Charlie quickly walked out the room, but I followed after him.
"Charlie!" I said, but he ignored me and kept walking. We were going down the hallway and I called his name again, and this time he turned to face me.
"What?" He spat.
"Please Charlie I--" I began to say.
"No, I don't want to fucking hear it!" He said, and everyone in the hall stopped and looked our way. "Really Y/N? You're all over Mr--"
Before he could say anything else, I quickly placed my hand over his mouth.
"Let's go outside and talk." I said, trying not to make a scene.
"Get the fuck off of me." Charlie said, knocking my hand off his mouth. He gave me a furious stare, and he walked outside. I followed him again.
We stood outside towards the back, and he ran his hand through his hair in frustration.
"Listen to me, ok. Just listen." I began. "You can't tell anyone, alright. And I mean no one."
"Fuck, why would you do this? Why Y/N?!" He said, waving his hand in the air.
"I-I don't know, I'm sorry..." I responded.
"And are you trying to break me down? You fucking-- Why didn't you tell me? Made it straight forward... You know that I like you."
"I said I'm sorry Charlie!"
"How many times are you going to say that, huh? 'Sorry'. Is that all you can say!?" He began to get louder.
"No, just let me--"
"Don't even. I'm done." I looked away. "Fuck you." He began to walk away.
I grabbed his hand, and tried to stop him.
"Charlie please--" I said, but he snatched his hand back. He put his hands in his pockets, and walked down the sidewalk to wherever he decided to go.
I stood there watching him, as tears came to my eyes.
I lost my best friend.
Two weeks later...
I was at my locker getting my things, and zipping up my bookbag. I couldn't wait to leave.
I haven't seen Charlie since what happened, and I've been nothing but concerned and scared. I tried to call and text him just to see if he was ok, but he didn't answer.
I understand why, but I just wish he's ok.
I put my bag over my shoulder, and walked down the hall. I saw Nathan's office but I didn't go in. I kept walking this time.
I knew he was going to ask me why I didn't go to see him, but I really have no answer. I just had to leave, I needed to. Everything is taking a toll on me.
I opened the door, and headed down the path.
What have I done...
Charlie's POV
I got out my mom's car, and adjusted my black tie. I closed the car door, and locked it. I placed the keys in my pocket and began to head towards the double doors.
I walked in the school district main building, and was greeted by a young blonde woman at the main desk. I opened my suit coat.
"Hello sir, how may I help you?" She asked, smiling.
"Uh, yeah. Can I speak to Mr. Green?" I asked, leaning on the desk, taking my sunglasses off. "Is he here?"
"Yes he is, and I'll check if he's free currently. He might still be in a meeting." She said, and I nodded. The woman got on the phone, and called someone.
"Hey Diana, is Mr. Green still in his meeting?...... Oh ok..... Alright, thank you." She hung up, and wrote something down on her notepad.
"Sir, he seems to be free. I'll just take your name, and your phone number, then you can go speak to him."
"Oh ok." I said. "The name's Charlie Bartlett." She jotted it down.
"And number?"
"(***)***-****" She stopped writing and looked at me.
"Ok, you're all set. His office is the first on to the right, down the second hall."
"Thank you." I smiled, and headed to the second hall. I found his office and knocked lightly on the door.
Mr. Green was at his desk typing on his laptop, then looked up at me. He motioned me to come in, and I opened the door.
"Hello Mr. Green." I began.
"And who are you son?" He asked. I sat in front of him at his desk. "You wanted to speak to me."
"My name is Charlie Bartlett, and I'm here to give you information... but it can count as a complaint." I said, crossing my legs.
He leaned forward in his chair, and interlocked his fingers.
"Well, what do you have to say?" He asked.
I smiled and looked him in the eyes.
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