#charlie dalton x oc reader

[ash5monster01]

Getaway Camp : Ten

Pairing: Charlie Dalton x OC!FemReader

Warnings: 18+, smut, alcohol use, mentions of relations with older women, language, oral, p in v, dirty talk, lots of foreplay, heavy tension.

Summary: It’s the busiest day of camp and despite how daunting the day may seem, Charlie and Valerie finally find a way to get some alone time.

word count: 4.5k

Masterlist

Nine ←→ Eleven

July 4th 1961

When the camp bugle goes off in the morning, Charlie is quick to groan and pull his pillow over his head. Even though it was just another Tuesday, today was the Fourth of July. Every staff camper was required to work because they’d need all hands on deck. Everyone was guaranteed to be here, even the Bungalow Bunnies missing husbands. Campers would have extra family come in and the entire camp would be focused on celebrating the national holiday. Charlie always loved the Fourth of July, but right now he really wished this cabin would swallow him whole.

There was no point in stopping to see Valerie before his shift because she more than likely had been at the lake for an hour already. Today Charlie was only meant to be an extra set of hands, rowing not really a priority on a celebratory day. For Valerie though, they needed all the lifeguards they could get, the Holiday bringing more people to the lake than there had been all summer. So slowly Charlie got up and ready, hoping the day wouldn’t be to mind numbing or hot, yet maybe the heat would give him an excuse to visit Val.

“Hey Charlie” Chrissy greets from her and Valerie’s shared cabin when he steps outside. Charlie offers a small smile, waving his hand politely at her.

“Hey Chris, I’m assuming Val’s gone already?” he nods his head in no particular direction, knowing the girl would most likely be exhausted before the end of the day.

“Yeah, Levi and her left around 5am. Wanted to get a head start before the chaos” she tells him and Charlie finally notices the red, white, and blue outfit she has thrown on. With a quick glance it’s not hard to see that all the staff had gone out of their way to dress up for the holiday.

“Sounds like her, it’s about to be a busy day” and Chrissy nods, knowing he doesn’t even understand the half of it. With one more wave Charlie is off and in search of some food to fuel him throughout the day.

After being put on nearly a million different tasks throughout the day, Martha the camp director sets him free, and Charlie races towards the dock to see his girl. As soon as she’s in sight he’s the least bit surprised she has dressed up for the holiday as well. Star earrings dangling from her ears, a blue skirt pulled over her red swimsuit, and an American flag hat on top of her head. Beside her stands Levi in a white t-shirt with an American flag in the center, paired with just his regular red swim trunks. Funniest of all is Alex who stands in American flag overalls, his captain hat, and nothing else. Charlie isn’t the least bit surprised.

“Ace!” the girl cheers the second she sees him and Charlie can’t help the dopey grin that crosses his face as he watches her sprint down the dock and towards him. He never knew it could be like this, to always be so happy and excited around another person. He always just viewed girls as some convenience. He never knew it could be an actual and real relationship.

“Hey doll” he smiles once she’s barreled into his arms, body wrapped around him whole, and he’s quite sure he’ll never get tired of how warm she is or the way she smells. In just the last month her presence alone had become the place he felt the safest.

“You didn’t dress up?” She pouts once she’s pulled away and Charlie snorts, expecting this reaction completely.

“I would have if I had thought to pack anything remotely patriotic before I came here but I fear it’s only black and white t-shirts for me” Valerie raises her eyebrows and even though everyone around them views it as a teasing glance, Charlie knows it’s because the girl loves nothing more than him in a tight t-shirt.

“You can model those for me later, we can go to Levi’s cabin in a little bit and steal something” she tells him, hands squeezing at his sides and Charlie just chuckles because really who is he to complain when it comes to her.

“Happy Fourth of July man” Levi greets as they walk over. Alex smiles from beside him, bare shoulders and the curve of his chest peaking from behind the suspender straps.

“That’s quite an outfit” Charlie says and Alex grins with a shrug.

“Busy day for me, you wouldn’t believe the amount of activities I had to have planned. Guests always love it when I show a little skin” he flexes his arm, taking his job as a camp director and weird just a little too serious. Charlie just laughs and shakes his head until he spots Nate leaving the main lodge with two bungalow bunnies under his arms, wearing the most sheer red tights he’s ever seen.

“Put that thing away Fanning!” Levi calls out and Nate glares at him before bidding the two older women goodbye and stalking down the dock towards them. Charlie has to actually look away from how much is showing in Nate’s groin. He wonders if he actually even knew how to dance, let alone teach a class.

