𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

Butterflies dance in my stomach as I kiss him, but this time I started it. And i've never been prouder of myself.
I pull away, and I wish I never had to "No more questions. I missed you so much, Walker"
Then he pulls me closer and I melt into his touch, missing the familiarity of it from when he last kissed me, and i've wished for it to happen every minute since "I missed you more, Char"
My heartbeat goes rapid at the returning nickname. I tilt my head down again, smiling, and he repeats his actions, tilting my chin up. I'm practically beaming looking at him. My Walker missed me. I find it crazy, but the returning comfort just comes easy to us again. My Walker, my Walker. Saying his name makes me happy.
So I say my thoughts aloud to him
"Oh? My Walker missed me" I recite from my head.
"So did my Char" He smiles.

My face goes pink. My Char. 𝘔𝘺 Char. He called me his Char, just like he's my Walker.
"So, what now?" I ask, beaming.
"I have one last question of my own" Walker looks down at me, and I'm struggling to breath properly.
"Tell me!" I'm so giddy for some reason, like us making up has given me all the light that the sun gives us.
"Can I be your boyfriend?" He doesn't stutter as I gape at him.
"Only if I can be your girlfriend" I giggle.
"Always, Char" He kisses me again, and when he pulls away I smile at him.
"I'm honoured" I bite my bottom lip so I don't laugh.
"My Char" He mutters.
"My Walker" I mutter back.

My bed has never felt like a last resort, like a place I don't want to be, but all I want is to be back with Walker. I came home because I felt like staying was bad luck after our... chat. I sigh deeply before pulling my phone out.

I text Chris.

CHRISSSS 🔥🔥

you:
no more fighting
me and walker are ok now

CHRISSSS 🔥🔥:
finally
goodness
i was waiting long enough

you:
shut up

CHRISSSS 🔥🔥:
fineeeee

you:
bahahahahah
💙

Charlotte thought about him. He was her boyfriend now. The thought made her giddy.