AN: Since I don't have any classes or meetings today, I was able to update twice :) So here's another chapter for you all! Thanks for all your support on this story, it means a LOT.

DamnYouPeopleWithCoolUserNames: Yep, there's going to be so much drama in this chapter! I think you'll like it :)


Charlie couldn't believe it. "W-what?!" he exclaimed. "How did you and Ms. Beauregarde-"

"Turns out she liked me when she visited the factory," Wonka said.

Charlie's heart broke. "Do you like her?"

"I..." Wonka seemed to hesitate. "She's a nice woman."

A lump formed in Charlie's throat. "Oh."

"So will you come have dinner with us? We'd - I'd - love to have you." Wonka seemed almost shy.

Charlie sighed. He probably didn't have a chance to be in a romantic relationship with Wonka, but even with a broken heart, he didn't want to be without him again. So he forced a smile and said, "Sure, I'll come." But he took a step back from Wonka, apparently having misread the meaning of their closeness. Wonka didn't feel the same about him.

"Great!" Charlie forced himself not to cry. "I'll see you tonight?"

"Yes."


Charlie stood in front of the factory with Mike at six that night. "Are you nervous?" he asked his friend.

"About what?" Mike asked.

"Violet's in there."

"And?" Mike rolled his eyes. "We're not dating, Charlie."

"I never said you were."

Mike blushed. "You implied it!"

The door of the factory opened, and Wonka appeared. Charlie looked down, his heart still aching.

"Hello, boys." A pause. "Charlie."

"Charlie," Mike hissed, elbowing him softly.

"Ow - er, hi Mr. Wonka." Ms. Beauregarde stood next to him. "Ms. Beauregarde."

"It's good to see you again, Charlie," she said. "You too, Mike. I know Violet will be happy to see you."

Charlie laughed at Mike's obvious embarrassment. "So...steak's for dinner," Wonka informed them as they went inside to the fancy dining room. It had a chocolate fountain in it, which Charlie knew would be surrounded by various desserts later, such as strawberries, apple slices, brownies...He could already feel his mouth watering.

He sat beside Wonka during dinner, and piled food onto his plate. Charlie was starving after their long day of challenges. Was that really just this morning that he first saw Wonka sitting in that chair? It felt like ages ago.

"So, while we're all here..." Mike set down his fork. "Violet, I want to ask you something." He seemed really nervous.

"Okay."

"All right, here goes...Violet will you go out with me?" Mike was definitely sweating now.

Charlie had never seen Violet smile like she did. "Yes! Yes, I'll go out with you!"

Charlie was happy for them, but he also felt lonely and wished he had someone. Well, not just anyone. He looked at Wonka, who smiled at him and reached for his hand. Charlie's heart sped up and he squeezed Wonka's hand.

Dinner went well the rest of the night. They talked and Charlie was friendly to Violet's mom, but he had to admit he didn't like her too much. He wondered what Wonka saw in her.

Dessert passed and Charlie and Wonka went into the chocolate room for some alone time. They walked in silence beside the river for a while, occasionally eating some of the candy off the trees or bushes. "Everything okay, Charlie? You seemed quite upset in there."

"I did?" Charlie thought he'd done a good job of hiding his feelings. Apparently not. "I...I am, a little."

"What's wrong? You can tell me, 'kay?"

Charlie realized he'd been holding in his tears all night and they finally spilled over. "Don't you get it? I love you!" Wonka looked startled. "I loved you when I used to live with you, since the day I met you! Even before I met you! I've always loved you, and you chose Violet's mom instead."

"Chose her...oh." If Charlie thought Wonka looked surprised before, now he'd shocked him completely.

Wonka's face was blurry in front of him. Still, Charlie stepped forward and bravely found the other man's mouth with his own. He felt Wonka gasp and Charlie wrapped his arms around his waist, their lips crushed together in a heated kiss. The feeling of Wonka's body against his own was amazing. And his lips...his lips were so soft, and warm...and he tasted like chocolate...

Their kiss lasted a few moments before Charlie realized what he was doing and gasped, pulling back. "Mr. Wonka, I - I'm so sorry..." He stepped back and then turned around and fled the room quickly.

"Charlie!" Wonka called, but it was too late. He stared after the young man, devastated that they were fighting again, after such an effort to be close like they used to be. His heart racing from the kiss, he knew things would be awkward tomorrow during the challenges. he didn't know was that his girlfriend had seen everything.


AN: Hahaha another cliffhanger! Wow, these are really fun to write. Hope you liked the chapter and updates soon! :)