Author's Note: Only two chapters after this one! I don't know about you, but I can't wait until it's finished, because then I can start posting my sequel!
HUGE thank you to C-chan96 and StormShadow21 , the only ones who I've gotten a review from so far, I'm still waiting on you Orli-anon, I know you're out there coz I reviewed your last chapter (I love you so much for my boyfriend in that story), so you may be out modelling but it doesn't give you the right to ignore me and my story!
Disclaimers: See Chapter 1
Rating: PG-13 for adult themes, coarse language, and slash references
Chapter 11:
Katie sighed in frustration as her cell phone rang.
"What do you want?" She answered it without looking at her caller ID. "And I swear, if it doesn't take less than 2 seconds I will hunt you down and tear you to pieces, literally."
"What?"
"Charlie? God, trust you to call . Hurry up, what is it?"
"Uh, where are you?"
"Home and if you wanna come over you're not allowed to talk for like an hour."
"Ok I'll see you in ten then," Charlie said, getting a dial tone in reply. He shook his head, a small smile planted on his face as he got his stuff.
He stood outside her dorm room for almost 10 minutes. He'd gotten a "Shut the hell up, wait a minute for fuck's sake!" when he'd tried knocking a second time.
"Ok, come in," she called, now the ads were on. She smiled at him as he walked in, chucking his bag in the corner.
"Hey, what's going on?" She asked, grabbing 2 drinks out of her small fridge.
"Nothing much, practise got cancelled. Thought I'd come and see what you were doing. Which is what?" He turned the question around onto her.
"Watching Dawson's Creek. That's why I made you wait so long, sorry about that."
"Nah, it's cool," Charlie shrugged. "What's happened?"
"Not much, just the intro. Oh quiet, it's almost back on." She grabbed the remote and unpaused her video at the perfect time to resume recording the show.
Charlie watched the show, he really did, when he wasn't watching Katie. She was so beautiful, he thought, studying her as she laughed at something Pacey said.
Katie sighed as it ended. "What did you think?" She asked Charlie as she stopped her tape and turned off the TV.
Charlie shrugged. "It was good," he replied offhandedly.
"But," she prompted.
"It wasn't that interesting," he said as her mouth dropped. "I just have some other stuff on my mind," he explained.
She stared at him with narrowed eyes for a minute before accepting this and offering him something to eat.
"Nah," he declined. "I better go anyway," he said, moving over to grab his bag.
"Ok," she accepted. "I'll see you tomorrow then," she smiled at him, and he was spellbound for a second.
"Uh, yeah," he said. "Tomorrow."
She moved over and gave him a hug, a friendly hug, he reminded himself as he breathed in her scent as much as he could.
She sighed gently, unnoticed by Charlie. She loved this closeness between them, but she wanted it to be more.
Slowly, regretfully, she pulled away from him. "Bye," she whispered, kissing him softly on the cheek.
Charlie bit the inside of his other cheek and smiled awkwardly at her. "Bye," he replied, stepping outside and blowing her a kiss in return.
She smiled and gently closed the door, resting her head against its cool surface as she reprimanded herself for not having the courage to kiss him when he was so close.
Charlie turned the corner and stopped, resting his head against the cool wall as he reprimanded himself for not having the courage to kiss her when she was so close.
Katie was dragged from her sorrow a minute later by the shrill ringing of her phone. She remembered o check the caller ID this time.
"JT? She checked, answering.
"Yeah it's me. Sorry to bother you so late," he mumbled.
"JT what's wrong?" She asked concernedly.
"Well I was kinda hoping you could keep me company. Have this horrible urge to drown my sorrows, and it helps if you're not alone, or so I've heard." He sounded distant.
"Yeah, um, I don't see why not…?" She replied, not having any idea what was happening.
"Cool, are you ready?"
She glanced down at herself. "Yeah. How long will you be?"
"As long as it takes you to open your door," he smirked, she could hear it in his vice.
