I spent most of the night talking to Rob on the phone, about anything really. We were just talking about casual things, like favourite music, and stuff. I had admitted to him how much I liked his music, but he wasn't embarrassed by that, thank god.
When I got up in the morning, I told Rachael all about it, and she was obsessed by the thought that Rob had the hots for me. Which of course, was definitely not true. He didn't have the hots for me at all; we were just mates.
And I could safely say-despite the fact that I couldn't really deny that I fancied him a little bit, because I had for years-that I was happy about us being friends. It was so much more better than anything I could have asked for.
I had put on a black and blue striped dress, which was quite pretty, but was a little short, but Rachael had promised me that it looked fine on me. We went out shopping then with everyone, with Rachael commenting about why Tasha wanted to go shopping for.
Because Rachael had got it into her head that Tasha already wanted to dress up for Adam, even though they had been only dating for a matter of a few days. It was something that Rachael would do for Jackson, but god!
''I wonder why you want to go shopping for Tasha.'' Rachael smirked at her. I laughed along with Rachael, because I knew what Rachael meant by that. She meant that Tasha would be dressing up for her new Boyfriend.
God, they had only been going out with each other for a few days! But that was just Rachael, and how she was, bless her. Tasha rolled her eyes in response, understanding what Rachael meant by that.
''Rachael! Honestly I've only been going out with him for a matter of a few days!'' Tasha disagreed with her, replying to Rachael's statement. Rachael laughed again in response, delightfully happy as she got her mobile out of her jean pocket and began texting.
I had my money down on it being Jackson. The cheeky 'mare had rubbed it in our faces, telling us that they had been texting each other ever since the very first night that we had met the Guys. And speaking of texting…
I was sure that Rob had been flirting with me a little bit last night, just a little bit when we were on the phone. Not a lot, but it was enough for me to notice it, even though he had told me that we were friends. But I had already successfully convinced myself that it was all in my head. I mean I had been dreaming about this Guy since I was like fifteen, so it was an easy mistake to make when you fancy someone so much, right?
Rachael didn't seem to think so. Since this morning, she had been trying to make me believe that Rob had the hots for me, but of course I knew better. This was Rob, the Guy who was supposed to be getting ever closer to his co-star of his new film that he was working on as-well as Kerry the Ex.
Of course I still felt a little jealous. I would be lying if I said that I wasn't. But it was seriously not right. I always got this…crazy, painful jealousy when it came to him. It was irrational; irrational and awful.
I absolutely hated feeling like the way I sometimes did, but I was getting better. Ever since I started college with the Girls a few years ago, back in England, I was getting better slowly. Because I knew that there would never be a Rob and Charlie in the same sentence when talking about dating.
I turned and looked across the road to the Starbucks restaurant. I hadn't been into an American Starbucks yet, and I was so badly dying to get a hot chocolate. I just knew that the Starbucks cafes in America was way better than the cafes in England.
However I couldn't help but gasp and totally froze as I saw the Guy say at the table, next to the window in Starbucks. OH MY FREAKING GOD!
''What is it?'' Tasha asked me confused.
''What's wrong?'' Kirsty asked me worriedly.
''What have you seen that you like in Starbucks then?'' Rachael asked me jokingly, and I rolled my eyes due to the fact that I knew she was on about the people not the service there. But this Guy…he definitely had caught my eye…again.
''That's the College Guy.'' I spelled it out for him, so sure that it was. I had met 'the college Guy' four and a half years ago whilst in college in England. We were always glancing at each other across the hall, but nothing came off it because I was too slow.
He always smiled when I looked his way, but when I was about to go and ask him out, I hadn't seen him about in college anymore. I was so gutted, but I knew that was definitely him. There was no faking him!
He looked a little older, more matured than how he looked a few years ago. In fact, his hair looked a little more curly that it used to be. His face had aged a little bit, but not much, and that same gloriously happy smile was written on his face.
There was no way that I was seeing things. Despite how long I had not seen him, I knew there was no mistaking that face. He was and still looked as cute as hell. I could admit that I was still single, like how I had been for the last five years.
I had had a few dates with Boys, but that didn't include any kissing, no holding hands, no cuddling…nothing. And especially not anything close enough to sleeping together. Embarrassingly so at twenty two, I was still a Virgin.
