Days of ignoring Charlie put me in an ineffective mood. I couldn't get anything done. My mind would slowly nag to pick up the phone and respond, but I wouldn't bring myself to do it.
The only thoughts running through my mind was the possibility of me liking Charlie.
What Selena told me was floating in my sub conscience. I wanted the sick feeling to go away. The guilt.
My phone rings for the hundredth time, and I click the answer button instead of the decline button.
"Fuck," I mutter under my breath.
"ERIN!!" Charlie practically yells over the phone, "I thought you'd never pick up!"
"I wasn't planning on it," I say, clenching my teeth together.
"Guess what," He says not waiting for a reply, "My album just came out!!"
"Oh wow..." I say, unenthusiastically, "Is that all?"
"Um, yeah. Can you at least pretend you're happy for me?" He says, his once happy tone wavering.
"Congrats!" I say, with a fake excited voice.
His laugh fills up my room, from my wimpy phone speaker. Somehow, it brought a smile to my face.
"Why have you been ignoring me? I know it was kind of rude to bring Selena along-"
"No, there's nothing wrong," I say, shortly.
"Do you like want to hang out or-" I hang up the phone, and sigh loudly.
My phone pings, and I look at it annoyed.
'so i'll see you at 8' I roll my eyes at his text, he was too persistent for his own good.
Guess we're hanging out.
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SUFFER ; charlie puth (slow updates bc i'm lazy)
FanfictionSometimes, love can be the most unexpected emotion to feel. - In which a celebrity insists on making a hater become a love.
