Chapter 1:

Part 4:

"I worry I won't see your face
Light up again"

"Did you watch the game today?" I heard Charlie ask Megan when she had him on speakerphone.

"Uh-huh," she murmured. "Cam and I watched it. You played really well."

I snorted. "Charlie you seem to be having trouble catching anything thrown at you on the right side of the field and you're running your veer crooked. You should work on that."

Charlie laughed. "You and that honesty thing again eh Cam? Well I'll try to work on that."

"Don't disregard me you're just upset I'm right," I replied sternly as Megan grabbed the phone quickly switching it off speakerphone.

"I'm sorry Charlie; Cam's a bit moody tonight," Megan said clearly into the phone and shooting me a pointed look. "Cam, Charlie says he's sorry and he'll try not to disappoint you next week."

I frowned sensing the sarcasm even when it was directed through Megan. "Tell him I say that if it wasn't for Sean having such a good game you guys would have gotten your asses whipped."

Megan smiled evilly at me. "Cam says to tell Sean she misses him."

I could hear Charlie's maniacal laughter through the phone.

"Haha you two are so funny," I muttered grabbing my towel and heading for the showers not able to stand another night of their obnoxious cooing to each other.

It really came as no surprise to me when I got back to find her still curled up on the sofa with the phone pressed against her ear as if it was the only thing keeping her alive.

"Hey Charlie wants to talk to you," she shouted to me as soon as I closed the door. I walked over and pried the phone from her ear as she murmured at least four times, "Good-bye," into the phone.

"'Sup Char?" I asked finally freeing the phone.

"You still need extra tickets for the Michigan game next week?" he asked.

"Yep. Two of them."

"Well how much will you love me if I got them for you?" he asked and I could tell he was smiling.

"Basically more than life itself," I replied.

"Excellent, well I actually suppose Sean's the one you should love because he got them for you but since I don't predict that happening anytime soon you can send love meant for him right to me."

I'm not so stubborn as to ever turn down tickets to the Michigan game, especially when I'm so desperate to have them, no matter who they're from that even for the briefest moment I could have sent Sean some of my love. "No way! I don't care who they're from as long as you've got them!"

I heard Charlie giggle. "Good, now instead of cash Sean's requesting sexual favors for payment so you might want to head on down to Victoria's Secret-" I heard a distant voice shout, "Who are you talking to?" and Charlie laughed so loudly I had to pull the phone from my ear.

I laughed too. "Tell Sean my dad would be very happy to fulfill his wildest fantasies," I said right back and Charlie burst out again.

"Really Charlie tell him I'm grateful and also…" I hesitated, "tell him he played really good today."

I sat there in our hotel room basking in the glow of our beautiful victory over Georgia Tech. and trying to tune out Charlie's demented conversation with Megan for the second time since we flew out last night and maybe slightly trying not to think of Cam doing the same thing on Megan's end of the line.

"You and that honesty thing again eh Cam? Well I'll try to work on that," he said laughing.

I couldn't help but look over at him at the mention of her name.

"Meg, tell Cam I won't disappoint her next week," Charlie said into the phone not noticing my sudden attention on his conversation. "Oh I'll make sure Sean knows that!" he practically shouted laughing hysterically.

"You'll tell Sean what?" I asked pretending to be uninterested.

Charlie shook his hand at me, "Nothing Sean Meg's just playing around with Cam."

I looked at him pointedly.

Charlie smiled at me as if he was the Grinch finally deciding to steal Christmas. "Tell Cam that Sean's face just flushed three shades darker than I've ever seen it my entire life."

I stood up to protest or at least wrestle the phone from him but he just sighed and said, "She went to shower. Well that's no fun."

I was suddenly struck immobile at the thought of her in the shower and most of Charlie's stupid conversation continues unbeknownst to me as I collapsed on my bed once again trying to pry the girl from my thoughts but this time it truly seemed impossible. I tried to think about the game. I tried to think about the game ball nestled sweetly in my duffel bag and ignore the showering image that I honestly doubt I'll ever forget in my entire life.

"Tell Cam I need to talk to her," I heard Charlie mutter still on the damn phone. "You still need extra tickets for the Michigan game next week?" he asked into the phone.

Oh tickets that's all they were talking about.

"Well how much will you love me if I got them for you?" he asked smiling like an idiot and I honestly couldn't suppress the wrestling feeling that overcame me again.

"Good, now instead of cash Sean's requesting sexual favors for payment so you might want to head on down to Victoria's Secret-" I finally leapt to my feet fully prepared to pummel him into the ground, best receiver or otherwise.

"Who are you talking to?" I shouted standing there in shock as he laughed at me. He just stared at me listening to something Cam was saying over the phone.

"I'll see you and Meg tomorrow," he muttered starring at me seriously then hung up.

"What did she say?" I asked suddenly very curious about what she could have mentioned to shut Charlie up so quickly.

He blinked at me. "She said thanks for the tickets and that you played really good today."

I wish to god that I had enough control of my functions to have kept myself from blushing at that exact moment. "She really said that?" I asked slowly and cautiously as I it was a joke.

Charlie leaned back in his chair and looked at me with that alien look I always seem to have on my face when Megan speaks.

"So when are you going to grow up and admit to yourself that you like Cameron?"

I shook my head. "Well I would if it were true."

Charlie knew me well enough to know I was lying. "Right," he replied drawing out the i. "So basically you just seem to have been in a trance this entire week for no reason you dirty hypocrite."

"What did I do?" I asked defensively.

"You like her and you want to ask her out. It's written all over your face," he said pointing to me as if I was all the evidence he needed. "So you are a hypocrite for thinking such thoughts about a girl after just last weekend you chastised me for doing it. Hence the term 'dirty hypocrite'."

I flopped back onto my bed and eventually asked him slowly, "So you think I should ask her out?"

I heard Charlie snort and without even looking at him I could picture his amused facial expression. "Yes," he replied, "but mostly just because I want to watch you get rejected."

that's basically it for this chapter just a bit with Sean and then I'll start the next one next week. Thanks guys. :mwah:

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