Edge of Great - Charlie Gillespie One Shots

This Love

The next three weeks were very chaotic. In between settling back in my routine, choosing my classes and adjusting to my new schedule, the only contact that I had with Charlie were "Good Morning" text messages and late-night facetiming calls every other day, but even those ended up with one of us falling asleep.

It was a Wednesday afternoon, and I was finishing loading the groceries to the back of the car when I received his call.

- Hey you.

- Hey handsome. – I said, closing the trunk and walking to the driver's seat.

- Am I bothering you?

- Never.

- In that case, I have a question for you.

- Now I'm intrigued.

- What are you doing this weekend?

- I'm probably going to stay in and read some textbooks. Why?

- What would you say if I asked you to come stay with me for a few days?

- I would say that I would love to, but I don't think I can do it.

- Because of your classes, right?

- Mostly, yes.

- 'Kay. Just hear me out. You are having online classes, right? – He asked and I confirmed. – So, you basically can watch them from anywhere you want. You bring your computer and I promise you, I won't bother you when you have to watch them. – Charlie said and I stayed silent for a minute, thinking about his offer. – If you leave tomorrow night, your next class would be only on Tuesday. – Yes, he already knows my schedule. – We would have the whole weekend to ourselves.

- Ok. Okay. I'll go.

- Yes! – Charlie celebrated and I laughed of his reaction. – That's great, because I already got the tickets for you!

- Charlie! – I said, not believing in his impulsiveness. – What would you have done if I had said no?

- Honestly? I just knew you would say yes!

- Aren't you just full of yourself? – I asked back, but he was probably right. I would never turn down a chance of seeing him.

After a few minutes of random talking, we finished the call, and I went home. After putting the groceries away, I watched my last two classes of the day and started packing.

That night, in between many, I received a very interesting text from the Canadian boy:

"Pack warm clothes. Gloves, beanies and snow boots if you have them!"

What is he up to?

16 hours later...

I organized my bags on the airport cart and made my way to the arrival area, searching for the familiar face that I was so anxious to see. After a few minutes of looking around, I found him holding a little sign with my name on it and an obvious smile hidden under his mask.

I pushed the cart in his direction and Charlie met me halfway, pulling me into his embrace. I never hugged someone so tight in my whole life.

- I missed you. – he whispered against my hair.

- I missed you too. – I said against his chest.

- C'mon. Let's get you out of here. – Charlie said, helping me with the bags.

We walked to the parking lot and Charlie led me to his car. Once he unlocked it, I didn't pay much attention to what brand it was, just that it was...