Right. Left. Up. Down? No. She was getting too cautious for her own good. She held the gun to her chest, ready to fire at will. "You're a dead girl, Chuck Bartowski." Bryce's voice rang through the library.

"Give it up Bryce! You're really dead now. Calling a women a girl? You're going down." Charlie spoke confidently. "I know you're out of ammo." She smirked. "I've been counting."

Charlie got down, on her knees in front of a table she put her hands on top of it for a nice straight shot. Unnoticed to her though, Bryce was behind her.

"Darling-"

"Whoa, whoa, oh!" Charlie swung around, her gun aimed straight at his chest.

"You wouldn't shoot your boyfriend, huh Chuck?" The girl frowned in response to his words. "We aren't dating Bryce. And if you suggest it again I'll-"

"You wouldn't fire at an unarmed guy." He quickly changed his answer.

Charlie's expression turned from sour to cheeky. "I might."

"It's hardly sportsmanlike."

"I'm a sportswoman."

Bryce cautiously moved over to the shelf beside him, taking a book from it.

"What's this?" He exclaimed looking at the book. "Gynecology for geeks. You read this?"

Charlie held her ground, still cautious. "No." She answered.

"Is it a good read?" He asked. The boom. He pulled out his gun aiming it for Charlie's forehead.

"One date." He spoke. Charlie looked at him like he was nuts.

"What-crap!" His 'bullet' landed between her eyes on her forehead.

"Bryce~" She whined.

"Gotcha." He chucked in return. "Larkin over Bartowski again."

Charlie pulled the 'bullet' from her forehead before his words set in and she almost choked. Bryce himself then realized his words.

"I did not-"

Charlie shook her head. "Bryce..."

"Why won't you go out with me?"

Unlike before his voice was sincere. Hurt.

"Chuck I've known you for almost a year now. I ask you to go out with me at least once a day. You never give me an answer. You laugh, say you need time to consider it, but time has passed. Still no answer."

Charlie stared at him. Guilt flooded through her at the truth of his words.

"One more day." She exclaimed. "Just give me one more day, okay?" She was honest in that. She liked Bryce a lot and for that reason she had put it off. Bryce was her closest friend at Stanford and she didn't want to risk loosing him over something as silly as romance. "I'll give you my answer."

Bryce nodded. "Okay." A chuckle escaped his lips breaking the harsh demeanor in the room. He held his gun up as if surrendering. "I'm good with that. But if you don't.."

"I will." She reassured.

And she did.

She spent that night abusing her poor phone. From Morgan to Ellie-she even talked to Awesome. All their words were different but came to the same conclusion.

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"So he's been asking you out every single day?" Morgan asked. "Sounds like a stalker to me."

Charlie shook her head though Morgan couldn't see that over the phone. "No..he's not a stalker. He's really sweet about it. If you wanted to put a name to it I would have to say Determined."

"Then why aren't you with him already?"

"You know it's not that simple Morgan."

"Uh yes it is. You like him he obviously likes you. I'm not saying jump into bed with the guy but why not give him a chance?"

Charlie frowned. "When did you get so wise?"

"I'm not." Morgan replied. "I just thought really hard about what you would tell me."

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"He's stalking you?!" Ellie's tone was full of fear. Charlie sighed.

"For the last time Ellie he is not stalking me. That implies following me around all the time and stuff. We..hang out. He just asks me out at least once a day."

"And he wouldn't take no for an answer?"

"Well I never..."

A silence was heard on the other end of the phone. A silence that worried Charlie.

"You like him." Another pause. "Charlie," Her voice was soft. "Don't be afraid to make some mistakes."

"Mistakes?!"

"Not mistakes-sorry. I just meant don't be afraid to do new things and if they lead to mistakes then-well. It's college. Charlie, it'll be okay."

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"You want me to get rid of him?"

Awesome's words made Charlie's eyes go wide. "What-no-why would you-?!"

"Woah. Calm down Charlie. I did not mean it like that."

"Then what did you mean?"

"Just that I'd ruff him up a bit. Tell him to stay away from you."

"That's sweet and all but unnecessary. I don't dislike him Devon I just..."

"You're scared." His voice was reassuring. "Ellie was the same way. Look Charlie if you really like him go for it. If not just put an end to it. It's not fair to him if you don't."

Charlie grimaced. "Thanks Devon."

"No problemo Charlie. I love Ellie and you're her little sis. So I love you too."

"Well um thanks Devon." Charlie exclaimed unsure if what else to say. A Knock rung through the room. "Ah-I have to go." She spoke into the phone. She quickly hung it up and jumped to her feet, opening the door. She smiled.

"Bryce," She greeted. "Come in."

I wanted to make something clear about this story. While I appreciate reviews and such I did not ask for flames. And yes. I include things as 'Bryce should turn Charlie gay' and that 'Bryce with Charlie is repulsive' as flames. That is this stories main pairing. I apology if you don't like it but then don't read it. I'm writing this for fun and because I have a clear plot in my head that I want to follow through on. I didn't put it up so I could change the whole thing or I could feel bad about my idea. If you don't like the story then please don't read it and if you still do then do not flame me. It legitimately insults me. I was really looking forward to writing this story and those reviews actually made it harder for me to write. So please, if you have nothing nice to say then please do not say.

Anyhow I hope you enjoyed the chapter.