For clubbing a couple of nights later, I decided to wear a grey-purple dress. It was sort of short, but because I was wearing tights, I could deal with it. I had black high heels to go with the dress, and straightened my hair.
Michael was coming tonight, as he wanted to go clubbing with the Girls, so I let him. Because I didn't want him to feel out of it, as he was my Boyfriend. Dinner had gone well, and he had been good for the past few days; not going mad, or getting crazily jealous or anything.
However, I did guess that that was just because he was coming with us tonight though, because I had the strangest feeling that I was right about that. But oh well, that was Michael for you; I was used to him, by now.
I was shocked when Rachael had rung me earlier. Tasha had gotten attacked by that creep Phil a few days ago, who had now been sacked, and luckily arrested. Thank god for that, the bloody creep. I thought he sounded a bit weird when Tasha mentioned about him.
I had phoned up about JLS, and the manager answered. He said he would get to speak to JLS as soon as he could, so that looked good.
As soon as I was around Tasha's with Michael, I ran out of the car, into the house, and into the living room, to find Tasha. Thank god, that she looked alright, bless her.
''Are you okay?'' I asked her, hugging her to me anxiously. I sounded like her Mother today, but that was only because I was so worried about her.
''I'm fine now, how are you?''
''I'm fine, but I'm more worried about you. Are you sure that you're okay?'' I asked her; pulling away to look at her properly.
''I'm fine, he's got charged, so I'm over the moon.'' She admitted, smiling at me. She looked happy, but god, it was a big thing to go through. If that ever happened to me…well, I didn't even want to go there.
''Are you sure?'' I asked her again. She rolled her eyes, as if this was some big joke. This was fucking serious, and she was taking it as a joke!
''Leave the poor Girl alone Charlie, she said she's fine, so leave it.'' Michael asked me, as he walked into the living room.
''No Michael, a lot more stuff could have happened to her!'' I shouted at him, glaring at him, before going back to Tasha. Trust Michael not to take this serious either; he never did when it came to my friends. But I couldn't blame him for that; that was just him.
''Charlie please, I'm fine, just let it go. I just want to forget it now.'' She admitted, trying to smile at me. I took a deep breath and nodded in response. Today I needed to be calm for her; thank god for that cigarette that I had had twenty minutes ago.
''Okay, so what did you do today then?''
''Not a lot, just clean. I can't wait to get back to work.''
I gasped as she said that; she couldn't really be thinking about going to work after what had happened there, even if he did get arrested!
''You can't go back there!''
''I can and I will; I'm not packing my job in for him. I love that job, and it's like getting you to stop writing!''
Well when she put it like that…writing was my life.
''Oh true, that would be hard.'' I admitted, laughing.
''See!'' she grinned back.
It wasn't long for the kitchen to turn back to twilight, and the guys though, and I simply had to ask about Kellan and Tasha.
''So how's things with you and Kellan?'' I asked Tasha, grinning.
''Okay thanks, I phoned him up today.'' Her face was gleaming, and so happy when she mentioned Kellan, bless her.
''You're going out with Kellan Lutz from that film…what's it called…''
''Twilight!'' Me and Tasha said together, as Michael asked, making us both giggle. We knew this off by heart, and I had loved Robert before twilight too.
''So what's he like in person then?'' Michael asked her, trying to sound interested. I rolled my eyes in response, as he couldn't see it.
''Like any other person.'' She answered him, not prepared to give too much away to him. Good on her, I thought. It was their business and their business only.
''Well you'll have to call me when he next here.'' For fuck sake, I wish Michael would shut it in times like this. I mean he didn't know anything about twilight, and there really was no point in trying to find out.
''Well he's going to be here for Kirsty's birthday.'' Tasha replied.
''No way, I bet Robert Pattin going to be here.''
I turned around sharply with a sigh. ''His name is Robert Pattinson, not Pattin!'' I warned him, making sure that he got it right. God, Michael could piss me off sometimes. This was what he got when he tried to take an interest in twilight, or anything to do with Robert Pattinson.
''Sorry babes,'' he whispered, as his right hand found my left hand. I rolled my eyes again, and looked back to Tasha. We grinned at each other in response to Michael's interference. I loved him of course, but he didn't have to bother trying to take an interest, because he couldn't do it.
We started to get pissed, and even Michael had lots to drink with Rachael giving him a double vodka when he wasn't looking. I gave her my warning look; not sure that this was a good idea, but she just rolled her eyes at me.