“Hey, complain all you want, but I could probably guarantee I made more tips than all of you combined today” he points a finger at each of them, a different kind of cockiness and confident persona than Charlie ever had. He’s almost thankful but then he wonders if growing up as a preparatory school kid really did affect him.

“Can’t argue there, Mrs. Thompson squeezed my ass during Simon Says today” Alex says, shivering at the thought of the older woman. Valerie can’t contain her giggles with that image now in her head.

“Nothing is worse than the time Mrs. Kellerman insisted I teach her mouth to mouth and then attempting to practice on me” Levi says, a hand wiping at his mouth as if the older woman’s lips were somehow still there.

“What about you Charlie, any older women hit on you yet?” Nate asks and Valerie instantly looks at him, eyebrows raised and patiently awaiting the answer to this question. Charlie turns fire truck red before a nervous hand rubs at the back of his neck.

“Only once, Mrs Turner took a morning class of mine a few weeks back. She sat in the front seat facing me and every time she leaned forward to row she leaned a little to close to my crotch” this has the boys laughing loudly at his sheepish answer and even Valerie can’t contain her giggles at the thought. Poor uncomfortable Charlie probably unsure what to do as the woman leaned closer and closer.

“Oh poor baby, I’m sure that was traumatic” Valerie says, voice full of amusement as she pats the boys chest and he rolls his eyes as the boys continue to laugh.

“Valerie, don’t pretend like all the guys here don’t ogle you everyday” Alex points out and Valerie just shakes her head before propping her hands on her hips.

“That’s only because men can never take a hint and I look damn good in a bathing suit” the boys laugh again but Charlie just gulps because that very bathing suit had haunted his dreams since he first got here. Now he was burning with jealousy over all the other men who did.

“Let’s just all agree it’s apart of the job” Levi starts and everyone nods. “And Nate just happens to abuse his power”

“Hey!” the boys begin arguing and Valerie just rolls her eyes before laughing and sliding her hand into Charlie’s.

“We’ll see you boys at the Tip later. Levi, me and Charlie are going to steal some of your clothes” and Charlie is quite certain the boys didn’t even hear her but Valerie is dragging him along anyway and he would never fight her on that. As long as he was with her.

It’s not long until Charlie is dressed in one his white T-shirts and a pair of flag shorts they had found in Levi’s cabin. They surprisingly fit even though Charlie’s crotch was now covered in stars and legs in red and white stripes. Either way it made Valerie happy and he found no point in complaining when she set her hat on his head and a kiss on his lips. He wore the patriotic outfit and drank a beer at the staff camp dinner before following her on a hike to the Tip.

It was a clearing on the side of one of the camps mountains, it apparently had the best view of the lake, and was the ideal watch spot for any staff who didn’t have to work through the firework show. It also was a well known hookup spot. Either way Charlie was still sat next to Valerie on the same blanket from their first date, a stolen bottle of champagne between them, and a sunset better than any he had seen this entire summer.

“Please tell me it’s not some random staff blowing off these fireworks?” Charlie asks after a beat, admiring the way Valerie’s hair cascaded down her back. How it matches perfectly with her tan skin and the red sundress on her form. He fears he’ll never be able to look at the color red for the rest of his life without picturing her in this dress or her bathing suit.

“No, thankfully. Samuel Adler hires professionals that put on this big show. It’s usually the only time of year I see him out and about at camp with a giant Eagle shirt on” Valerie tells him and Charlie snorts at the image.

“He seems very patriotic” Charlie says and Valerie shrugs, eyes cast out in the horizon.

“Yeah but Adler means Eagle. That’s why it’s our camp mascot. So I also think that has a lot to do with it” and Charlie laughs, picturing all the Staff shirts stuffed in his cabin closet that have printed eagles on them. It suddenly all made sense.

“Figures” Charlie adds and Valerie giggles, reaching for some of the snacks they brought. The sun was dipping behind the horizon now. The bright orange sky now a faded blue. The perfect backdrop for an array of colorful fireworks, but Charlie can’t pull his eyes from the girl. Slowly he reaches his hand out and brushes some of her hair away, revealing the bare skin of her back. Eyes holding something she had never seen before.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asks with a soft chuckle despite how on edge she felt, the anticipation bubbling underneath the surface.

“You’re just so beautiful” and much to Valerie’s surprise, Charlie’s leaned forward and pressing a soft kiss to the back of her bare shoulder. His lips linger there a moment, arm keeping her hair pushed out of the way, and fingers grasped lightly around the base of her neck.

