only gave him a small smile.

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Charlotte's POV
I have never been more uncomfortable in my life. You could literally feel the tension in the room. I was seated in between Mark and Jace, all of us somehow fitting on one small sofa. I had decided on the movie The Princess and the Frog. All of our snacks were laid out on the table in front of us. I was sitting with my legs curled up under me while Mark and Henry were sitting with there legs spread.

"Look. This is your favorite part, Charlotte." Henry exclaimed, putting his arm over my shoulder. Suddenly, a sharp pain went through the area that he touched.

"Ow!" I shrieked, moving away from Jace.

"What's wrong?" Mark questioned, alarmed.

"Nothing. I just-"

"Did I do something?" Jace asked.

"No, I-"

"I swear if you hurt her, Hart." Henry said.

"Guys."

"What are you going to do, Mark?" Henry snarled back.

"Guys."

"I will kick your-"

"Guys!" That got their attention. "I'm fine. No need to worry." They continued looked at me with concern.

"Seriously! I'm fine. Let's keep watching the movie, okay?" They agreed but we're still cautious. I plopped back onto the couch and grabbed to big bowl of popcorn. Mark and Henry soon followed me onto the couch. I was wary of Henry, I was making sure we wouldn't accidentally touch.

We continued as if nothing out of the ordinary happened. Mark kept glancing at me out of the corner of his eye, making sure I was alright.

After about an hour, the movie finally ended. Mark and Henry stretch while I went to go take all of our dishes to the kitchen. I came back to see Henry and Mark sitting on opposite ends of the couch.

"Alright guys! It was fun. Now get out of my house." I said.

"You can be a little nicer." Henry grumbled, walking towards the door.

"You want to study tomorrow?" Mark asked me.

"Oh sorry. I have to go in to work." I replied.

"Oh ok. Call tomorrow. Ok?"

"It's time to go, Mark." Henry said, interrupting our conversation. Mark rolled his eyes but turned to leave. After they were gone, I sighed and plopped down on my couch. What am I going to do with them?

THIS WAS A FILLER.