Still on the phone she opened her door and he stood there, as he'd said. His eyes were sad, she noticed immediately.
"Just one thing before we go," she told him as she hung up and shoved her phone in her pocket, "what sorrows are we drowning?"
JT looked at her before diverting his eyes down to his shoes. "Me and Paul broke up. He uh, he found someone else." He muttered, a combination of sadness and anger.
Katie nodded in understanding. "Well I don't think we're gonna be able to drown or sorrows her, she smiled.
JT grinned at her, although unconvincingly. "Let's go.'
~*~*~
Katie giggled uncontrollably as she struggled to open her door at 4:30am the next day.
"Shh," JT said loudly, sending both of them into hysterics again.
"Finally!" She exclaimed loudly as she got the door open.
JT caught her as she tripped inside the door. She turned and didn't have time to focus on anything before leaning in and kissing him furiously. She'd had three times as much as to drink as JT, and he was positively plastered.
She struggled with her coordination as she pulled his shirt over his head. They stripped each other to their underwear before Katie sobered up enough to step away.
"I'm not gonna do this1' She exclaimed. "I'm drunk, and so are you, and you're… you're gay," she finished.
JT immediately sobered as well. "Oh my God, Katie I'm so sorry! I don' know what I'm doing-"
"No. It's not your fault," she said. "Look, why don't you crash here. You can sleep on one side of the bed, and I'll sleep on the other."
JT nodded and they both climbed clumsily into her (thankfully large) be, lying back to back. Katie lay the for while, thinking about how she'd just stopped one of the greatest mistakes of her life.
She awoke at 4pm to pounding in her head. She lay there for a second before realising there was also someone knocking on the door. Stumbling out of bed, she pulled her sheet around her clumsily and made her way over to answer. JT had left, she noticed.
She opened the door. "What are you doing here?" Katie asked hoarsely.
"I came to see why you weren't in class," Charlie told her, noticing the bags under her eyes. He looked closer and saw how bloodshot her eyes were.
She opened the door wider to let him in, tripping as she stepped backwards.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
She shook her head and sprinted to the bathroom, her sheet coming loose in the process. He could hear her retching, so he got her a glass of water and took it in to her as she hadn't bothered to close the door.
"Thanks," she mumbled, almost spilling the water as she swallowed a couple of mouthfuls. "Me and JT had a pretty wild night," she groaned, the pounding in her head was annoying the shit out of her.
Charlie nodded, although he had no idea what she was talking about. She'd had a quiet night with him, watching Dawson's Creek.
Katie stood up shakily and made her way back into her room, and started pulling stuff out of a drawer. She opened a pill packet and threw two into her mouth before Charlie could stop her.
"Thank God for hangover reliefs like aspirin," she muttered.
"I have to go, I have to get home so my mum can go out, but I'll see you later, ok? Are you sure you're ok?" Charlie questioned.
"Mhm. I'll see you later," Katie mumbled into her pillow, already crawling back into bed, "I'm never, ever drinking again," she muttered before she fell into a restless sleep.
~*~*~
Katie slipped into the chair next to Charlie at lunch the next day, resting her cheek against the table so she could see him.
"Whoa, you look like shit," he stated.
"I feel like shit," she mumbled, squinting up at him trying to calm the queasy feeling in her stomach.
He glanced at her before continuing to eat his lunch. "What happened the other night?" He asked between mouthfuls.
Katie groaned. "After you left JT called and we went out and drowned our sorrows together," she explained as best she could.
"What do you mean?" Charlie asked curiously.
She sighed and closed her eyes tiredly. "Paul dumped JT, he was upset and he called me, and we went out and got absolutely smashed. I don't even remember coming home, but I think it was about 4:30 in the morning."
Charlie looked concerned but she couldn't see it because she still had her eyes closed.
"Oh my- only 2 hours until I can go and sleep," she yawned as the end of lunch signalled. "I'll call you later?" She asked.
