Warning: there are lemons in this chapter.

As we pulled into Charlie's driveway I noticed there was another car here. I chose not to question it, thinking that it was Charlie's mom, but I was very, very wrong... We walked into his house where I was greeted by his dog, Brady.

"I haven't seen you in ages! Biggie misses you so much!" I said as Brady jumped up and down my legs. I walked into the kitchen when I realised whose car was in Charlie's driveway... It was my enemy, Hailee Stenfeild. I've hated her ever since she told me she liked Charlie, I'm not jealous or anything! I just... hate her.

"Meghan! It's been so long since I've seen you!" She exclaimed as she pulled me in for a hug, hasn't been long enough I thought to myself.

"Hailee, what are you doing here?" Charlie asked

"Well... there's something I need to confess..."

Charlie and I looked at each other, we knew she was going to say she liked him, I had to stop her! But how?

"Look Hailee, I really don't have time right now. Its late, you should get home" Charlie insisted, leading her to the door. I looked up at the clock and it was already 8:00, I waited until Charlie came back into the kitchen and eventually he did. I took my beanie off and put it on the counter... Okay, this is awkward; we're just staring at each other... SAY SOMETHING MEGHAN! I shouted in my head, but luckily Charlie broke the silence

"Look Meghan, the reason why I wanted you to come back to my place is because I wanted to tell you something..." He said finally, I stared at him with confusion on my face but I don't think that was helping him.

"When we were at the Marvin Gaye shoot and we kissed I felt something..." He continued
"Like my lips?" I interrupted jokingly

"No, something deeper than that... I like you Meghan... I really like you"

My eyes widened in shock, I was speechless. Finally after a few shockful moments I found my voice.
"But... In that interview... You said you weren't attracted to me"

"Yes, I know, but i only said that for the camera"

We both stayed dead silent. I could tell by the look on his face he wanted me to say if I liked him or not, but I couldn't bring myself to do it so instead I leaned in quickly for a kiss. He kissed me back and as he did he slowly slid his tongue into my mouth. I jumped onto him, wrapping my legs tightly round his waist, he put he's arms under my legs to support me and started carrying me up the stairs.

This is when he started getting rough, he kicked open his bedroom door and laid me on the bed. He took his shirt off and kissed me again, I grabbed his neck and ran my fingers through his hair as he's hands trailed up my jumper and onto my boobs, he only gave them a quick squeeze before pulling his hands out again and lifting my jumper completely off. He started squeezing my boobs lightly again but I didn't give in, i didn't want to moan yet, I wanted him to want it.

I lifted my hands out of his hair and onto the ends of both of my braids; I pulled the hair ties out and moved my hands down to his jeans. As I started to pull down the zip I could feel him digging under my back to find the clips so he could undo my bra, I got on top of him and unclipped my bra for him. I pulled my straps down and through my bra in the other direction; he smirked at me and started squeezing them again, but this time harder. I couldn't do it anymore, I gave in and gave him a big moan that I had been trying to keep in from the start. If he was going to start getting rough, then I was too. I pulled his pants off him and he pulled my leggings off me, he got back on top of me and removed his underwear and then mine.

He looked at me as if to ask "Are you sure you wanna do this?" I nodded at him and he slowly started to push it in, I started moaning passionately as he pushed it in further. Once it was completely in he started to go in and out, the faster he went the more i moaned. Eventually, he said the 6 words I've always dreamed of him saying to me...

"Meghan, I think I'm gonna cum" He moaned. We kept going until eventually, he did. Of course other guys have came in my before but for some reason, this felt different in an amazing way...

After that we kept doing it until about 4:00 in the morning. Finally when it was over I laid cuddled up to Charlie, he thought I thought he was asleep but i knew he was awake. He was looking at the clock, I leaned over his shoulder so I could see it too and just then i had a brilliant idea

"Just like they say in the song..." I started singing quietly to Charlie, I left the rest for him to sing, which he did.

"Until the dawn" and then perfectly in tune, we both finished the song

"Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on..."