Luke Patterson/Charlie Gillespie imagines

A Vacation to Remember part two~ Charlie Gillespie

"If you steal one more fry I personally will see to it that you're buried alive." Wes snapped as I absent mindedly took a french fry from his plate. I held up my hands in defense.

"Hey, no death threats against your sister please." My dad teased us, as he walked around our hotel room, attempting to get everything in order.

"Dad, mom already went down to town to shop and enjoy herself. Why are you here being a neat freak?" I teased him. He sighed.

"You're right, your mother's gonna need somebody to pay for all the junk—I mean souvenirs—that she's gonna buy." He winked at us, before exiting the house. I smiled and shook my head, before turning back my attention to Wes.

"What?" He asked with a mouth full of food.

"Wanna go to the beach with me?" I asked.

"You're going to the beach already?"

"It beats staying here or souvenir shopping with mom and dad; bless their hearts." I replied. He nodded in an understanding way.

"As much fun as it would be, I'll pass. The guys are waiting for me." He said, and I knew he must of brought some game console.

"Whatever doof. Have fun." I ruffled his hair before going to change. I threw on a red swimsuit set, and some jean shorts and a white crop top over it. I then left the room heading down the hall. I made my way around a couple of corners, trying to find the elevator.

"And so we meet again."

I jumped and speedily turned around, just to let out a sigh of relief.

"See, wasnt so hard to find me." The mystery boy said.

"And I believe you owe me something." I said. He walked up close to me, looking down. He held out his hand.

"I'm Charlie." He said with his cute accent. I took his hand and shook it.

"Y/n."

"Nice to meet you y/n. So you're headed to the beach?"

"Yeah, and you?"

He shrugged. "Not really a beach boy."

I giggled.

"Yeah, I wouldnt mark you as one."

"What would you mark me as, then?" He asked. I looked him up and down. He wore some slightly worn black pants with a string and a chain hanging from them, and a black tshirt reading Rock 'n Roll, the sleeves appearing to have been ripped off. He'd now taken off his beanie, and his hair was a dark brown, slightly curly at the ends.

"Mm a punk rocker, hands down." I said. He shook his head at me, laughing.

"Not exactly, but I'll roll with it."

"What are you, then?" I asked.

"Just a normal teenage boy." He said.

"I find that hard to believe."

"What makes you say that?"

"Everyones got their thing." I shrugged.

"You caught me. I'll tell you mine next time we hang out."

I raised my eyebrows.

"Next time?"

"For sure, I like you, you're cool." He winked, and I rolled my eyes.

"K my turn, I get to guess you now." He said, standing back to look at me.

"Sorry punk boy but I need to get down to the beach. We'll do a rain check." I giggled.

"Fine, then at least give me your number?" He pouted. I chuckled and shook my head, but allowed him to hand me his phone, and I typed in my number.

"There. And dont even doubt for a second that I'm putting your contact name as punk boy." I said. He rolled his eyes, but grinned an adorable grin at me before heading in the other direction.
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A/N
Ok so I really adore Luke's style so I decided to make Charlie dress like him in this series, just wanted to clear that up👍 vote and comment if you liked!❤