The Playboy's Game

Chapter 7-Hopeful Dreaming-

Chapter 7- Hopeful Dreaming

Charlotte ignored the look of shock plastered on Nate's jerkass face. Instead, she and Troy walked together as he steered her to the ice cream parlor he had spoken about. 

"Anddddddd here we are!" He announced, stopping in front of a little shop that Charlotte would never have noticed. 

Troy held the door open for her, and she smiled at his sweet gesture. Nate had been acting like a prick for most of the night, it was nice to know that there were still gentlemen around. 

Charlotte's eyes widened as she took in the large list of flavors posted above the counter. "Pistachio, peanut butter, chocolate, vanilla, vanilla bean, Reese's, Oreo, Chocolate Chip, Lemon..." Charlotte trailed off, her mouth watering already. 

"Hiya hon, what can I get you?" A older woman said coming from a room in the back. 

"This might take a while," Troy said with a chuckle as he looked at Charlotte's eager face. 

For the next 20 minutes, Charlotte read and reread the options available and created a mental list of what her top options were. 

"Okay, I'm ready." Charlotte anounced. 

"Thank god..." Troy muttered, causing Charlotte to give him a death stare. 

"I would like to have a scoop of oreo, a scoop of homechurned vanilla topped with gummy bears and strawberries. Oh and oreo's on top too." Charlotte listed with a grin. 

"I'll have the same, but add a scoop of Reese's." Troy chimed in, pulling his wallet from his pant pocket. 

"Thanks Zac!" Charlotte said, nudging him as he handed her a ten dollar bill. 

Troy quickly turned and looked at her, a confused look etched on his face. 

Charlotte burst out laughing, slapping her hand to her forehead. "I'm so sorry, Troy. I can't help it, you look like my bae." 

"Your WHAT?!" Troy said with his eyes wide, trying not to laugh.

"My bae! Zac Efron!" Charlotte said as Troy snickered next to her.

"Well, I guess this means that I'm you're 'bae' now because I'm your Zac Efron." Troy said sweetly, making Charlotte's stomach flop- but only a little. 

"You can offically have the title," Charlotte joked. 

Troy handed her his phone and Charlotte typed in her number, labelling herself as "My Bae <3." She took his phone and turned it towards her face, grabbing him so he could be in the photo with her. After taking the shot, she glanced at the photo. She looked okay, her hair had a little frizz in it, but when she saw Troy's face she cried with laughter. His face was wide eyed, like a deer caught in headlights, and she quickly sent it to herself.

"Here you sweeties are. You make a fine couple," the older woman said as she handed them they're cups of ice cream. 

Charlotte blushed, about to correct the woman. "Actually-" 

"Thanks, I'm a lucky guy." Troy said, using his arm to wrap around Charlotte's shoulders and pull her in for a side hug. 

Charlotte stayed silent and waved to the ice cream woman as they left. 

"So wanna tell me what that was about?" Charlotte questioned, noticing the heaviness of his arm still around her shoulders. 

"Hopeful dreaming?" Troy said with an adorable hopeful look on his face.

Charlotte laughed softly and shoved Troy with her hip. "Here, you have to taste mine. It's actually so good, She scooped a bite onto her spoon and lifted it to Troy, and he slowly sucked off the ice cream on her spoon and gave her a wink. 

Charlotte punched Troy on the arm and he hissed at the sting that her hit provided. 

"Damn Charlotte, give a guy a break! Where did you learn to hit like that?" Troy said as he rubbed his tender shoulder. 

"The gym. Now let me have some of yours, pig." Charlotte teased, opening her mouth for Troy to let her taste his ice cream. She placed her hand on his arm to steady it as she took a bite from his spoon.

"Mmm, yum, but I like mine better." Charlotte moaned, savoring the taste of the sweet ice cream. "Can I have some-" Charlotte begun to ask, glancing up at Troy. His eyes were focused on her face and she had realized that their faces were close, too close for comfort. 

"I-Troy- I-i" Charlotte stammered, unable to conjure up words as his blue eyed gaze burned. 

"Are you with that other guy?" Troy said quietly, slowly picking up the hand that Charlotte had placed on his arm. 

"No, but-" Charlotte said, but got cut off again. This time, however, it wasn't with words. 

Troy cautiously let his lips press on her mouth, not moving too quickly for fear that Charlotte might pull away. He slowly moved away from her, savoring her lips that asted like vanilla and everything sweet and delicious. 

Charlotte opened her eyes, staying silent, but raising a hand to her lips. Her face grew an embarrassing red and she didn't meet Troy's eyes. 

"Was that...okay?" Troy said, gently lifting her chin to meet his searching eyes. 

Charlotte nodded, unsure of what to say next. 

"Can I kiss you again?" Troy asked, giving her a smile.

"Oh, come here," Charlotte said, this time bringing herself to meet his eager lips. 

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Nathan stood frozen, watching as Juliet coyly pulled Troy down a little in order for them to kiss - again. He suddenly pulled himself together, and anger filled his body like fire. Clenching his fist, he stormed over and placed a hand on Troy's shoulder, shoving him away from the embrace he and Juliet- or Charlotte as she was really called, shared. 

"Get. Off. Her." Nathan growled, glaring at Troy's starled face. 

"What the hell, Nathan!" Charlotte cried, shoving Nathan back. 

Nathan stumbled, shocked that Charlotte was the one who was defending herself. He couldn't stand this Troy guy for some reason, he just wanted an excuse to fight. 

"Just leave me alone! I said I didn't want to talk to you, and you're acting like a huge dick. Grow up and let me actually enjoy myself with someone I actually like." Charlotte said, pushing him back further as she spoke the last few words. She stormed off in the opposite direction, leaving a stunned Nathan and a speechless Troy. 

"Dude, you need to back off. I'm interested in her and you're really pushing all her buttons." Troy said, patting his shoulder and quickly turning to chase off an angry Charlotte. 

Nathan stood there for a few minutes, wondering what had just taken place. Why did he get so mad at Charlotte in the first place? He didn't even like her in the first place, he just wanted to get into bed. 

Or did he. 

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