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Leondre's POV
                          
Even though he had just yelled at me and scared me half to death, when he turned around and placed his head in his hands, I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. I climb behind him after having calmed down a bit and sad with my legs crossed. Placed a hand on his shoulder.
                          
"I don't know... I'm so sorry..."
                          
He was apologising, and he had tried sincerely to make it as clear as possible that he accepted me as I am, yet he still got upset about Alex. What was it about him that bothered him so much?
                          
He turned around and was now facing me with an expression suggesting that his mind was was deep in thought, however he still managed to keep his gaze on mine the entire time.
                          
I dropped my hand into my lap and continued to stare at him.
                          
What was he thinking?
                          
I was about to open my mouth to speak when he seemed to move in closer. I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination or not, but either way I decided to do the same.
                          
I noticed that his eyes were no longer on mine, instead they were looking still on my face, except further down... My lips?
                          
Screw it. If he truly accepts me then he won't care if I kissed him on the lips, after all, it wouldn't be the first time.
                          
I lean in and press my lips against his, this time with out him pushing me away. For a moment he began to kiss back, until it was broken by him pulling back and standing up flustered.
                          
Shit...
                          
"Charlie...?"
                          
I ask. No response. Until all of a sudden he starts to mumble and almost raises his voice again, but stops himself.
                          
"I-we-we can't... Chloe... I have a girlfriend Leo... Shit. This, this never happened."
                          
And just like that he left the room.
                          
Remember when I said 'screw it, he won't care'? Yeah? Well I take it back. I take it back completely. I'm so stupid. Of course he would care, of course he does care! He's dating Chloe! She's all he really cares about... I've made a fool of myself, and then the tears start to come.
                          
I pull my self under the covers and rip out my phone, deciding to text Alex. I just want a hug from him right now. If I'm being honest with myself, I don't, I want a hug from Charlie, not him, but I can see that isn't going to happen any time soon, so he isn't a bad substitute.
                          
You: Alex, it's me, please come over?
                          
He opens it and replies in seconds.
                          
Alex: On my way.
                          
I lay in bed crying as I wait. There's an urgent sounding knock on the door and my heart begins to race. I get up and walk over as fast as I can, trying not to trip on my way. Part of me wants it to be Char, but I'm almost as happy to see Alex than I would be if I saw him instead, almost...
                          
He looks at me sadly and let's himself in, wrapping his arms around me. I instantly feel better.
                          
Still hugging me, he moves us over to to the edge of the bed and sits us down. He removes one of his arms from me and places it on the back of my head, stroking his fingers through my mattered hair. It was surprising comforting.
                          
"What happened?" 
                          
He asked quietly, sounding genuinely worried about me. I didn't answer. I didn't want to. So rather than speaking I just burrowed my head into his chest shyly, tears starting up again. I could hear my own sobs. Why did I have to be such a baby?
                          
"Shhh... Its okay. You don't have to talk. We can take care of it later...
Hey. Look at me."
                          
I pull my head away from him slightly but don't look up. My eyes are probably red and puffy and my face probably uglier than ever.
                          
After a short while of me not looking up, he did it himself. He pushed up my chin and I didn't have a choice. He then without warning placed his lips upon mine. Why did he have to be so beautiful?
                          
Without breaking the kiss, he gently pushed me back against the bed frame and was now partially laying on top of me. I don't know how my mind felt about this, but my body seemed to go along with it anyway.
                          
He had one hand behind my head and the other resting on my hip. Being unsure of what to do, I simply placed both of my hands on the back of his neck.
                          
He spread his lips apart and when I didn't move, he opened his eyes to look at me. They were amazing. Deep and glossy and the most amazing colour, I was no longer unsure. I pulled him in again and continued to kiss him, being sure to part my lips as well this time, allowing our tongues to meet.
                          
He began to move his hand up my shirt, tracing my stomach, and as good as it felt, and as much as I liked him, I began to feel uncomfortable...
                          
I pulled away and shook my head, keeping my eyes closed.
                          
"I, uh... I don't..."
                          
He cuts me off.
                          
"It's okay."
                          
He gives me one last peck on the lips before lying down next to me on his side. He looks at me with a worried smile.
                          
I once again decide to hide my face and burrow my head into the gape in between his neck and shoulder. He kisses the top of my head and we wrap our arms around each other. (A/N I'm really hungry right now and that last sentence made me want a wrap but we don't have any... Rip me.) He began gently rubbing my back and I felt safe in his arms.
                          
Just then the door swung open.
                          
A/N
Again a little bit of a shit chapter but ya know. Srsly I'm really hungry now. I'm gonna go get some food. K byeee.
                          
Word count: 1035