Part 4/ The couch.

Charlie.

"The couch?" He asks crossing his arms over his chest as I put on fresh sheets for the ungrateful fucker.

"Would you prefer the floor?" I place my hand on my hip as I stare at him.

He smiles slightly as he shakes his head "I'm sorry. I don't mean to sound ungrateful.But its to small."

"It's just for tonight your highness." I throw his pillow to him as he nods.

"You want me to take you to your friend's tomorrow?" I ask as he places the pillow on his bed.

"You have a car?" He asks in disbelief as I stare at him.

"No,I have a camel.We can ride it together." I put as much sarcasm as my body can provide in that sentence

"Yes I have a car! How poor do you think I am!"

"I'm sorry. Just by the look of your apartment I assumed you couldn't afford a car." He raises his hands in defense as i sigh.

"Fine.You can take the bus." I turn away and walk towards my bedroom.

"I'm sorry..." He rushes behind me.

I turn and bump into his chest,causing me to back away slightly and look up at him.

He really is tall.

"I'm sorry. I swear I don't mean to be rude.It's just...I'm not used to this..."

He sighs.

"You mean mediocrity?" I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Yeah. I know its shitty,but Ive been fed with a golden spoon all my life. I don't know how people who aren't rich live."

"Well I guess you're gonna learn now?" I ask as he shrugs.

"Maybe."

"Okay.But we have to go in the morning. I start work at two." I say as he smiles appreciatively.

"Thank you. Is this your bedroom?" He asks looking behind me,to the cracked open door.

"Yeah."

"Where did your friend sleep?" He asks.

I shrug "We're best friends. We slept together."

"Oh. I guess I don't get that kind of treatment?" He asks with a smirk.

I chuckle "Goodnight Stefan ." I turn and close the door behind me.

I stand at the door for a couple of seconds,deciding weather I should or shouldn't lock the door.

I turn my hand and go to bed when the lock clicks.

***

I splash water on my face a couple of times to get rid of the tiredness out of them. I stretch my sore muscles for a couple of seconds before I walk to the kitchen to make coffee,my usual morning tradition.

My eyes scan over Stefan who is sleeping on the pull out couch. He's sleeping on his back,the blanket almost on the floor. His chest rises and falls peacefully as his lips are parted slightly.

I bite my lip when I see that his shirt has ridden up to his stomach,exposing his lower abdomen.

You don't need the guy to be naked to know that he has a muscular body. But now,the V line leading down to his...private area is on full display,making me question my life choices.

Is someone horny Charlotte?

I shake my head as I walk into the kitchen and start making the coffee.

If I had met Stefan at a club or something,there wouldn't be a doubt in my mind that I would have hooked up with him.

Physically,he's my type,completely.

Freakishly tall,dark hair,an amazing body and green eyes that look like a rain forest.

Jeez,when did you become a shitty poet all of a sudden?

Nevertheless,my point is; yeah I would have totally fucked him If I didn't get to know him.

But now,knowing what he could have possibly done,sends shivers down my spine.

And he looks like an honest person enough,if he did do it,he wouldn't have told me and would attempt something stupid.

But if he says he didn't do it,I guess his didn't.

He also doesn't look like the one night stand type. He's one of those guys that wants to hold you,and loves you and tells you you're beautiful.

He's a Uriah.

And even if I wanted a simple fuck,he would be unavoidable since he's gonna start attending the same college I'm at.

At least his parents aren't total dicks since they offered to pay for his tuition. But who the fuck needs school when you have nowhere to sleep?

Rich people,I swear to God.

"Get up sleeping beauty! We have to go!" I clap my hands together as he stirs slightly.

He groans and lifts his arm a little so he can rub his eye,exposing all of his abdominal muscles.

Damn,I would gladly run my tongue along those...

"Charlie?" He asks as I raise an eyebrow.

"Yeah?"

"Do we have some time to eat?" He asks as I nod.

"Yeah,but hurry." I say walking to the kitchen to make breakfast,before I jump him.

What the hell is wrong with you?

I haven't gotten any action in months,that's what.

"Nice." He says looking over my black 2013 Corolla.

"Thanks." I open the door and get in the same time he does.

I turn the key and the ignition comes to life,before I drive out of the parking lot.

"Should I turn?" I ask as he nods.

"So,what classes are you attending?" I ask trying to make conversation.

"Math,mostly. Geometry,algebra and calculus." He says,taking me by surprise.

"Physics. Art and art history."

"Are you trying to be the worlds smartest artist or..." I ask as he chuckles.

"Architect." He simply says.

"Ohh. I guess you're really smart."

"Did you think I was stupid?" He asks.

"I guess. Now I know that you're smart,but make really stupid decisions." I say as he nods.

"I guess. What about you?" He asks.

"Microbial physiology, chemistry virology,biochemistry, and physics."

"Pre med?" He asks.

"Pre - microbiology."

"Why microbiology?" He asks.

"I don't know. I have always found the concept of tiny little living things causing trouble and killing humans fascinating." I say as he chuckles.

"Interesting."

"So,you don't have any family? Siblings that you could stay with."

"I have two older brothers. And a lot of cousins,but they would all be shamed and shunned by my parents if they helped me. I'm the black sheep of the family." He explains.

"What about you?"