Great, it was nice to see that to back up the Girls claims of me being 'beautiful' nobody actually wanted me. Yeah right Girls, I was so beautiful yet nobody on this Earth wanted anything to do with me.
Hell yeah. Dead sexy. Not.
''Who's the College Guy?'' Tasha asked me confused. They didn't even remember themselves, but I certainly did. There was no way that I could forget about that hotness.
''Yeah who is the College Guy and where have you been hiding him for all this time?'' Kirsty asked in shock. I knew why though; it was a first to recognize any Guy besides sex god himself of course.
''The College Guy Kirsty; the Guy we always talked about in College. The Guy who kept staring at me across the dinner hall?'' I reminded her. Rachael gasped in shock as the Girls remembered who I was talking about.
''No way!'' Tasha exclaimed in shock.
''That cant be him, surely not!'' Rachael gasped in shock.
''Well it looks just like him. A little bit older looking, more curly hair, but its definitely him.'' I told them, because it was so true. He still looked exactly like the same person I imagined, only a little older looking.
''Well go in there and see if it is.'' Tasha encouraged me, but I flushed red in response to the idea. It was a silly idea, and that was because of one thing; I was far too shy and embarrassed about doing things like that.
I always needed someone with me, making sure that I wasn't making a idiot of myself, like how I always was. And there was also the promise that Kirsty made to me…about getting Nick's number before he left, but being too late. She still owed me, big time!
''Urm…well I cant go on my own! I'll just look like an idiot! Cant someone come with me?'' I begged them.
''Charlie, you like him, so you go for it.'' Kirsty encouraged me, making me huff in response. The Girls knew how shy I was at this sort of thing!
''I cant just go for it, because he'll just think I'm an idiot. Cant you come with me Kirsty? After all you did promise me to help get his number before, but he wasn't at college when he left.'' I reminded her.
''Okay, I'll go with you, but here's the plan; you buy a hot chocolate, I walk you over to him and you do the talking alright?'' She asked me. I nodded in response, as it sounded like a pretty fair deal to me. After all I hadn't been interested in this Guy for years.
''Okay then, and thanks Kirsty!'' I shouted in delight. I couldn't believe that I actually had the chance to meet the Guy I used to fancy again.
''We'll wait for you here Girls.'' Tasha promised us, and we nodded in response.
Kirsty grinned in response, and followed me over to the café. I walked in the star-bucks café first, and threw a look at him. That was definitely College Boy without a doubt. I knew for a fact that it was now.
I looked back quickly because I had always made my staring so obvious back in college and ordered a hot chocolate. I grabbed my drink quickly, and was about to walk back out again before I flashed another look at college Boy before I left.
''Go to the back door.'' Kirsty commanded next to me. I looked back at the back door, which was past college Boy and a the back of the café.
''But that means I have to walk past him!'' I warned her, starting to panic. I wasn't sure that I could actually do it without tripping over my feet or something. But Kirsty just rolled her eyes in response.
''You promised me that you would walk past him and at least try and speak to him so come on. This is what you could need you know Charlie. You spent so long wanting to meet Rob that you hadn't given any Guy a chance.'' She was right; I had been so focused on coming to LA and meeting my sex god that I hadn't given any thought about love, but that's because I hadn't needed to.
Me and Rob may have been talking with each other a bit, but that was nothing. It didn't mean much to him, and I knew that he was probably just having a laugh. I mean…I was just a fan anyway, right?
''You're right.'' I forced myself to agree.
''I mean if this is him-'
''-It is.''
''Then you should give him a chance. See if he wants to get to know you.'' She told me truthfully. I nodded.
''You're right.'' I agreed with her, walking up to him, and feeling my heart hammering in my chest just as he was about to get up…
I gasped in shock as Kirsty pushed me into him at just the right time that he was getting up, and I spilt my hot chocolate all over him. He gasped in pain as the scolding hot chocolate spilt onto his clean black vest making his chest more clearer to see; his muscles clearer for me to see now. I blushed and quickly looked away again.
''Oh my god Kirsty, you are dead!'' I warned her, turning round and glaring at her. But she was already running through the front door. I huffed in response, feeling absolutely livid with her 'helping'.
