AN: I don't own Dead Poets Society no matter how much I want to (especially Charlie ;) ) Please R&R :D Enjoy :D
Charlie Dalton/Knox Overstreet- Inspired by Go your own way by Fleetwood Mac
Charlie sighed loudly, he was sat alone at an empty table in a large town hall. The walls were covered with tacky hearts and the cliché tune of puppy love was blaring out of the speakers and sickening couples swayed on the dance floor. One couple in particular caught his eye Knox Overstreet and Chris Noel were dancing in the centre of the dance floor, Knox was looking into Chris' eyes looking dazed and love struck. It had been 2 months and she still hadn't given in and said yes to his many pleas for her to date him. The poor bastard was already head over heels, Knox had been in love with Chris since he first set eyes on her at the Danburry 's. Charlie wanted to be happy for his friend but he couldn't help feeling a slight pang of pain at the thought of the couples possible relationship. Why couldn't that be him? Charlie always told himself that he only wanted someone to look at him like Knox looked at Chris, but it was moments like this in which he had to face the truth. That he didn't want someone to love him LIKE Knox loved Chris he wanted KNOX to love him the way he loved Chris.
It was then that a rather large and very drunk football player everyone called Bubba sat down next to Charlie and slurred " Too bad bro," while patting him on the back.
"Too bad what?" Charlie asked, wondering why this guy was inflicting his drunk rambling on a stranger.
"Too bad that Chris and Overstreet are together," Bubba replied laughing slightly. When Charlie did not reply Bubba continued. "Don't deny it man. How long have you been in love with her?"
"Excuse me!" Charlie splutter, choking on his punch.
"You heard me, how long have you been in love with Chris?" Bubba jeered clearly believing he had Charlie figured out. Charlie laughed uncomfortably rubbing his neck "I am not in love with Chris Noel" he replied avoiding all eye contact with Bubba.
"Ok dude keep denying it it's your life." he said as he left Charlie to go and get another beer.
After a few more minutes of watching Chris and Knox awkwardly dance he got up from his seat and headed to the bar, hoping that a neat whiskey may get rid of the bitter taste in his mouth.