Charlie Puth Imagines {COMPLETE}

best worst date ever || boyfriend

Imagine: boyfriend
Age: HS (driving age), college
Type: date gone wrong
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Tonight you had a date with your boyfriend, Charlie. You guys had been dating for around a year, so you were comfortable with him and didn't really get embarrassed very often anymore. He had seen your worst.

You were supposed to meet Charlie at the restaurant at about 7.

You began getting ready at about 6, so that you would be ready to leave at about 6:30. You curled your hair and put on a cute new white sweater dress with fall leggings to go under them.

You got in your car to meet Charlie and you were about halfway there when suddenly your car wouldn't start back up at a stoplight. You began to sweat and after concluding that your car was broken down, you turned on your hazard lights and then pushed your car into a nearby parking lot.

You were upset. Now you were going to be late and you had to call him for a ride. You got out your purse and went through your purse, looking for your phone. It wasn't there!

What to do, what to do?

You went into the place where you had parked and you had to ask a complete stranger to borrow their phone because your car had broken down and you had left your phone at home. How embarrassing.

"Hello?" Charlie answered.

"Hi, Charlie, it's Y/N."

"Oh, what's up, Y/N?"

"I, uh... I left my phone at home and my car is broken down and I'm at the Zaxby's on Avery Street," you admitted stupidly.

"Oh, Y/N. I'm so sorry. I'll be there in 15 minutes to get you," he replied.

"I can't thank you enough, Charlie."

"Don't worry, I'll be there. Love you."

"Love you too," you replied. Then you hung up and gave the stranger her phone back.
You went back out to your car to wait. It was a long wait only because it felt like it. You felt so dumb.

When Charlie came, you called a tow truck using his phone and then he got you into his car.

He drove you to the restaurant to finish the date.

"I'm so sorry that happened, Y/N. I'm glad you're safe," he said.

"Me too. It was so awkward. And embarrassing."

"Don't be embarrassed, it happens to everyone," he replied calmly. You nodded.

"I guess."

When you got to the restaurant, you ordered Red Beans and Rice, because it was one of your favorite meals and you really needed something you liked right now.

Thankfully, the service was really fast and your food came out quickly. It looked and smelled delicious. You and Charlie were about to start eating when Charlie's eyes widened.

"Y/N, don't move," he said. He grabbed a napkin and went for your food. He picked out a bean and you were so confused. He squeezed his eyes shut and dropped the napkin to the floor before crunching it under his foot as the napkin hissed.

"Charlie, what is it?" You asked, so confused as to why he had grabbed a bean from your plate and stepped on it.

"Y/N, that wasn't a bean," he seriously said as you laughed. "I'm not kidding. Did you hear it hiss? It was a roach."

"A roach?" You asked, your eyes widening in fear and disgust. He nodded. "Charlie, I'm not very hungry," you whispered. He nodded.

"I understand. Here, why don't we go to my place and watch a movie?" He offered, wiping his mouth with a new napkin, of course, and laying down his silverware.

"That sounds better," you said, leaving the restaurant with him immediately after complaining to the waiter.

You went to his house and sat down on the couch as he started a movie. About 45 minutes through, you began to feel your stomach hurt and the funny sensation down there.

"Charlie, I have to use the bathroom," you said, immediately getting up and rushing away.

You were in there for almost 15 minutes, trying to figure out what to do. This was the worst date ever; you had left your phone at home, you had found a roach in your food, your car was broken, and now you were at your boyfriend's house with no pads and a period.

"Y/N? Are you still in there? Are you ok?" He asked, softly knocking a few seconds later.

"I'm fine, Charlie," you said in a wavery voice.

"Is there something you need?"

"No."

"Y/N, come out if you're ok," he said, worriedly.

"I- I'm not ready."

"Why not?"

"Because I-"

"If you don't do something fast to prove you're fine, I'm going to come in there."

"No, Charlie, I'm fine, really," you said, panicking. You could still hear his breathing outside the door. You pulled up your blood-soaked pants and squeezed your eyes shut as it did not feel nice.

You unlocked the door and came out with a smile.

"See? I'm fine," you said, walking past him back downstairs.

"What's on the back of your dress?"

Oh, great, you thought to yourself. You turned around slowly and looked at him.

"Oh... I get it. My sister stayed last week and left some things under the sink," he said. "Let me find you something to wear," he said, leaving and returning shortly with an oversized t-shirt and some sweatpants that were way too big. He was wearing something similar so you wouldn't feel out of place.

You nodded and thanked him before going back into the bathroom and changing.
Then as you changed out of your dress, you remembered you weren't wearing a bra because you didn't need to and your breasts were sore because of, well...

You put on the shirt and pants and then washed your underwear in his bathtub with cold water and hung them to dry. You looked under the sink and there were pads, but you had nothing to wear the pads with, since your underwear were wet.

You frustratingly sighed.

"Is it working out?" He asked through the door. You blushed and hesitated before opening the bathroom door.

"I need underwear," you mumbled, feeling so embarrassed. He smiled sweetly and left before returning with a pair for you. You were confused.

"Why do you have a pair of my underwear?" You asked.

"'Cause last time I was the one who soaked them and then you wanted me to wash them for you because you were still living with your parents and your mom would kill you if you came home with underwear that wet," he smirked. "But I forgot to give them back." You blushed, remembering that.

Anyway, it was working out now, so it was fine. You changed in the bathroom and then finally came out, all situated and feeling better now. He gave you a hug and you went back downstairs to finish the movie.

"Your nipples look so cute in my shirt," he said, giving them a gentle poke as they hardened under his touch. Your cheeks got all pink and he smiled and so did you. "You look cute when you blush," he finished. You sat down on the couch right next to him and he gave you a kiss before starting the movie again.

Your eyes felt heavy and you felt tired so you laid down on his chest and he kissed your head softly and began to stroke your hair as you fell asleep on him.

This had been the best worst date ever.

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