The more Michael got drunk though, the more funny he was, and actually let himself have fun. He kept kissing me though, which of course I didn't mind, but I found was quite embarrassing. I kept giggling, and blushing.
I had to admit though that I was slightly disappointed when he said that he wanted to come over all the time now. Because I couldn't help but admit to myself that I knew that Michael would be in the way when the guys came over, but I wouldn't admit that to anyone else as it was so selfish of me, and I felt guilty as soon as I had thought it.
Rachael dared Michael to take his clothes off, and he did, after throwing them at me. And I went completely and utterly red. I took a film of it, as he ran down the road, still bright red in response to his dare.
At the end of the night, I had to drag Michael to the spare room, and take his clothes off for him, to go to sleep, because he was that drunk. He just lay on the bed, groaning to himself, and making me laugh even more.
***
Michael was up earlier than me in the morning, but he came back up, with a sore head, bless him. Now he knew what it was like to get pissed with the Girls on a regular basis.
''My head's spinning, babe,'' he admitted, as he groaned. He put his hand to his forehead, and groaned again.
''Bless you,'' I replied, giggling, before leaning over on the bed, and kneeling in front of him. I took his face securely in my hands, and kissed him, and instantly took his mind off of him. Good, because I knew what it was like to have a sour head; it fucking hurt.
We went home after we finally got up to get ready for tonight; Michael wanted to go clubbing with them, as he thought he was part of the 'group' now. Bless him, he was trying so hard to fit in with my friends, to make me happy, and it was working…well, the making me happy bit anyway, ha!
Rachael admitted that she was going to ring Jackson on the way home, and asked if I wanted to ring Rob. But I didn't think it was a very good idea for some reason with Michael being here, although I did admit that he was still my favorite sex-god.
We got a taxi back to Tasha's again, whilst a drunken Michael put his arm around me. Bless him; he was so funny when he was drunk. And I did wish that he could be more like this; happy instead of pissed off.
She rang Jackson on the way home and started singing buttons by the Pussycat Dolls to him. And by the sounds of it, he was getting into it too, god! And it was on speaker phone too, so we could hear him telling her to carry on.
We heard Kellan and Robert in the background now.
''Are you talking to Tasha?''
''Are you talking to Charlie?''
We heard them both ask at the same time, and I couldn't help but exchange and swap smiles with Tasha as I heard Rob's gorgeous, London accent. Yes, he truly was my sex-god.
''No, its Rach, they are on their way home!'' We heard Jackson replying to Kellan and Robert. We heard some moving in the background, and then Jackson shouting for the phone back, before Robert came on the phone.
''So where you Girls been?'' I gasped, and screamed quietly as I heard Rob's husky, very drunk sounding voice. God, he sounded so gorgeous, and now I was dying to see him again. I absolutely loved his accent, but being actually able to be in the same room as him was just like…something else. It was heaven.
''Umm out; why don't you trust us?'' Rachael asked him playfully, before giggling.
''No, I just think that's it's a bit quiet in that taxi; where's Charlie?'' I couldn't help but grin as he asked for me. God, bless him.
My heart was already hammering far too loudly in my chest in response to him just asking for me. God, this sex god had a bad effect on me!
''Yeah she is, why; do you want to talk to her?'' Rachael asked him, ignoring me trying to silently gesture her with my hands not to say that. But it was too late; however, luckily, Michael was asleep…and snoring far too loudly.
''Well urm…yeah, get her on then; Kellan's punching my arm here, because he wants to talk to Tasha.'' He admitted, making me laugh. God, bless him, he didn't need to be beat up! He was too sweet.
Excitement filled my veins as Rachael passed the phone over to me, as I knew that I would finally get to speak to him again. It felt too long in my opinion, even though it had only been a few days. But he was my hero after all, and my very best friend; nothing else.
''Hello?'' Rob shouted as soon as I had gotten the phone.
''Rob, why are you shouting?'' I asked him giggling, but half-worried about Michael waking up, and finding out about this.
''Am I?'' He asked me, as though he didn't know he was, bless him. ''Oh sorry,'' he apologized, making me giggle again. I couldn't help it; I felt all nervous and excited at the same time, to be talking to Rob.
''Come on Rob, you're taking forever!'' Kellan complained, making me annoyed. He had only just got on here, and I wasn going to let him go that easily!
''You'll just have to wait!'' Rob shouted at him-sounding as annoyed as I felt-which made me giggle. I knew how he felt, as he really had just got on the bloody phone.
''So how is my twilight bud?'' Rob asked me, sounding calmer again instantly, and making me go red automatically.
