YOU 1 [Charli D'Amelio]

Chapter 86.

When we get to the room I plop down on the bed. I am still angry with Max but not as angry as I was. I don't want any more attention from Jace than necessary, but I still don't like that Max seems to want to hide our relationship. Meeting Jace has raised more questions that I know Max doesn't want me to ask.

"I really am sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." She says. I don't look at her because I know I will turn to mush. She needs to know that I won't put up with her doing things like this.

"Do.. you, do you still want me?" She asks. Her voice shaky.

When I look at her, she looks vulnerable. I sigh, knowing I am not able to hold onto my anger when hyeyes are so full of worry.

"Yea, of course I do. Come here." I tell her and pat the bed next to me. I have no willpower when it comes to Her.

"Do you consider me your girlfriend?" I ask as she sits down.

"Yea, I mean it seems a little silly to call you that." She says.

"Silly?" I pick at my fingernails, a bad habit I have yet to kick.

"You are more to me than some adolescent title." She puts her large hands on both sides of my face. Her answer makes my stomach flip in the best way. I can't help the grin that is plastered on my face. Her shoulders immediately relax.

"I don't like that you don't want people to know about us, how would we live together if you won't even tell your friends about us?"

"It's not like that, do you want me to call Zayn right now and tell him? If anything you should be embarrassed to be with me, I see the way people look at us when we are together." She says. So she does notice.

"You had me worried that you were going to give up on me." She breathes.

"Give up on you?" I repeat.

"You're the only constant in my life, you know that don't you? I don't know what I would do if that wasn't the case, if you left me." She clarifies.

"I won't leave you if you don't give me a reason to." I assure him. I can't think of a single thing she could do to make me leave her. I'm in too deep. Thinking of leaving her sends a pain through my body that I couldn't bear. It would break me. Even if we fight every single day, I love her.

"I won't." she says. She looks away from me for a second then meets my eyes again.

"I like who I am with you." She says and I turn my cheek into her hand further.

"I do too." I simply reply. I love her, every part of her. All versions of her. Mostly, I like who I have become with her, we have both been changed for the better by each other. I have somehow gotten her to open up and brought happiness to her and she has taught me how to live and not worry about every detail.

"I know I piss you off sometimes.. well a lot of the time and god knows you drive me fucking insane." She says.

"Thanks?"

"I'm just saying, just because we fight doesn't mean we shouldn't be together. Everyone fights, we just fight more than normal people." She smiles.

"We are very different people so we just have to figure out how to navigate each other, it will get easier." She assures me.

I return her smile and run my fingers through her hair.

"We still didn't get anything to wear to the wedding." I point out.

"Oh darn, looks like we can't go." She turns her face into the most insincere frown I have ever seen and kisses my nose.

"You wish. It's only Tuesday, we will get something later this week."