Okay, here's chapter two. I don't know why, but I feel very giddy writing this. Maybe it's because Adam/Charlie fluffy slash is just... aaah! I can't find words! I LOVE it!
As Adam and Charlie were packing the following Friday, a thought crossed Charlie's mind.
"Hey, Banksie?" He asked
"Hmm?"
"What are we gonna drive?"
"Oh." Adam laughed. "Don't worry about that."
"Okay, I'm finished, Banksie." Charlie said.
"Good. Now, the car. Put your skates on." Adam ordered and did the same, swinging his bag over his shoulder.
Ten minutes later, they were at Adam's front door. Adam opened the door gingerly, looked around, and then gestured to Charlie to follow.
"Good, my parents are out. I'll leave a note, and we'll do the same for the team." He said and scribbled something on a piece of paper.
"Stay here, and I'll pull the car around. You are gonna freak!" Adam said and sprinted out the back door.
Charlie could hear a car engine being started, and a few seconds later, a dark blue convertible pulled up in front of the house. Adam pressed on the horn a few times.
Charlie ran out, grinning.
"Is this yours?!"
"Yup! You like it?"
"That would be the understatement of the century! I LOVE it!"
"Then get in!"
He did, and Adam drove off in the direction of the dorms.
After they had left a note and started driving again, Charlie took Adam's hand over the compartment that separated the seats and smiled at him.
"This is possibly the best idea you've ever had, Banksie."
Adam smiled, and pulled his out of his love interest's and ran it through Charlie's hair.
"I would kiss you, but you know, we might crash." Banksie said.
"It's not totally impossible." Charlie said.
He planted a kiss on the cheek of a ear-to-ear grinning Banskie.