''What the hell is that? Have you two got a secret code or something?'' We heard Kellan ask curiously, making us all giggle. God, he didn't even know what it meant! Bless Kellan, he was so sweet, but Rob was sweeter, obviously.
''Rob, why did you just say that, thanks!'' I laughed awkwardly; knowing that I was still boiling red in embarrassment.
''Umm, because you are,'' he replied, because it was true. I was the first, official twilight fan, Rachael was second, Tasha was third, and Kirsty was last; because that was the way we discovered twilight. Tasha hadn't believed me at first when I told her how good twilight was.
But she loved it when she read the book, and she absolutely loved Kellan Lutz who played Emmet; who was now, her Boyfriend, bless her.
''Charlie has anyone told you that you are one in a million, and I am so happy that you're my friend?'' Rob asked me, making me gasp in shock. I went bright red again, and giggled uncontrollably, while my heart broke up into a sprint, after stopping for like…half a second.
He really had said that, and now I could have just cried from the happiness, no joke! God, that meant the actual fucking world to me!
''Why are you laughing, have I embarrassed you?'' He asked me playfully, taking the piss, as he laughed as-well.
''No, don't be silly!'' I lied; knowing that I was still bright red. God, I couldn't wait to see him even more now, after that. That was such a sweet thing to say, bless him, and at this moment, I very much thanked alcohol because he sounded so pissed, and he had said it.
''One minute Kellan, Tasha's not going anywhere,'' I heard Rob say to Kellan in the background as he complained about wanting to talk to Tasha. We all laughed in response, and waited as it went silent for a minute.
''Well I've got to go Charlie, I'll see you very soon, darling; oh, looking into your big, brown eyes; hell yeah!'' I gasped again, and almost screamed with the joy I felt at hearing him actually say that to me.
I mean obviously he probably didn't know what he was saying, half-of-it anyway, because he was so pissed, but it made me happy anyway.
''Rob, I'll see you soon.'' I promised; still bright red. God, I really could die a happy woman right now; no joke.
Kellan didn't get to speak to Tasha, bless him, as Jackson nicked the phone back from Rob, and began to talk to Rachael again. When we got to Tasha's though, Rachael put the phone down, after saying goodbye to Jackson three hundred times.
I struggled to get a very pissed and snoring Michael out of the taxi, so the Girls helped me, thank god. Michael wasn't fat at all-he was quite slim actually-but he was well-built too. In fact, I was sure that he was as well-built as Kellan as was.
They helped me to take him up the stairs, and lay him on the bed, before the Girls planned to get pissed downstairs.
''Are you coming, Charlie?'' Tasha asked me, smiling at me. I had to admit that although snuggling up to Michael was a very inviting offer; there was something that I wanted to do first. So, I planned to do that first.
''Of course,'' I whispered back, grinning back at her, as I left the spare room, with them. We all went downstairs, and Rachael made us a fruit punch, like she had a few days ago, when the twilight guys were all here.
Ah, I missed my twilight bud…which reminded me about the one thing that I had wanted to do first off, before I went to sleep. I got out my phone while the Girls made the fruit punch, and opened up a text message.
Hiya, it's Charlie; I know you're pissed, but I just wanted to see if you'd get this message. And I also wanted to know if you were coming to Kirsty's birthday. Sorry, I was curious.
Charlie. (Of course: P)
I sent it to the number that I wanted…Rosie. It was so naughty, but I couldn't help but text him; as I wanted to hear what he would say, especially after he had called me darling, that was so unlike him…or so I thought.
My phone buzzed, and I got it out of my bag as soon as it had begun ringing. I knew I was too eager, but it was fun when people were drunk; you got more out of people when they were drunk, which is exactly what I wanted right now.
Chgarlie, I'm sooo glad you called; it's gud to hear your voice.
Ha-ha, you kmnow what I mean.
Yers, I anm goingh to Kirstyss; I carnt wait to see you therde darling.
Ooh, there was that word again; darling. It gave me tingles of excitement at just the simple term, but it was a good thing that I knew what he was going on about. His drunken slurs were funny, but a little hard to understand. However, I knew what he was going on about, bless him.
I decided to leave him alone though then, in-case I did say something I regret, and because he sounded so pissed, and he was probably having fun.
I went to sleep after a few more drinks, because I thought that it would be best…and the Girls were starting to ask questions about my texting.
I had to admit that I did miss Rob, a little, but that was just because he was my hero…well besides the fact that I actually fancied the pants off of him, that was…
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