Wish & Love {Fantasy} ~Private~ by EpicFaerieTale

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Hello, Twilight-san. The title is a shortened title of our rp with Charlie and Annabelle. We pick up right where we left off. Here's your post:
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Charlie gulped as he heard Annabelle's worried tone. Still, he wouldn't object her coming to his room. He wanted to at least get a word in before she hung up, but he already had heard the click. "Great..." he mumbled, blushing as he stood and walked around his room in panic. Was it the right thing to do? Either way, another side of him just wanted to hold her...he wouldn't, couldn't, deny that.

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Annabelle's mind was far from concidering anything drastic or sensuous happening. All that currently mattered to her was if whether or not Charlie was okay. He was her main priority. When she was in this kind of mode of being strictly focued on one thing, it was difficult to jolt her into focusing on something else. But perhaps if something were to begin to happen it would be the first time that her attention was changed when she was in such a mode.

((O.O I totally forgot about this!!! What was happening before!? T.T))

((So basically, she's on her way to his room? o.o *wants to answer especially after so long and not noticing the title*))

((XD Ok, lemme get a reply in then. I'm sorry T.T I didn't even notice the title!))

As he heard the door knock, he knew what to do. Charlie went to the door, opening it slowly. Looking over Annabelle, he smiled weakly. "Hey..." he said, allowing her inside. Closing the door however, he hugged her tightly. He was afraid of forgetting what had happened so far, he just had a feeling something would happen at midnight. His heart raced unlike any other time in his life, once out of fear. "I just needed to see you.."

((Aw don't say that T.T I am! I just didn't see the title amongst the many other rps listed!))

Charlie sighed, nuzzling Annabelle's neck and closing his eyes. "I don't know why....But I feel like I won't see you again after tonight." he muttered, kissing her cheek staring deeper into her eyes. "How are you?" he asked, smiling weakly.

"No, not really. I feel like..my insides are being set on fire, my heart especially and I know it's not heart burn." Charlie said, scoffing. He stared at Annabelle, not sure what to see in her eyes. He didn't know whether it was pain, or pity. He leaned in, kissing her softly, holding her against him in a tender embrace.

Really, neither of them even before the potion would ever be able to imagine that they would come this far. To love each other? That was a thing in a parallel universe, not in this one. But now, tonight, Charlie wanted nothing more but to be with Annabelle. The swelling in his chest never stopped since he accidentally took that potion, but if he were allowed to look back on it, he wouldn't regret it.

To have love from someone like her? It was something that was very rare. As they held each other close, he could feel as if their hearts beat as one. Corny it may seem to others, but he surely didn't care. Lost in their kiss, he laid her on the bed, toppling over her but carefully. I love her, and I just..can't seem to control myself..

Charlie didn't even see this as his last night with her. He still believed nothing was wrong and that it was just nerves. Pulling away from her lips, he looked over her and blushed. "I shouldn't have done that...I-I mean lay you down." he said, getting off and sitting on the bed, looking down at his feet. What was he doing?

"Eh...would you..mind staying the night? My roommate pretty much is out for the evening..." Charlie asked, just wanting to hold her for tonight. The more time passed, the more he wanted to hold her in his arms and sleep. That would probably not cause him too much stress.

Laying back on his bed, Charlie opened his arms for her. Surely within the few hours, he wouldn't even notice that Annabelle was in his bed, in his arms even. His heart skipped many beats at the many whispers he heard in his head. That his time was up, that she had her fun or even learned her lesson. These whispers intimidated him.

Well, Annabelle didn't really use him. Charlie was making his own bed the whole time, now he laid in it. He was the one who drunk the potion, she didn't force it down his throat. He raised a brow however hearing Annabelle's claims. "What? What are you talking about?" he asked softly as he looked down at her.

Charlie stayed quiet, then as he looked at Annabelle, he could see she really was suffering. He nodded silently, watching her every move. Why was she in so much pain? He wanted to ask, he wanted to sit up and just hold her, but he had a feeling she wanted more than just words and tender embraces. "What can I do to help this pain of yours?" he asked, knowing she didn't want to talk, but, he had to ask.

Charlie sighed, knowing that Annabelle was about to propose the idea once more. If Annabelle so much as believed that he would forget her after tonight, she was wrong. Sitting up a bit, he kissed her softly, giving in to her request. He took his time with her, reminding the girl that he would be gentle.