I chuckle "Sweetheart,you're gonna need at least a bottle of Tequila to find out about my family." I say stopping at a red light.

"So,you weren't scared to live alone with just your friend? Its kind of dangerous for young girls to be alone on a college campus."

"Yeah,but we have Uriah. And also some guys have find out the hard way not to fuck with me." I say smiling as his face asks me to go on.

"I learned how to fight when I was little. Broke a guys pinky freshman year." His eyes widen immediately.

"Who taught you how to fight?" He says in a concerned way.

"I had two cousins growing up." I explain as he nods.

"Ken was first chair in chest club and played the flute. Justin was part of the drama club. And I wasn't gonna let anyone fuck with them."

"Oh."

"Yeah. Is this it?" I stop in front of the fancy building.

"Yeah. Thank you." He says unbuckling his seatbelt.

"Sure. You want me to come with you,or stay here?" I ask.

"You can stay. I won't be long." He says as I nod.

I put the car in park and turn up the radio a little as I take out a book I have in my bag. Time passes as I dive into another world of literature.

I check my watch and see that's its been half an hour.

I lock my car and walk into the building,hoping i could find this guy's apartment.

What was his name again?

"Hi. What apartment does Scott live in?" I ask,hoping I'm not.

"You mean Scooter?" The man behind tue desk asks.

"Yes. That was his name.I..." I think for a couple of seconds for an excuse "He borrowed something from me."

"Sure ma'am. 5 - D." He answers as I smile at him.

Is he supposed to just give out information like that? Or maybe he's just used to girls showing up and exiting Scooters apartment.

Either way,I press the button in the elevator and it goes up,taking me to the floor.

I walk down the hall until i find the door with the number on it and stop before I knock.

"...wanted you to come anyway!" I hear shouting.

"I had my dad bail you out of jail last year! What the fuck do you mean you can't help me!" Stefan shouts.

"Do you know what they call you in school dude? Lydia still has marks around her neck?"

"I fucking told you. I didn't do that shit!"

"Sorry dude. You're on your own. Just know that you're sick. I have two sisters,did you really think I would let you stay?" He says as I bite my lip.

"You were always fucking weird. I bet you fucking liked it..." He says before I hear a loud thud and then more noises.

I try to open the door but see that it's locked,so I ring the doorbell repeatedly.

After a few seconds,It swings open,revealing a bloody nosed and furious Stefan.

"Come on Charlie." He says walking past me and grabs my wrist.

I stop and look inside,and I see Scooter wiping blood off his face as he looks at me.

"Be careful sweetheart." He says before Stefan pulls me by my hand into the elevator.

I pull my hand back as I look at him.

"What the fuck happened?And don't ever grab me like that again." I say rubbing my sore wrist.

"I'm sorry. Nothing." He answers as he wipes his face.

I decide to leave him alone as we walk to the car and the ride becomes uncomfortably silent.

After a few minutes,I swear I could see steam coming out of his ears.

"He said no?" I ask slowly.

"He said no." He answers simply.

I bite my tongue the rest of the drive home. I feel so bad,as if everything is my fault.

And I can't even do anything.

Can I?

We walk up the stairs to the third floor and I unlock the door as he enters after me. What do I even say?

"Do you mind If I crash for a couple of hours? I have this other friend I can ask later." He says with so much disappointment,It hurts.

Don't do it.

Charlie don't do it.

I swear to God bitch,if you dare...

As always,I don't listen to myself.

And what do I do?

I hug him. Me? Hugging someone?

I wrap my arms around his back and rest my cheek against his chest as I hear his heartbeat.

"I'm sorry." I say slowly .

"Thanks Charlie." He says placing his hands awkwardly on my shoulders and places his chin on my head.

"We good?" I ask as he chuckles and pulls away.

"We're great." He says with a small smile.

"I'll just gather my things,not that I have any." He says jokingly,but I can see he's sad.

"On second thought,I'll just crash at my cousins."

"You said your family wouldn't help you?"

"I'll try and convince him."

Like you did with Scooter?

"If not,I'll just stay at a motel or something."

Oh,sweetheart.

Charlie,do not.

Don't do what you're thinking about doing!

Charlotte,I swear to God.

You can't,you can't do it.

"You're not going to a shitty motel. You can't afford it anyway."

Shut up! What are you doing? Stop!

"What are you talking about?" He says sitting down as I sit next to him.

Last chance,don't do it.

"You're gonna live with me." I say as his eyebrows knit together.

"What?"

"Yeah. Lilly practically lives with Uriah,so she won't mind.But you have to keep sleeping on the couch until we can get a new one.And we have some rules."

"Are you for real?" He asks shocked.

"Yeah. But you are still gonna have to learn how to stand on your two feet. I'm not your sugar momma." I say as he smiles.

"Are you sure?" He asks again.

"Yes. Would you please stop asking." I say before his arms are already around me.

"Okay,okay." I say pulling away.

"Like I said there are a lot of rules your rich ass is gonna need to learn."

"I promise I'm gonna do my best." He says looking like a kid on his first day of school.

"Huh..." I let out a small sigh "Guess you're gonna be living on my couch."

"I'm also going to be attending your school. That okay with you?" He asks again.

"Of course it is. I wouldn't have offered if I wasn't okay with it."

I just have to keep my pants on,and everything will be fine.

Right Charlie?