𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗘 - 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟 𝗠𝗔𝗗𝗘 𝗕𝗬 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗡

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Charlies car was sleek and fast, as well as aesthetically pleasing, something that was very important to me. I probably loved this car more than he does.

We've shared so many memories in this car it seems unreal.

Probably one of my favourites was when we had tried to squeeze all six of us into it, Charlie, Iris, Rain, Sam, August and I into it so we could travel together and smoke weed whilst on our way to some random beach party.

Fitting six teenagers into a muscle car is easier said than done. Especially when you remember that three of the six teenagers are at least six foot.

We had Charlie and Sam in the front whilst August, Iris and Rain sat in the back with me sitting on the laps of August since i was the smallest of us girls.

August and i passed a blunt between the two of us as did Iris and Rain, the four of us most likely hot boxed Charlies car without even realising.

It almost felt like de ja vu as Charlie and i shared a blunt, me holding it to his lips as he drove with one hand and the other lightly held my thigh whilst we drove to a near by fast food place.

After what happened last night, Charlie had walked me back to mine and slept the night, leaving in the early morning and showing up again later on in the evening in his car.

" How many times are you going to have to punch him in the nose for him to understand that he probably shouldn't talk to me?" I laughed as i threw the finished blunt out the window.

Charlie gave me a flat look which quickly morphed into one of amusement, probably thinking of the blood that spouted from Vince's nose.

Sadistic fuck

"I'll do it again too you know" Charlie smirked at me after he finished reciting our orders to the worker.

"I wouldn't doubt that" i watched him lean out of his window slightly, tapping his card on the contactless payment terminal. "Hey! You know I would've paid right."

"You would've, but you won't" he smiled sweetly as he drove the car forward to the last window so we could collect our food.

I believed we'd be eating in the car park to the quiet hum of my Spotify playlist but I realised we were on our way else where when Charlie rapidly pulled the car out of the car park and back onto the free way.

During the drive there i would feed him his fries and drink, like before with the blunt, he had one hand on the wheel and the other lightly resting on my mid thigh.

What guys would call a weird obsession, most girls would understand the attraction of good hands and arms, long strong fingers and veiny arms and hands.

They made a guy so much more attractive.

Cardiovascular whore

Pulled out of my thoughts by Charlie who had began poking my thigh to grab my attention.

I raised a questioning eyebrow at him and he stopped the assault on the side of my thigh that was sure to leave a bruise.

Stupid fucking iron deficiency

"I was asking you to give me my food" he smiled.

Reaching into the fast food paper bag, i pulled out a bag of fries and two cheese burgers, passing them to him, his drink now resting on the dashboard with his phone.

How that boy could eat so much and still have the body of a greek god, i did not know.

I looked at the scenery, we parked on what would usually be a couples hook up spot if this was a teen romance movie, it was a cliff top that over looked the vibrant city, the stars that littered the sky shone quietly, barely visible because of the light below.

"How did you even get into racing?" I asked curiously

"Um by you?" He questions, he must've gaged my reaction and elaborated. "When we was thirteen fourteen, and i had stole my dads car and drove to your house and we went to get milkshakes, you was surprised by how good I was and told me about the tracks" Charlie slurped his coke, his piercing blue eyes looking right at me.

A wave of realisation hit me and I burst into fits of laughter. "Oh I remember now, you decided to show off your skills drifting and i had spilt my milkshake all over the interior of the car and we freaked out."

"Spent hours cleaning that car and the only reason dad found out i took it is because it was cleaner then when i took it" he laughed shaking his head.

"Now look at you, man of the tracks, the streets and drug dealing" i shoved his arm playfully, a smile gracing my lips as he choked on a frie.

"Hardly, a few ten bags is hardly drug dealing, just merely taking advantage of the demand" he smirked.

"Probably why everyone at school is scared of you"

"I don't understand why" i laughed at him, as if he was insane, although I was the one that probably looked crazy right now.

"You'll throw hands with anyone thats the main reason why people are terrified of you, not to mention you'll say whatever needs to be said, no matter how bold or blunt it is" Analysising his face, it was clear he was in deep thought. "But don't worry, you're a good guy, thats why the female population of our school go brain dead at the thought of merely making eye contact with you"

"I'm not that scary" he mumbled, looking quite adorable might i add.

