𝗧𝗪𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗬 𝗦𝗜𝗫 - 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗗𝗬 𝗦𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗘

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Everything between Charlie and I was going great.

We had been on another two dates, of course not as extravagant or traumatic as the first, but just as rememberable.

He was trying his damn best to be romantic at any given possibility, it was honestly adorable watching a six foot boy covered in tattoo's wait on me hand and foot.

The football team had won their first game of the season, of course meaning it was time for the annual party, which of course was being thrown at Charlie's.

Him, Noah and Alex were downstairs hiding anything fragile or valuable as per my instructions, once i had told them that, Noah being Noah immediately picked me up and tried to shove me in a cupboard, insisting that i was the most delicate and precious thing on earth.

He's too sweet sometimes honestly.

I was currently getting ready for the party, not that I was dying to go to one right now.

Regardless, I curled my hair and painted my nails like this was what I dreamt about doing on my Friday evening.

Deciding to switch it up slightly from my usual black dresses, i pull out a dark red bodycon dress that fit me almost perfectly.

I finished my makeup with a matching red lipstick and called it a day, already hearing the tens of people that had just arrived getting loud downstairs.

The pre drinks had already hit me harder than I thought they would so i cautiously walked down Charlies spiral staircase but once I was at the bottom i was greeted with a soft kiss to the forehead.

"Well don't you just look a vision in red" Charlie says as he twirls me around to give himself a full view.

"You look cute yourself" i smile up at him.

"Cute?" He raises an eyebrow and flexes his muscles, which I have to admit are beautiful as they stretch the sleeve of his shirt ever so slightly.

"Adorable?" I say quirk an eyebrow up back at him.

"Come on" he laughs and shakes his head, slapping my ass lightly as we begin to walk into the kitchen.

"About damn time" Noah shouts at me before handing me a cup already filled with vodka and apple juice.

"Nyx, tell him to stop cheating" he whines at me, pointing at Alex who looks drunk already.

"Listen carrot top, its not my fault you're bad at beer pong!" Alex defends himself whilst insulting Noah.

Noah turns to look at me with his mouth agape. "Did you hear that? Carrot top? Its on Alex" Noah fumes, returning to the table.

I laugh at them before chugging my drink, feeling way too sober to be around everyone right now.

"Slow down buttercup" Charlie says, pulling my cup away from me.

I look at him incredulously and he hands it back before putting his hands up in innocence.

"That's what I thought King" i smirk

A couple of hours into the party, everyone was shit faced, friends invited their friends who then in turn invited their friends.

It was no longer just our school but everyone.

Charlie had mentioned this party to August last night so the entire group had also shown up, driving a few hours just to be here for tonight.

I had spent the last twenty minutes on the dance floor with Iris, seductively dancing with one another captivating the attention of all the near by boys.

We were both so drunk at this point, swaying in each others arms.

"You seem much happier lately, I love to see it!" Iris shouted into my ear.

I smile and shout something back before deciding it's time for me to grab another drink.

I make my way back towards the kitchen, seeing both Charlie and Alex go head to head at a round of beer pong,

I swear thats all they do at these parties.

With how often they play, you'd think they'd be much better at it.

After doing a few shots with the boys in the kitchen and grabbing myself a drink, I stand to the side of the table so i could watch the last few moments of their game before i steal Charlie away.

Both Charlie and Alex were down to their last cups when the table was crushed under the weight of two guys in the midst of a fight.

Like lightning, everyone formed a circle around the fight, capturing Charlie, Alex and I in the centre of it. A brave soul steps out of the crowd and in front of me trying to film the fight on their phone but they swiftly get pushed back into the crowd by Alex. When my view finally becomes unobstructed, my eyes land on Charlie, who doesn't seem all too bothered by what's happening, despite his dinning room table being fucked.

In fact he's not paying attention to the fight at all.

When one of two goes limp that's when I really start to pay attention.

Shit.

The limp body was August.

I try shouting for Charlie but it's no use, he's on the other side of the broken table.

Between crowd that was too busy filming or chanting them on and the sound of brutal skin on skin contact, Charlie couldn't hear me.

That and he was probably just as drunk as I am right now.

Taking matters into my own hands, i yank on the arm of the guy on top, he spins to look at me and I realise it's Connor.

"The cops are going to get called!" I yell over the music as i sloppily shove him away from August's body.

He snarls at the sight of me "fuck off" I could smell the alcohol on his breath and even with the dim lights, I could see his pupils dilated. Connor rips his arm out of my grasp making me stumble a little and this was all it took for Charlie to launch himself over the table which held our injured friend, only to grab Connor by the neck.

