ɪɴꜰɪɴɪᴛʏ || ᴄʜᴀʀʟᴇꜱ ʟᴇᴄʟᴇʀᴄ

"Trust me," I hesitated slightly. I mean, we were just good friends, me and Louis. Maybe even best friends. I knew he had someone of his own, just kept away from the public and the people he didn't want knowing. I knew who that person was, of course. "I want to be with you, Charles."

"Okay," The gentle whisper had me pressed against his body comfortably. He pressed his lips against my forehead. "Is this too early?"

"Not too early, we've been friends for ages," I mumbled, burying my head into his chest.

"Alright then, if you say so," Charles forced me to look up at him, with the slightest bit of light coming in from the street lights outside. He pressed his lips against mine, smiling brightly.

"I love you, Adley. And I mean it."