''Yeah, just you run girl! Wait until I get my hands on you!'' I threatened before turning back round to see College Boy whimpering still in shock as the hot chocolate continued to burn his chest.
He tried to pull the ultra tight vest away from his body to make it stop hurting him as much as the scolding hot chocolate must have been hurting him. ''Ouch…this is just my luck.'' He complained under his breathe.
I took in his amazing London accent, and I knew then that it couldn't be anyone else. His voice was perfect; not too manly sounding or girly sounding; just in the middle. He had an amazingly rough kinda voice, yet it still sounded perfectly velvet and cool.
''Oh, I am so sorry!'' I apologized, hoping that he would forgive me. I doubted that much though after I had spilt steaming hot chocolate down him. I mean, it was just the exact fucking thing that I would do!
Staff was already gathering around him, and a pretty young lady handed him a few wipes for him to use. She fluttered her eyelashes at him, but he was too busy cleaning himself down. I gulped as I awaited my fate from college guy, who would surely tell me to fuck off.
''Hey, that's no biggie! By my standards, it would usually be me that-'' His face darted up, ready to grin at me. But instead, he didn't. His eyes widened in shock as he looked at me, and I was half inspecting him to insult me after I was such an idiot to him.
''Oh my god...you're-you're…college Girl, aren't you?'' He asked in shock, making me shocked too. Did he actually remember who I was? No way!
''Urm…depends what you mean by college Girl.'' I replied, looking back down at the floor and blushing a bright red. ''Are you the College Guy I was checking out five years ago or do you not remember that far back?'' I asked, knowing that I sounded like an idiot, and that he would probably tell me that he didn't know what I was going on about…but he didn't.
''Yeah, in college at The Regional College in Peterborough.'' I gasped in shock, and instantly looked back to him. He was smiling again now, and not just that, but he was smiling at me. It was almost like he had been waiting for me, like I for him.
Like it was fate.
''Oh my god…its actually you! The Guy I checked out at college all that time.''
''And the Girl that I had said to my mates was fit.'' He admitted, making me giggle embarrassedly in response. ''You have a nice laugh.'' He commented, making me blush even more. God, the Guy was such a charmer!
''Sorry…I'm Nick by the way. Nick Sutherland.'' He grinned at me again, using his charm that he had perfectly, and making me giggle again in response.
''Charlie………Charlie Higgins.'' I grimaced as I told him my full name, because I hated my last name. I didn't use my full first name which was Charlotte, because I preferred Charlie, not Charlotte.
''Oh cool…is that like short anything or is it just Charlie?''
''Well my name's Charlotte, but I prefer Charlie.'' I admitted, blushing again once I said my full name. the truth was I thought Charlotte was far too much of a posh name for someone like me to have.
He grinned again, and took my hand to shake. Wow. His hands were the most loveliest hands that I had the pleasure to touch. They were warm, pleasantly so, and strong, but not too strong. Just enough to give the right kind of grip…
''Well its been lovely meeting you Charlie, but I have to go to the studio where I work for dance practice.'' He admitted with a heavy sigh. It seemed as though he didn't want to go, and the truth was that I didn't want him to go yet either.
We had only just started talking to each other, and the more we continued to talk, the more I got to like him.
''So you're still a dancer then? That's really cool.'' I confessed, because I thought that it was. There was nothing embarrassing about a Guy being a Dancer. I thought it was pretty awesome myself.
''Ur yeah…awesome. I'm glad that you think so.'' He agreed with us, giving me a cheeky grin as he spoke. I laughed in response, because he didn't sound too sure about what other people might think to his dancing, but it was nothing to be ashamed off.
He had talent, which was cool, and he must have loved dancing otherwise he wouldn't have been doing it.
''Well…I'll see you around then, yeah?'' I asked him hesitantly, turning to leave.
''Wait!'' He begged, his hand reaching out and stopping me before I had the chance to move elsewhere. I turned back round and looked at him confused.
''Look, I know that I've just met you, but…can I have your number? I wanted to er…well to ask you if er…if you'd go on a date with me sometime?'' he asked me unsure. I smiled in response to his stuttering of words, and nervous way.
''I'd love to.'' I promised him because I did.
