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It was her. She was the only one that would make him feel like this, for crying out loud he just wanted to be fine again. Charlie heard her say his name as he was finally able to breathe. It had to be done, there’d be no more of this nonsense. “Fine,” Charlie let out in a laboured breath and tried to smile, the only problem was it made his stomach hurt more, “I’m fine.”

There was a second where his heart skipped a beat and reminded him that he was indeed alive, oh he was alive. And she was so close. It was almost like people say that time slows down, only completely different—it was like they were the only people that mattered at that one moment, and that instead of them slowing down while the rest of the world moved on, it was them who moved faster. Each breath that Melanie took, the ever constant tingling in Charlie’s stomach, and then the blank look that she had on her face as Charlie leaned forward. He’d just give in, because he wanted nothing more in the moment than to kiss her.

His hand had found its way on her cheek, it, or the rest of him for that matter, was no longer shaking. Charlie felt well, because it would finally be done. No regrets. He could have sworn Melanie had opened her mouth once more to say something, but he didn’t give her the opportunity. With that he simply pressed his lips against hers, keeping his balance by letting one hand lean on the bench while the other had moved to Melanie’s neck. Charlie’s eyes closed as he continued kissing Melanie. There would be time to worry about the consequences later. Right now all that was pressing was the fact that he was actually kissing her.

It couldn’t have been more than a few seconds, but Charlie pulled away before she had the time to shove him. He was determined, yes, but one could only take so much rejection. Before he could open his eyes to see her reaction his felt hot and was bound to be blushing. Oh Merlin. Why.

“I-I-uh-Strebbor. Needs food. Bye.” Charlie gulped once before he jumped up awkwardly. Why why why why WHY. Glad that he hadn’t brought anything with him outside, Charlie rushed away from the bench, lucky to miss a stone column that he had almost ran straight into. He was too mortified to even think about what he’d done. It was done. His fate was sealed. She’d hate him more than ever.