Wish & Love {Fantasy} ~Private~ by EpicFaerieTale

Charlie was also confused, but the soft feeling of Annabelle right against him and their hearts beating practically together erased that completely. Her lips against his in a tender kiss totally made him forget that this was wrong or too soon. His arms wrapped about her in a gentle embrace, feeling every curve and anticipating what would come next. His heart ached intensely, as if he were sad whilst they were in the midst of passion.

Charlie shuddered as he felt Annabelle's soft hands grasp his hair, tangling within it's locks. He too remembered how they met. Annabelle had refused to let him copy her homework and then after they met constantly, or rather more than once and he just ended up drinking the potion out of spite. He would never have guessed they would end up making love like this. Breathing heavy and touching each other where in other days they would've repelled away from each other without a second thought. As they both breathed heavier, his hands too began to explore, discovering the many senses that lit up within her from just his caress such as the bare skin he can reach under her shirt over her back.

He was willing to stop once Annabelle had that split second of hesitation, but that was soon thrown to the winds as she herself took off her blouse. It already seemed that there wasn't much covering them from feeling each other, skin against skin. Charlie blushed at her bold move, but gladly accepted and tangled with her tongue with his own. His hands only continued to explore, testing his limits and following by only her body movements and her breathing or sounds. It was all new to him, yet, exciting. Even then, with the rush he had and the swelling of his heart for her, it still ached as if he was going to lose her. He denied having such feelings as he rolled over, hovering above and kissing whatever was bare to him tenderly.

Daniel sighed in bliss, thinking this could go on forever and he wouldn't mind it at all. The feeling of Annabelle under him and how warm it felt to be against her, it was impossible to compare it to anything. He breathed softly over her ear, his hand caressing her neck and then the rest that he could reach below, taking his time. "I love you.." he mumbled, kissing her softly as he gingerly removed the rest of her clothing, making sure not to scare her as he had done the same afterwards. "Are you positive you want this?" he asked again, looking into her eyes.

He only took his time so not to scare the poor girl. It was her first time and it wasn't exactly a race as far as he was concerned. Charlie turned and kissed her hand softly, finally removing what was left from her undergarments. "Alright..here goes." he muttered quietly as he nuzzled her neck and advanced slowly.

Charlie almost immediately wanted to stop once he felt that he had finally taken her innocence, the one thing she had that could never be taken except by someone out of love. His heart couldn't have swollen more out of his infatuation with her, almost like an obsession as he looked down at her. With every sigh came a silent grunt as he did his best to please her. Still, this was more of a union of souls rather than just hooking up as others would so badly put it. He stared back into her eyes as well, almost the entire time as they continued. As he neared the end for himself, he whispered loving things into her ear, promising that his love for her would outlast eternity and beyond.

The night indeed was amazing. All that Charlie was able to hear were her sounds, all the gasps and sighs. It was music to his ears. He didn't advance like an animal, as other boys always bragged about doing to a girl. She was special, Annabelle was his angel. Once he came to his own high, he remained silent but whispered her name in a shudder. Dropping beside her and still keeping himself tangled with her, he panted hard. His body felt heavy and his breathing was very shallow. But as he looked over to the girl in his arms, he knew it was all worthwhile. "I love you so much..." he whispered once more in her ear, kissing her neck softly and closing his eyes. Eventually, hearing her breath and heart beat, he fell asleep to the blissful lullaby. It was now just an hour before midnight, until the potion was done for and Charlie was to snap out of his little world in the morning.

As the morning came in, and the sun rose, it's rays came through the blinds and got into his face. He felt arms wrapped around him, familiar and yet, vague. Slowly, Charlie opened his eyes, rubbing them and then looking over. He saw Annabelle and only blushed hard. Why was she naked in his bed? Where was his roommate? What had happened?! He gulped, taking a deep breath and shaking her gently. "Um...Annabelle?" he asked, hoping not to piss her off. He seriously didn't remember getting drunk. But, as fate and the sisters would have it, his memories of their romance was completely forgotten, gone like ink being washed away by water.

As Annabelle opened her eyes, he wondered why they seemed hazy or rather, filled with some emotion. But as she continued to say his name, he couldn't put his finger on it. Inside he felt pride and..warm when listening to this girl say it over and over. Once their lips met, it was like electricity had gone through him. He stayed still as she kissed him, not knowing what to say or do even as their bodies meshed and pressed against each other suggestively. "Annabelle...what happened?"

Seeing Annabelle in such a state made him feel guilty, dirty, hell, like scum. He looked around, it seemed that they had slept together. But, how did that happen? She hated him with all her being as far as he knew. But he did know this, he still had a small crush on her. He blushed as he felt warm still from her embrace, and then watched as she left. Charlie could tell she was about to cry, or was trying not to. He quickly stood, getting dressed and feeling like he had to go after her. He just had to. I can't let her walk out like this, feeling like the whole world crashed around her. It just isn't right! Following and trying to catch up, he yelled out, "Wait!". His heart told him not to let this girl go, ever.

Charlie had ran as hard as he could, since there were quite a few obstacles in his way, like people. Panting, he kneeled and tried to catch his breath. "Annabelle....I-I don't want you to go. I....Was my dream real? Were we together or did something just happen last night?" he asked, looking up. He swore himself that his heart had started pounding as he looked at her. She looked like an angel to him, and for some reason, his whole body seemed to light up. Did he like her and just not know it?

Though he couldn't explain why, those very words hit him like a good right hook. For reasons unknown (so far to him) he then began letting tears fall. Sighing and staring at the door, he took a deep and shuddering breath, wiping the tears away and started walking back to his room. What..what the hell happened? Why am I feeling so shitty? Why?! As soon as he reached his room and got inside, he dropped down to his knees, gripping the carpet until his knuckles were almost white. The words replayed over and over in his head, like a torture tune. Is it possible to feel as if his chest was being ripped open and his heart squeezed like a damn fruit for it's nectar? So far, it felt like it. He knew what heart break felt, but with the spell having ended and his memories faded away, he was even more frustrated than usual. His heart rang in his ears as he passed out, all out of anger and pain....

This wasn't the first time he skipped a day of school either. But all for good reasons. As the day went on, even his roommate had come in and found him on the bed, sleeping. Still, he was left untouched. Charlie only felt his chest, his head, his whole body ache especially in his heart. Constantly it seemed he felt dirty, guilty, but for what? What happened between him and Annabelle? Sure, he liked her a little, but not to such an extent as to have a one night stand. This was all that went through his head since his memories faded of that month. "God, give me a sign....Anyone." he said as he opened his bloodshot eyes and stared at the bottom of the top bunker.