''Great, well if you type your number into my phone, I'll ring you later.'' He promised me, even though I didn't think that he really would. I mean Nick was fit, and I mean really fit, and in good shape too, and here was boring, little me.
I keyed in my address too, just in-case things went well. I mean give me a break, I had only had one proper Boyfriend in my life who turned out to be a proper creep, and I was already twenty two.
He grinned as he took his phone back and saw that I had keyed in my address too. ''Cool, I know where that is. It's just around the corner from here, right?''
''Yeah, that's right.'' I agreed.
''Cool,'' he grinned. ''Well I might pop round later and-''
''-No, no, no!'' I interrupted him without thinking. Tonight the twilight cast was round ours to see us again, and I didn't really want to bring anyone round if I was honest, as it was going to be just us tonight.
''It's just that…its going to be me and the Girls tonight…maybe tomorrow. That will be cool.'' I added quickly.
He nodded, going back to grinning. ''Okay cool…well I'll definitely see you around then. I'll give you a text later, is that alright?'' he asked me unsure.
''Yeah, course.'' I replied, smiling back as my blush only got more redder. ''I'll speak to you later then.'' I agreed with him before walking out of the café.
''Yeah bye.'' He said again, and as soon as I was out of the café, and had my back to him, I grinned at the Girls. I ran over to them, and screamed my head off. Literally.
''OH MY GOD GIRLS!!!'' I screamed as Tasha watched me in shock. ''He actually asked me out on a date and everything! And we swapped numbers too!'' I bragged happily. The Girls all laughed, as we started to walk to the shopping centre for Tasha.
''So come on then, give us all the details.'' Tasha begged.
''Yeah you just have to tell us everything darling!'' Rachael confirmed, making me giggle even more.
''Well Kirsty slammed me into him, and I spilt my hot chocolate all over him. THANKS KIRSTY!'' I growled at her.
She laughed and shrugged innocently in response. ''What, you got his number, didn't you?'' She asked me playfully.
''Well actually no, but I'll get to that bit later.'' I told her making Tasha laugh.
''He recognized me as the college girl and…said that he told his mates that he had thought I was fit.'' I added.
Rachael raised here eyebrows and Tasha laughed in response. ''Well,'' Tasha said, sounding in shock. I giggled again.
''He's still a Dancer, and he had to like go and go to the dance studio. Which explains his muscles.'' I added making Tasha laugh in response.
''Charlie, you little minx!'' Rachael replied, making us all laugh again.
''Oh and what? He was well fit!'' I replied, giggling in response to how immature I sounded. I was twenty two and I had never really looked at Guys before, and here I was, checking one out, and calling him 'fit'. But he was.
''So then what happened?'' Tasha asked me curiously. I knew by the sound of her voice that she was just dying to know…and I was dying to tell her.
''Well he asked for my number, and I typed it in his phone for him, as well as my house address. He wanted to come round tonight but I wouldn't let him-''
''-Why not? You should have let him come, it would have been fun!'' Rachael complained. ''We could have gotten him drunk, and well yeah…you two could have er…had a bit of privacy.'' She added making Tasha shake her head in response.
I huffed at her. ''Privacy? What with you around Rachael?'' I joked. She laughed in response to that. ''Well the Guys are coming round tonight aren't' they?'' I reminded him.
''So-'' Tasha began to ask confused, but she was cut off by Rachael.
''-Oh I know why! Because you want to have a bit of time with your sex god. Not hoping something will happen by any chance?'' Rachael asked me, making me snicker. She had a brain of a sewer, I was sure of it.
''No Rachael, because I want to spend some time with you Girls.'' I lied a little. I wanted to spend time with both him and the Guys.
''Uh hum, oh I bet!'' Tasha replied disbelievingly, making me roll my eyes at her in response. It wasn't that hard to believe…right? No, it wasn't that hard to believe.
As soon as we were finished shopping; I went upstairs and tried on the dress that I had just brought for tonight to wear.
It was very pretty, with flowers at the bottom of the dress, and an almost two-tones style to it, and I decided to wear it tonight, after I got a shower.
I washed my hair ready for tonight, and did my make-up ready, doing my hair too. I heard everyone downstairs already as I got dressed into my dress and high heels, and I waited up here; feeling too nervous to go upstairs yet.
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