"Only if you're awake," Charlie smirked before they went their separate ways.
HUGE thank you to C-chan96 and StormShadow21 , the only ones who I've gotten a review from so far, I'm still waiting on you Orli-anon, I know you're out there coz I reviewed your last chapter (I love you so much for my boyfriend in that story), so you may be out modelling but it doesn't give you the right to ignore me and my story!
Disclaimers: See Chapter 1
Rating: PG-13 for adult themes, coarse language, and slash references
Chapter 11:
Katie sighed in frustration as her cell phone rang.
"What do you want?" She answered it without looking at her caller ID. "And I swear, if it doesn't take less than 2 seconds I will hunt you down and tear you to pieces, literally."
"What?"
"Charlie? God, trust you to call . Hurry up, what is it?"
"Uh, where are you?"
"Home and if you wanna come over you're not allowed to talk for like an hour."
"Ok I'll see you in ten then," Charlie said, getting a dial tone in reply. He shook his head, a small smile planted on his face as he got his stuff.
He stood outside her dorm room for almost 10 minutes. He'd gotten a "Shut the hell up, wait a minute for fuck's sake!" when he'd tried knocking a second time.
"Ok, come in," she called, now the ads were on. She smiled at him as he walked in, chucking his bag in the corner.
"Hey, what's going on?" She asked, grabbing 2 drinks out of her small fridge.
"Nothing much, practise got cancelled. Thought I'd come and see what you were doing. Which is what?" He turned the question around onto her.
"Watching Dawson's Creek. That's why I made you wait so long, sorry about that."
"Nah, it's cool," Charlie shrugged. "What's happened?"
"Not much, just the intro. Oh quiet, it's almost back on." She grabbed the remote and unpaused her video at the perfect time to resume recording the show.
Charlie watched the show, he really did, when he wasn't watching Katie. She was so beautiful, he thought, studying her as she laughed at something Pacey said.
Katie sighed as it ended. "What did you think?" She asked Charlie as she stopped her tape and turned off the TV.
Charlie shrugged. "It was good," he replied offhandedly.
"But," she prompted.
"It wasn't that interesting," he said as her mouth dropped. "I just have some other stuff on my mind," he explained.
She stared at him with narrowed eyes for a minute before accepting this and offering him something to eat.
"Nah," he declined. "I better go anyway," he said, moving over to grab his bag.
"Ok," she accepted. "I'll see you tomorrow then," she smiled at him, and he was spellbound for a second.
"Uh, yeah," he said. "Tomorrow."
She moved over and gave him a hug, a friendly hug, he reminded himself as he breathed in her scent as much as he could.
She sighed gently, unnoticed by Charlie. She loved this closeness between them, but she wanted it to be more.
Slowly, regretfully, she pulled away from him. "Bye," she whispered, kissing him softly on the cheek.
Charlie bit the inside of his other cheek and smiled awkwardly at her. "Bye," he replied, stepping outside and blowing her a kiss in return.
She smiled and gently closed the door, resting her head against its cool surface as she reprimanded herself for not having the courage to kiss him when he was so close.
Charlie turned the corner and stopped, resting his head against the cool wall as he reprimanded himself for not having the courage to kiss her when she was so close.
Katie was dragged from her sorrow a minute later by the shrill ringing of her phone. She remembered o check the caller ID this time.
"JT? She checked, answering.
"Yeah it's me. Sorry to bother you so late," he mumbled.
"JT what's wrong?" She asked concernedly.
"Well I was kinda hoping you could keep me company. Have this horrible urge to drown my sorrows, and it helps if you're not alone, or so I've heard." He sounded distant.
"Yeah, um, I don't see why not…?" She replied, not having any idea what was happening.
"Cool, are you ready?"
She glanced down at herself. "Yeah. How long will you be?"
"As long as it takes you to open your door," he smirked, she could hear it in his vice.
Still on the phone she opened her door and he stood there, as he'd said. His eyes were sad, she noticed immediately.
