By the end of the party I kissed Zayn secretly goodbye and still feeling tipsy Jordan drove me home. I wanted to go to bed quick and just sleep but as I stepped slowly into the house and quietly closing the door I assumed everyone was asleep. Just as I closed the door someone said my name. "Well Ronnie how was the party."
"Good Charles thank you for asking."
"I saw that you didn't even come home last night until morning."
"Yea well I had a sleep over to go to." He was starting to really get on my nerves. Even though I knew he still cared about me.
"Really are you sure you weren't just fucking Zayn" he suddenly raised an eyebrow at me. "Listen Ron why do you do this to yourself, hones--" I cut him off.
"Because I wanted to give him a second chance maybe he isn't all bad maybe, maybe" I couldn't speak anymore tears just started pouring out of me like a waterfall. Sad thing I knew Charles was right and there was no point of arguing. I'm just going to get my heartbroken again. But just as a million thoughts flushed into my mind two strong arms pulled me into their grip. He was there, he was always there for me I was just stupid not to notice. Charles never gave up on me, he was there for me after the first breakup with Zayn, he was there to teach me what love was again. Maybe I was making the wrong mistake. There was silence while he held me. Finally that was silence was broken with one painful question from him.
"Why did you let me go?" I held back for a second about to open my mouth but quickly closed it. "Please tell me, I mean I never moved on from you and I just need close sure." I start to speak.
There I said it and frankly it was the pure truth. I was to scared to go back to love and have Charles do the same thing that Zayn did to me. If that would have happened again I wouldn't have survived it. Charles looked me in the eyes and started to say "Ron I love you to and always have." More tears streamed down my face and didn't know whether it was from happiness that he loved me back or because of sadness that I got back with Zayn. I know how I am over thinking this but still this meant a lot to me. "Ronnie and you kno--"
"Oh shut up" I smashed my lips on to him. He kissed back and it was just a pure passionate kiss, even if I downed a couple shots from the party I knew what a kiss like that was. It was different then Zayn much softer and more caring with tender. After five minutes of our lips and tongues perfectly syncing. I pushed Charles away.
"I got to go." stopping crying I ran upstairs, locked the door and spent the night thinking. Which I kind of hate myself for I always over think things, its starting to kill me.
I woke up for some reason on the floor with my ear buds plugged in, my depressed music on and my clothes from last night still on. God I hate myself.
A/N HEY GUYS ITS VAL SORRY FOR A LITTLE WHILE I HAD WRITER'S BLOCK THEN FINALS THEN A WHOLE BUNCH OF OTHER SHIT SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING SO HOW DO YOU LIKE THIS CHAPTER COMMENT AND COMMENT WHO YOU THINK SHE SHOULD END UP WITH OK LOVE YA READERS CIAO -STORYTELLER