Adam's POV
Guy called me when he got back to he and Connie's apartment that night. I had ran into him during the week and asked if he would let me know how it went. Basically, I just wanted to make sure Charlie was able to control his anger. That was really my biggest concern. I loved him to death, but at that point in my life he scared me. Guy however told me that Captain Conway stayed calm the entire night, no matter how uncomfortable he looked. I was impressed.
To say Charlie hadn't been a constant on my mind for those three months would be the lie of the century. I found myself thinking about him almost every minute of everyday, dreaming that he'd be able to fix himself so we could be together again. I know what you're thinking, you think I'm foolish for even wanting him back after what he did to me. Well the bruise on my back healed quickly, the black eye faded and my wrist was never in the best shape anyway. I was still in love and it wasn't about time I told him.
Despite the fact it was already nine o'clock and the rink was only open till ten I picked up the phone and called Charlie. I suddenly had the urge to skate with him.
"Hello?" He didn't sound angry when he picked up, its was more like slightly depressed
"Hey Spazway, it's me. What's wrong?" I asked
"Nothing." He replied flatly
"Come one Charlie, I know you better then that. You can tell me, not matter what it is, you know that." I prodded
"It's just… I almost fell off the wagon."
"Oh…"
"I didn't though, I mean I dumped the bottle out the window. I think I may have actually poured it one somebody's head." I couldn't tell if he was joking or serious from his tone. "I couldn't bring myself to drink it…I couldn't…I couldn't let you down again."
That made me really good, that was probably the sweetest thing he'd ever said to me.
"That's great, I'm so proud of you. See now you've gotta come out with me, we have to celebrate. We're gonna go skating."
"That's a good idea Banksie, but the pond isn't frozen anymore and the rink closes in an hour."
"Charlie it there anyone that has a key and can get in before it opens or after closes to the public?"
"Yeah, the manager and the Zamboni driver."
"Who are they?"
"Well Randy Daniels is the manger and the Zamboni driver's… hey wait it's me. Banks you're a genius."
"So I've been told."
"I knew I loved you for a reason. I'll call a cab and meet ya there." With that he hung up.
I pulled my old Eden Hall lettermen jacket from my closet and put it on. I always felt a wave of pride when I wore that jacket, don't ask me why. I think it was sort of like Charlie and his peewee jersey. Which by the way it's a good thing they make them big enough to fit over the pads because I'd have no clue how it would fit him otherwise. But anyway, I grabbed my keys and gear back, called a quick goodbye to my house keeper Darcy and left.
When I got to the rink Charlie was already there, not that I can figure out how he managed it.
"Hey Banksie."
Being called Banksie again was really was starting to annoy me, may I add.
"Did you have cabby like run all the red lights between your dorm and here?" I pulled my skates on and laced them tightly
"Nah, just break the speed limit by about twenty miles per hour." He smiled mischievously, he had such a cute smile, a little kids smile. One that looks innocent no matter what they did wrong.
"So what's the purpose of this get together?"
I shrugged my shoulders at him, wracking my brain for a suitable answer. 'Because I love you, you idiot.' didn't really seem like a nice one.
"I Dunno, I wanted to hang out I guess."
Charlie frowned slightly at my response and shifted his gaze from my eyes to his skates, which immediately ask what was wrong.
"No the answer I was hopin' for I guess." He sighed
"That's let's just be friends thing isn't really is it?"
"Not for me."
"Me either."
"What do you suggest?"
My reply consisted of me covering him mouth with mine and a lot of spit swapping. I wasn't usually that forward but when you've gone so long without the kiss of the person you love.
"You remember the last time we were here like this?" Charlie pulled away with a car stopping grin.
"How could I forget, I thought I was going to have frost bite on parts of my body only you and my doctor have seen." I laughed
"Yeah." His arms came around my waist and pulled me closer "I'm sorry Adam…"
But I silenced him with another kiss. That was how things were suppose to be.
