"Why are you yelling at me?" Charlie yelled. "Because I'm fucking mad that's why! I'm humiliated," I yelled even louder than before. "You're being ridiculous, that was nothing!" "It wasn't nothing Charlie. I can't do this, please don't text, or call me. We're done." I took my things and I left. I can't be humiliated this way and have Charlie think this was nothing. --- A love-story between a superstar and a simple University student. Could it work? Could it last? (This fic will most likely contain sexual scenes and strong language).