Within seconds, Charlie has him pinned against the wall, landing uppercut after upper cut to Connor's jaw and face. Blood stains both their skin, the floor and the wall.

It looked like a massacre.

I hesitate for a moment, looking over towards August who was currently being helped up by Sam and Alex.

At least he was on his feet again.

When I look back towards Charlie and Connor, i see Charlie being pulled away, not enough to fully take him out of the situation but only enough so it allows Connor the opportunity to land a punch to Charlie's nose.

I recoil at the crunch but it doesn't even phase him as he's back to throwing his own punches again.

Charlie pulls Connor off the wall and trips him with his own foot, ultimately landing Connor on the floor on his back, knocking the wind out of his lungs.

Charlie continues his assault and it looks like Connor's not even breathing anymore.

Ive already learnt my lesson but this was getting out of control, even for me, despite how much I wanted Connor to hurt.

Trying to intervene, I crouch down beside Charlie, shouting at his name repeatedly. Blacked out in a drunken fit of rage, he didn't realise i was there because he swung his arm back to land another punch, his elbow connects with my face, the sheer force of it knocks me backwards onto my back and i can feel the blood trickle from my nose and my vision become a little dotted, but through the black dots i can see Charlie hovering above me and the glazed look in his eyes lessens as he realises I'm hurt. Or at least look hurt.

"I'm so fucking sorry munchkin" his features had softened massively and he looked truly guilty. Charlie scooped me up bridal style, still slightly disoriented by the bright lights of the cameras as the bystanders watched the scenes before them unfold.

"Are you okay? I didn't see you there, fuck I hope I didn't break your nose" he rambled on, sounding incredibly sorry.

Instead of replying i cracked a huge grin and wiped at my nose a little with the back of my hand.

The crowd had dispersed when they had seen the look on Charlie's face, leaving a few just hanging around with drinks in hand as they swayed to the on going music.

"Lets get you cleaned up, theres blood all over your face munch" he says looking down on me.

"What, is it not attractive?" I smirk

"I'm more concerned about the fact that you don't seem in pain at all" he says, carrying me through the crowd and to a near by bathroom, giving those who gave me weird looks one of his infamous scowls back, one that made them look away immediately.

We passed by Noah who looked simply perplexed but i gave him a wry smile and a wink, reaching my arm out and taking the beer bottle from his hand as we pass.

The bathroom was large and white. Filled with glossy surfaces and expensive hand towels that are easy to stain with the blood that's still slowly trickling from my nose.

Looking in the mirror, it's not wonder i was receiving the looks i did from everyon, my face had a mix of dry and wet blood staining it across my mouth, chin and little of my cheek, which continued to flow on my neck and a few drops darkened on my already red dress.

"Fucking hell i look terrible" i laugh, taking a swig from the beer bottle and begin looking at myself in my snapchat camera.

"Well you're a lot hotter than most of the people i punch" Charlie takes a wash cloth, running it under water before wringing it out.

I film Charlie and he gives the camera one of his breath taking smiles before I turn the camera on myself and give it a bloody teeth filled smile.

Definitely going to posted to the spam account.

"I know" taking another sip from the bottle, offering some to Charlie but he shakes his head and begins dabbing at the blood on my chin.

I sling my arm over Charlie and begin taking more photos of us in the mirror and Charlie actually seems to be in a good mood as he gives me smiles, and winks to the camera, something we rarely do lately.

"You take so many photos" he laughs and begins wiping more blood from my face.

"You should know this by now Charlie" i smile.

"You'll have to send me those photos once we get you all cleaned up munch"

"Maybe, i might just keep them for myself" i smile.

"Is that so?" Charlie quirks an eyebrow up at me, leaning in closer.

I look up into his eyes and bring my face slightly closer to his, just enough so that the tips of our noses are touching ever so lightly.

Both Charlie and I's eyes flutter close moments before the bathroom door swings open, making me drop my phone onto the marble tiles as Charlie and i pull apart.

"You guys theres ca- woah woah woah, what was happening here?"Noah asks with a suggestive smile.

"Nothing" Charlie practically growls at him.

"I just wanted to tell you there was cake" Noah says, holding his hands up in surrender.

"I could go for some cake" I shrug, sliding off the counter before stepping around both Charlie and Noah.

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AN:

I hope you guys like this chapter :)

I like to think it plays an important part of setting up the following chapters.

Also this book is quickly coming to an end. I think theres maybe five or six more chapters and then it's over :(

Also does anyone ever feel like just posting to reddit, like true off my chest or something? Because i swear each day I'm getting closer to doing it and that's how i know I'm losing my mind. Reddit posting is a cry for help no matter how fun the stories are to read.