"Just one thing before we go," she told him as she hung up and shoved her phone in her pocket, "what sorrows are we drowning?"
JT looked at her before diverting his eyes down to his shoes. "Me and Paul broke up. He uh, he found someone else." He muttered, a combination of sadness and anger.
Katie nodded in understanding. "Well I don't think we're gonna be able to drown or sorrows her, she smiled.
JT grinned at her, although unconvincingly. "Let's go.'
~*~*~
Katie giggled uncontrollably as she struggled to open her door at 4:30am the next day.
"Shh," JT said loudly, sending both of them into hysterics again.
"Finally!" She exclaimed loudly as she got the door open.
JT caught her as she tripped inside the door. She turned and didn't have time to focus on anything before leaning in and kissing him furiously. She'd had three times as much as to drink as JT, and he was positively plastered.
She struggled with her coordination as she pulled his shirt over his head. They stripped each other to their underwear before Katie sobered up enough to step away.
"I'm not gonna do this1' She exclaimed. "I'm drunk, and so are you, and you're… you're gay," she finished.
JT immediately sobered as well. "Oh my God, Katie I'm so sorry! I don' know what I'm doing-"
"No. It's not your fault," she said. "Look, why don't you crash here. You can sleep on one side of the bed, and I'll sleep on the other."
JT nodded and they both climbed clumsily into her (thankfully large) be, lying back to back. Katie lay the for while, thinking about how she'd just stopped one of the greatest mistakes of her life.
She awoke at 4pm to pounding in her head. She lay there for a second before realising there was also someone knocking on the door. Stumbling out of bed, she pulled her sheet around her clumsily and made her way over to answer. JT had left, she noticed.
She opened the door. "What are you doing here?" Katie asked hoarsely.
"I came to see why you weren't in class," Charlie told her, noticing the bags under her eyes. He looked closer and saw how bloodshot her eyes were.
She opened the door wider to let him in, tripping as she stepped backwards.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
She shook her head and sprinted to the bathroom, her sheet coming loose in the process. He could hear her retching, so he got her a glass of water and took it in to her as she hadn't bothered to close the door.
"Thanks," she mumbled, almost spilling the water as she swallowed a couple of mouthfuls. "Me and JT had a pretty wild night," she groaned, the pounding in her head was annoying the shit out of her.
Charlie nodded, although he had no idea what she was talking about. She'd had a quiet night with him, watching Dawson's Creek.
Katie stood up shakily and made her way back into her room, and started pulling stuff out of a drawer. She opened a pill packet and threw two into her mouth before Charlie could stop her.
"Thank God for hangover reliefs like aspirin," she muttered.
"I have to go, I have to get home so my mum can go out, but I'll see you later, ok? Are you sure you're ok?" Charlie questioned.
"Mhm. I'll see you later," Katie mumbled into her pillow, already crawling back into bed, "I'm never, ever drinking again," she muttered before she fell into a restless sleep.
~*~*~
Katie slipped into the chair next to Charlie at lunch the next day, resting her cheek against the table so she could see him.
"Whoa, you look like shit," he stated.
"I feel like shit," she mumbled, squinting up at him trying to calm the queasy feeling in her stomach.
He glanced at her before continuing to eat his lunch. "What happened the other night?" He asked between mouthfuls.
Katie groaned. "After you left JT called and we went out and drowned our sorrows together," she explained as best she could.
"What do you mean?" Charlie asked curiously.
She sighed and closed her eyes tiredly. "Paul dumped JT, he was upset and he called me, and we went out and got absolutely smashed. I don't even remember coming home, but I think it was about 4:30 in the morning."
Charlie looked concerned but she couldn't see it because she still had her eyes closed.
"Oh my- only 2 hours until I can go and sleep," she yawned as the end of lunch signalled. "I'll call you later?" She asked.
"Only if you're awake," Charlie smirked before they went their separate ways.