Guy called me when he got back to he and Connie's apartment that night. I had ran into him during the week and asked if he would let me know how it went. Basically, I just wanted to make sure Charlie was able to control his anger. That was really my biggest concern. I loved him to death, but at that point in my life he scared me. Guy however told me that Captain Conway stayed calm the entire night, no matter how uncomfortable he looked. I was impressed.
To say Charlie hadn't been a constant on my mind for those three months would be the lie of the century. I found myself thinking about him almost every minute of everyday, dreaming that he'd be able to fix himself so we could be together again. I know what you're thinking, you think I'm foolish for even wanting him back after what he did to me. Well the bruise on my back healed quickly, the black eye faded and my wrist was never in the best shape anyway. I was still in love and it wasn't about time I told him.
Despite the fact it was already nine o'clock and the rink was only open till ten I picked up the phone and called Charlie. I suddenly had the urge to skate with him.
"Hello?" He didn't sound angry when he picked up, its was more like slightly depressed
"Hey Spazway, it's me. What's wrong?" I asked
"Nothing." He replied flatly
"Come one Charlie, I know you better then that. You can tell me, not matter what it is, you know that." I prodded
"It's just… I almost fell off the wagon."
"Oh…"
"I didn't though, I mean I dumped the bottle out the window. I think I may have actually poured it one somebody's head." I couldn't tell if he was joking or serious from his tone. "I couldn't bring myself to drink it…I couldn't…I couldn't let you down again."
That made me really good, that was probably the sweetest thing he'd ever said to me.
"That's great, I'm so proud of you. See now you've gotta come out with me, we have to celebrate. We're gonna go skating."
"That's a good idea Banksie, but the pond isn't frozen anymore and the rink closes in an hour."
"Charlie it there anyone that has a key and can get in before it opens or after closes to the public?"
"Yeah, the manager and the Zamboni driver."
"Who are they?"
"Well Randy Daniels is the manger and the Zamboni driver's… hey wait it's me. Banks you're a genius."
"So I've been told."
"I knew I loved you for a reason. I'll call a cab and meet ya there." With that he hung up.
I pulled my old Eden Hall lettermen jacket from my closet and put it on. I always felt a wave of pride when I wore that jacket, don't ask me why. I think it was sort of like Charlie and his peewee jersey. Which by the way it's a good thing they make them big enough to fit over the pads because I'd have no clue how it would fit him otherwise. But anyway, I grabbed my keys and gear back, called a quick goodbye to my house keeper Darcy and left.
When I got to the rink Charlie was already there, not that I can figure out how he managed it.
"Hey Banksie."
Being called Banksie again was really was starting to annoy me, may I add.
"Did you have cabby like run all the red lights between your dorm and here?" I pulled my skates on and laced them tightly
"Nah, just break the speed limit by about twenty miles per hour." He smiled mischievously, he had such a cute smile, a little kids smile. One that looks innocent no matter what they did wrong.
"So what's the purpose of this get together?"
I shrugged my shoulders at him, wracking my brain for a suitable answer. 'Because I love you, you idiot.' didn't really seem like a nice one.
"I Dunno, I wanted to hang out I guess."
Charlie frowned slightly at my response and shifted his gaze from my eyes to his skates, which immediately ask what was wrong.
"No the answer I was hopin' for I guess." He sighed
"That's let's just be friends thing isn't really is it?"
"Not for me."
"Me either."
"What do you suggest?"
My reply consisted of me covering him mouth with mine and a lot of spit swapping. I wasn't usually that forward but when you've gone so long without the kiss of the person you love.
"You remember the last time we were here like this?" Charlie pulled away with a car stopping grin.
"How could I forget, I thought I was going to have frost bite on parts of my body only you and my doctor have seen." I laughed
"Yeah." His arms came around my waist and pulled me closer "I'm sorry Adam…"
But I silenced him with another kiss. That was how things were suppose to be.