Chapter 4

The next day went so slowly it was unreal. The minutes crawled by, and I decided to make myself productive. The smallest room, I had decided, was to become my art studio. There was room for a stereo and an easel, and that was pretty much all I needed most of the time. I found the stereo in a box in my room, and took it to the studio. The easel was already in there, as it had had to be transported separately, as it was too big to fit in the van with all my other stuff. I plugged the stereo in, pressed play, and listened to the first thing that happened to be in there, which was my 'This is Me' CD. I got my laptop, and brought up a picture of Charlie. I was going to paint him.

The hours passed while I painted that exquisite face. I spent extra care when I was painting his hair and his mole, as they are the most distinctive things about him apart from his smile. At around half 5 there was a knock at the door. That was when I realised that I hadn't eaten anything for the whole day. I grabbed some crisps out of the crisp box and opened the door, just as I noticed you can see into the studio from the door.

'Hi Charlie!' I said, as a familiar be-moled face greeted me.

'Hey Lily.' He glanced behind me and I knew he had seen it. The music was still playing in the studio, and it was on 'A Song About Love'. I had been painting his face while he was singing about love. This wasn't suspicious at all. 'What's that? Is that.. Is that me? And that's my music.. I didn't realise you were that much of a fangirl.' He said with a small chuckle, his eyes lighting up with mild disbelief. 'Let me have a look then.' He said, pushing past me.

'It's amazing!' he exclaimed with a huge smile on his face, betraying his dimples to me for the first time in person. 'I can't wait to see it when it's finished.' His eyes moved to the rather large patch of TARDIS blue in my hair. 'I was gonna ask you about that, is it TARDIS blue on purpose?'

'Of course!' I replied with a smirk, pulling Charlie in to me. I looked into his sky blue eyes, his locking onto mine.

'Well I think it's beautiful. You're beautiful, Lily.' Charlie said, his face beaming with adoration. He knows that I don't think it myself. I hate how I look, it's why I change it so often. I'm fat, short, the opposite of Charlie, who is, gorgeous. If there was a male version of beautiful, then that would be him. I kicked the door shut, and pulled him into the beanbag in the corner. We sat like that, looking into each other's eyes for ages, it must have been nearly half an hour, when he finally pulled my face towards his and our lips met. We kissed for what felt like hours, losing ourselves in each other's passion. Soon it reached a natural end and we just lay there in each other's embrace. Our arms were intertwined on the beanbag, nestled in the tiny space between us.

'Lily.' Charlie spoke softly but seriously, and I turned my face so it was perfectly in line with his. He looked from eye to eye and smiled as he said, 'I've never felt this way about anyone before. I think.. I think I love you Lily.' He looked as though a huge weight had been lifted off his chest, and allowed a wide smile to appear on his face.

'I love you too Charlie. I thought it was just my fangirl crush, but I don't know what I would do without you now.' He glanced at his phone, checking the time.

'Oh crap, I better go. It's half four, and I don't know about you, but I haven't eaten anything today.'

'Well that's okay, I haven't eaten anything either. Do you want to go out somewhere? I probably won't have enough money for the both of us though..' I said this sheepishly, I didn't want to seem like I was exploiting his YouTube fortune.

'You know what Lily? That sounds perfect. Don't bother bringing any money, its fine. I'll just go home and get changed, come over in about half an hour?' His face contorted to this beautiful expression somewhere between joyful and enquiring.

'That sounds just amazing.' I said as we stood up and began walking towards the front door. 'See you in 30!' I smiled and he took me in his arms for one last embrace.

'I love you.' He whispered into my ear as he stepped out of the front door into the road. Then it hit him. The van. Speeding in a 30, he didn't have time to stop when Charlie walked into the road.