I wanna be Yours

I wanna be Yours

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Nick and Charlie did break up after the drunken fight at Harry's party. Years later, Charlie visits home from University to spend time with family and friends but the last thing he expected to happen was to bump into his ex boyfriend, Nick Nelson. Sparking up old unwanted feelings since Charlie had a new boyfriend that he had to keep convincing himself that it was going well...Right? Inspired by Arms (unfolding) by runintostockolm on A03, go check it out!! (Credit to Alice Oseman for all the lovely characters of course)
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There was a time when they had everything-passion, devotion, and an unspoken promise that they were unbreakable. But love, no matter how intense, was never immune to destruction. Somewhere along the way, they lost each other. It wasn't sudden. It wasn't one single moment that shattered them. It was the slow unraveling-the quiet resentments, the miscommunications, the betrayals they were too stubborn to fix. And when the final blow landed, it was devastating. Words were thrown like weapons, wounds were left open, and one of them walked away. But fate had a way of forcing people back together. Of making them face what they thought was long gone. Of testing whether what was lost could ever be found again. Now, standing on opposite sides of something neither of them could name, they were no longer the same people they used to be. Time had changed them. Pain had shaped them. But the pull between them-the one that had always existed-was still there, waiting. The question wasn't whether they could find their way back. It was whether they wanted to.

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