"Everyone loves a bad boy with good morals big boy" i tapped his cheek softly before grinning at him.

The next ten minutes or so were spent in comfortable silence, the music and slurping of drinks filled the air instead of the unsaid words.

Charlie was a quick eater, probably why he had ate two full burger by time i had ate four of my six nuggets. Taking a bite of the fifth one when Charlie spoke up. "You know you're beautiful right?"

What?

I began choking on what food was in my mouth, my eyes began to tear up due to the lack of oxygen and I could see Charlie begin to panic as he roughly slapped my back.

After what seemed to be an embarrassing few minutes I spat the regurgitated chicken out the window and took a few deep breaths to calm my erratic heart.

"Are you trying to fucking kill me Charlie?" I breathed a smile

"You'd like it if i said yes" he smiled at me.

Probably

"You know you're beautiful, right?" He stated again, a look of determination flashed in his cerulean eyes.

"Umm... yes?" Suddenly it was as if my cuticles were the most interesting thing in the world.

"Seriously, you're one of the prettiest girls I know" he said.

This was all getting a little too deep for my liking. I just wanted chicken nuggets.

"One of? Jeezs Who's the first? Mollie Rose?" I chided.

"I liked her for a week back in seventh grade" he rolled his, annoyed with his previous infatuation with the schools golden girl.

Definitely not his type.

"You're smart and quick witted, funny, beautifully blunt and have the nicest green eyes" he looked me dead in the eyes. "You were made by heaven, Nyx. Don't you ever forget that"

Made by heaven

If i was comfortable with crying in front of people, I'd probably have a few stray tears dripping down my cheeks right now, but i willed myself not to.

Crying in front of people made me feel futile, although Charlie has seen me cry a handful of times.

"Promise to take care of yourself?" He sticks his pinky finger out for me to shake, i grab hold of it and shake it.

A literal deal with the devil.

"Promise to tattoo me?" This time it was I that stuck my pinky out for him to hold.

His devil-like smile appeared and he shook his head as he grabbed my pinky.

"Still on that are you?" He quirked an eyebrow up.

"You've been practicing for months now, i know you're good enough to do some little bullshit on me somewhere"

It was true, Charlies been practicing tattooing since the beginning of the year, and I've seen his sketches in his flash book on his bed side table. He was especially good at fonts.

"Remember when i got my first tattoo? I came barrelling through your window, so excited to show you?" He had a far away look in his eyes, remembering the simpler times.

"You was so damn excited i thought you'd go into cardiac arrest, that didn't last long until you remembered you'd have to eventually tell your parents" i laughed

"How i managed to even get tattooed at fifteen let alone keep it from my parents for seven months is beyond me" He chuckled lightly

"You literally still get tattooed by the same guy" i said, tracing my finger along the tattoos on his arm, his parents didn't even care about the tattoo, his parents were more interested in where he got the money to get it done.

"I can't believe he gave me a internship" he smiled.

"And I can't believe he tattooed me" i laughed.

It was true, the quiet, dull girl had a broken heart outline tattooed on her ass.

"When you said you wanted it on your ass, he was more than happy to do it" he grimaced.

I remember that day we took me in the shop and as soon as the tattooist gave me a once over, Charlie took the protective stance and slinked an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to his side.

I can still remember the feeling of the heat that radiated off of him.

"Yeah, that was weird" i frowned but laughed.

The song Moon & Stars filled the air of the car, personally it sounds quite romantic, in a sound cloud, new era romance, kind of way.

"Are you going to continue your internship after school?" I questioned.

"Yeah most likely, finish it within the year and then go to college possibly" he shrugged.

The topic of what we wanted to do after we finished school was a touchy subject for us both, he wanted to go to college but had no idea what for and I on the other hand just didn't know what i wanted to do in general.

"You still unsure?" He questioned, his hand materialising on my thigh, rubbing soft circle into my tanned skin.

"Yeah, I'm stuck between choosing an interior design course or an OnlyFans account"

Charlie let out a unrestrained, loud laugh, that soon turned into a cackle and died down into a mere chuckle.

"Sorry, i found that way too funny" he gave me the cutest sheepish smile, his azure eyes twinkling with amusement still.

"Why not both" he smiled "i'd sure as hell pay" he winked

This time it was my turn to let out possibly the most unattractive cackle.

Charlie just smiled his devil-like smile, teeth and all.