Last chapter everyone. Hope you'll like it.
"You ready?" She heard Charlie's voice coming from the other end of the room. Amita was standing by the window in her now empty apartment. She had to admit that even though she lived on the fifth floor she had never fully taken advantage of the view outside her window. It was little after five this warm Tuesday afternoon and she could see people rushing home after work. She turned around towards the front door where Charlie was waiting for her. She got to say he looked pretty damn sexy today. He was wearing blue jeans and a simple black t-shirt and he had never looked better. He had stubble and was sweaty from packing and moving around her furniture all day long. She was thankful for it. She could never have taken that couch without the help from Charlie and Don. He caught her smile when she saw him and smiled back at her.
"I'm ready." She said and walked towards her new roommate. Charlie held his hand out for her and she gladly took it before turning around again to give her old home a final look. It was huge without the furniture there and if she didn't know better she would have thought no one had ever lived here. She could still remember the day she moved in. She needed a place where she could study. A place with a little bit more privacy. She knew she couldn't stay with her grandmother for ever, no matter how often she told Amita she could live there for as long as she wanted. No, a place she could call her own was what she wanted.
She had almost given up when she entered this apartment. It was perfect for her; not too small, not too big, not too far away from school and it had everything a woman in her age needed. A washing machine, a huge wardrobe and a comfortable bathtub. She immediately fell in love with it and moved in the following week. Yeah, that day was the beginning of her independence. Amita sighed.
"You okay?" Charlie asked still holding her hand.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just going to miss this place. I have a lot of memories from here." She looked around and pointed at the kitchen door. "You see the door over there. I hit my toe in that stupid thing every single morning when I was in a hurry and you know how I am before I get my morning coffee." He chuckled but let her continue. "And that stain on the carpet over there…" He nodded. "…I accidentally spilled some ketchup there. I spent the entire day trying to get it off but nothing worked." She waited before she pointed at the closed bedroom door. "And in there…you and I spent our first night together."
"Yeah, that's probably the thing I'm going to miss the most about this apartment." He said but was caught of guard when she hit him playfully in his stomach.
"I'm serious." She said laughing at him when he pretended to be in pain. "It's just…this was my first real place…you know?" She turned around and caught his gaze. Charlie pulled her closer. He used his free hand to caress her cheek and she smiled at the gentle gesture.
"I know." He said and pulled her into a warm hug. "Tell you what. When you and I get settled I promise that the two of us are going to create new memories. Memories that are only ours. How does that sound?"
"I would love to do that…with you." She closed her eyes and tightened the grip around him. She could stay this way forever but after a moment she broke the silence. "Are you sure it was okay with Alan?" She knew moving in together was a big step and she wanted to be sure that everybody involved knew about the changes. It had only been three months since she decided she wasn't going to leave Los Angeles but she loved this place and she loved the man holding her in this very moment. Charlie convinced her it would be a good thing since they practically spent everyday together anyway.
Charlie loosened his grip around her to be able to look her in the eyes. "My father loves you Amita. You are like the dotter he always wanted." She smiled at him. Even in serious moments like this he was able to make a joke. "I wouldn't have asked you to move in with me if I didn't want this and if I didn't know it was okay." She nodded and he took hold of both of her hands and held them close to his heart. "I love you. You know that right?"
"I know." She said. "I love you too." He kissed her then. The last kiss before moving in together. She gave her old apartment a final glimpse before she closed the door for good. This was the beginning of a new future and a new life, hers and Charlie's new life.
The End
At the moment I'm working on a new story. It's called "Painful memories". It's Amita-centric but it also contains some Charlie/Amita romance. Check it out.
