Chapter Two

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xxx_bambino_xxx's P.O.V

 i love you sooooooooooooooooo muchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I pressed send and the message was sent to, obviously, the love of my life. Charlie Joe Lenehan Green.

He obviously loves me back. I mean, who wouldn't? I am so beautiful and I have an amazing fashion sense. Charlie is so knowledgeable, especially about sloths. I hate sloths, they are stupid, but I'll love them for him, duh.

Oooh! I have a reply! I click eagerly and open the message.

What the duck is wrong with you? We have to delete our accounts u stalker.

He doesn't mean it, of course. Charlie is just confused by the amount of feelings he feels towrds me. It scared even me for a while. At the time I was overtaken by my adoration for Charlie, I was in the midst of a blind devotion to Harry Styles. I couldn't see the beauty that was Charlie.

After I had liked all of their pictures I decided to stalk Brad Simpson instead. He isn't a patch on Charlie of course.

Brad's P.O.V

Well look who's back. If it isn't my favourite stalker; xxx_bambino_xxx. What does she want this time?

I know what it is, I bet she wants me to follow he so she can spam me with stupid pictures again. last time she did that she posted a picture of me and Charlie from Bars and Melody captioning that she wants to marry us both at the same time. I'm in trouble.

Charlie's P.O.V

My phone pinged with a message, and my heart sunk. Switching on my phone, I notice that it isn't from xxx_bambino_xxx, but from bradleywillsimpson. I click on it and there is a picture of Brad looking very scared.

She's come back for me, Mate.

I start typing a reply.

If you are talkin about xxx_bambino_xxx, then I already know. And do you realize that mate sounds really gay. Do you know what mates are in the animal kingdom?

What? I don't really care right now, as you can probs tell.

Chillax mate.

Leo comes in the room and looks at what I'm typing.

"Oh, so you're saying mate now?Is this Brad guy your mate?" Leo asks.

"Shut up," I grumble, turning my phone off.

"You know, Charlie," he tells me.

I sigh loudly. "What?"

"You are such a sloth sometimes."

"Duck off."

He pretends to be upset. "Charlie, you are so annoying, mate."

I try to resist the urge to be very un-sloth like and growl at him.

"Give me a knock knock joke Charles."

"Knock ducking knock."

"I'm in!" Leo says, and grabs my duvet off the bed. He then proceeds to throw it down the stairs. He then runs down the stairs and jumps on it. Sometimes it really does baffle me how bizarre this boy is.

My mum walks along the corridor and sees my duvet lying there. Naturally, Leo has abandoned it.

"Charlie, why is your duvet on the stairs?" she asks me.

"I don't know, mum." I say truthfully.

"Just pick up your duvet. And go check on Leo."

"I'm sure he's fine," I tell her. I am right. I walk into the lounge and Leo is lying on the sofa in his pyjamas eating from a tub of Ben and Jerry's. Welcome to my life.

( Link to see xxx_bambino_xxx's amaing fashion sense:
http://www.polyvore.com/ordinary_daywear/set?filter=comments&id=129726903#comments )

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