I glanced across at Rob again, and instantly wished I didn't. He was watching me, still. It was just lucky that Nick wasn't here, especially with the way that Rob was looking at me. The last few days between me and Rob had been more than awkward.

Since he had given me the ultimatum, he had tried to stay away…I knew very well that he had. But…it was getting harder for not just him, but me to stay away from him too. And you could tell too.

He had gone clubbing with us, and tonight, he was getting drunk. But as I was still chewing on my decision, I was finding it more and more difficult to say no to Rob. I had seen Nick again in the last few days however, on our seventh date.

But, he didn't know what I was thinking about; that I was chewing on my decision to be with either Rob or Nick. It was a decision that I still hadn't made my mind up on yet. It was too difficult to choose.

I watched as Rob drank the remainder of his sixth beer in an hour. He kept his gaze on mine, as he got up to go to the bar to get another beer. ''God…Rob is downing them a bit eagerly tonight, isn't he?'' Rachael asked me in shock.

I nodded in agreement, knowing that I had to do something, and now. We may have been ignoring each other, but I wasn't letting him drown his sorrows all night. I cared about him, more than anyone I had ever cared about before.

He didn't even realize how hard it was for me to watch him, sitting there, wallowing and drowning his sorrows. It actually killed me, because I knew that I was to blame for everything. I couldn't take anymore.

''You're right. I'll go and have a word.'' I promised her, getting up from the table that we were sat on. She nodded, and watched me walk over there, to the bar. I took a deep breathe, and sat on the bar stool next to him.

''Drowning your sorrows isn't going to help anyone.'' I warned him, because it was true. I cleared my throat first, so that he knew that I was here. He swung lightly from his bar stool, and turned to look at me in confusion.

''It will help me.'' He replied unbothered, sighing heavily as he waited for his beer to be served to him. I knew that he didn't mean to sound so cold…well, at least I didn't think that he did anyway. I hoped that it was just because he was drunk.

''How is it going to help, Rob?'' I asked him, unable to stop myself feeling a bit angry with him now. ''Besides the fact that you'll have a lovely head-splitting hangover in the morning?'' I demanded angrily.

''You don't care about me remember. Or at least you're not supposed to.'' He replied drunkenly. I huffed in response, feeling absolutely furious now. If he wanted to be like that then…well, what was the point?

''Fine, well you know what…next time, I wont bother trying to look out for you!'' I shouted at him angrily, before walking off to sit back down. Luckily, everyone was dancing and couldn't see, which gave me time to wipe my tears away.

''Charlie.'' I huffed and turned away as Rob sat down next to me. didn't he realize that I didn't want to speak to him after he had been so rude to me, like that? No, clearly he didn't understand, as usual.

''I wanted to know…if you made a decision about what I asked the other day.'' He admitted, making me huff at him again in response. How he had the cheek to ask me that after he had been so rude to me, a minute ago, I didn't know!

''Why should I have made a decision after the way you spoke to me a minute ago?'' I demanded, whilst he nodded his head in response. ''You're really hurting me, you know that.'' I added, before going quiet again as I dried away my tears.

''I'm sorry.''

I huffed. ''I shouldn't have to accept your apology anymore. You're always apologizing, and nothing changes.'' I warned him-because-despite how much I still cared and loved him-it was true.

''I know, but…don't you understand why I'm frustrated for?'' Rob asked me, getting my attention again, straight away. ''I'm falling for you Charlie…big time, and all you're doing is…well, dating someone else.'' He sighed heavily. It was true, even though he didn't want to admit that I actually cared a lot about Nick.

''Look, I know, but…I still care deeply about Nick…I think that it will be better if we were just friends.'' I admitted, hoping that he would understand my decision in saying this to him. I still cared about him.

He turned to look at me with wide, shocked eyes, telling me that he definitely didn't expect my choice. I sighed heavily in response, and got myself to explain about why I had made the decision that I had.

''Look, you still mean a lot to me, but…I want to be with Nick.'' I admitted, trying to take his hand in mine. He pulled himself away from me, and got up from the chair. I watched, hoping he wouldn't leave yet; we needed to talk about this, at least.

''Fine. Do you know what, that's…well…fine then. Obviously you've er…made your mind up already.'' Rob spat back angrily, making me sigh in response. I knew that he was angry, but I wanted to talk about this.

I wanted us to talk about it together so that we could at least be friends or something together. It would mean a hell of a lot to me, if he could do that for me. ''I still care for you, more than anyone else; its just…well, I just want to be your friend-''

''-I don't care. I don't want to be just your friend Charlie, I told you before!'' He shouted at me, making me confused. What did he expect me to do then? ''I don't want to be your friend anymore Charlie…I just…I…well I er…I just don't want to hear anything anymore.''

And with that…he stormed out of the club. My heart actually broke. I sobbed, and my legs gave way underneath me. I sat down on the sofa, putting my face in my hands, and crying. There was no way that I could back my tears any longer.

''Charlie, are you alright?'' Rachael put her arms around me then, comforting me as I cried over Rob, and how I had lost my very best friend. He meant a lot to me, and now we couldn't even be friends still, anymore.

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