Goosebumps rise along her body the same time her knees push together tightly. She’s unsure she’s ever reacted in a such a way to a man’s touch before. He’s already got her worked up and he hasn’t even done anything yet. Just the idea of so much bare skin and soft lips has her nipples peaking underneath the fabric of her dress. There was no chance tonight would end and they’d have to be apart. She needed Charlie Dalton and she wanted him now. She was going to make sure of it.

“I’ll be right back” she says when he pulls away and Charlie’s eyebrows draw together in confusion as she scrambles up in search of Levi. When she finds him he’s stood with Alex and he doesn’t even see her coming as she tugs him back into the tree line. Charlie watches this but chooses to ignore it despite the uneasiness that now settles in his gut. They were just friends, right?

“What the hell?” Levi asks until he spots her eager and serious face. It’s not every day your best friend pulls you into the woods with a mad woman look.

“I need a favor” and that’s how the plan goes into motion. Why when they step out of the woods Levi is approaching Mia for the first time since the first night at camp. Flirting and convincing the girl the ask her roommate Alice if she could spend the night with Andy tonight so Levi could come over. Alice agrees and goes off in search of Andy while Valerie goes for the most pivotal part of her plan.

“Nate, can we talk?” the cocky boy, now free of the revealing tights turns to face her. His dirty blonde hair styled perfectly and permanent smirk wide on his face.

“What’s good Val?” he asks, sipping from the beer can in his hand. Valerie knows it’s a long shot but she’s desperate, never been this desperate before.

“I’m about to ask you something I know you’ll say no to, but I’m desperate” Valerie whispers and Nate ducks closer, making sure neither of them can be heard by the fellow campers.

“What is it?” he asks and Valerie sighs, wringing her hands together nervously as she accepts her fate. Putting all her hope into Nate, of all people, hands.

“Ask Chrissy to spend the night? Please, before you argue. Levi is staying with Mia tonight and Alice is going to stay with Andy, I was hoping to have Charlie stay with me, but with Chrissy in the cabin…” Valerie trails off, waiting patiently as the boy mulls it over. He recognizes what lengths Valerie has gone too, the detailed way of cabin swapping almost everyone within their friend group. Despite how much he wants to avoid Chrissy he can’t help but feel a little pride over her sneaky way of finding alone time to hook up. It’s something he wishes he was clever enough to do.

“Fine, but you owe me big time” Valerie can’t help but clap her hands together before jumping and pulling him into a hug. The boy rolls his eyes but accepts it anyway.

“Thank you Nate” and then she’s rushing off, leaving him to find Chrissy despite how badly he didn’t want to.

Charlie doesn’t expect the girls return, she practically barrels into him, knocking him back on the blanket. He goes to ask her what she was up to but her lips lock onto his the second the first firework lights off in the sky and now he couldn’t care less. She kissed him a few more beats before rolling to her back and looking up at the sky. Green, purple, red, and blue fireworks firing above them.

“Would you want to stay in my cabin tonight?” Valerie asks and Charlie’s head snaps towards her, shocked by the question. Yet she doesn’t seem phased, eyes cast on the sky above her, and all the pretty colors. Perfectly content.

“What about Chrissy?” he asks and Valerie’s head turns, Charlie’s eye line following to see Nate curled closely to the blonde girl on a blanket not very far from their own.

“She won’t be a problem” and it finally occurs too Charlie what exactly the girl had been up to while she was gone. He can’t help the way his face heats up when she turns back to look at him, the suggestion heavy and looming, and the wait finally over.

“I’d love to stay”

It’s the first time he’s ever seen Valerie say no to a party, dragging him into the woods while everyone stays at the Tip, drinks in hand and music playing from the radio someone had brought. The hike is practically terrifying in the dark but Valerie’s hand in his own as she drags him along gives him a thrill he never wants to lose. Even staff camp is dark with everyone gone, only a few lanterns along the walkway lit as they go past each of the darkened cabins. It isn’t until they reach their own does Charlie finally feel his heart stutter in his chest.

“Do you need anything from yours?” Valerie innocently asks and Charlie gulps, eyes flitting between the two cabins.

“Yeah, why don’t you go in and I’ll be right there” he urges her away and Valerie flashes a smile before Charlie lets go of her and and walks to his own door. Once inside he scrambles for an old Welton shirt and some boxers, stuffing them into a bag along with condoms he never thought he’d have to use. Before leaving he takes a quick swig from one of the liquor bottles on his desk, hoping the liquid courage would bring back the same seventeen year old Charlie that once seduced a woman in a cave. He could do this.

Charlie sees no reason to knock when he steps into Valerie’s cabin, the shades a hazy yellow now lit with life inside. Yet he freezes when he finds the girl standing in only her bra and panties, red fabric pooled at her feet. Valerie is sheepish but hides it well as she flashes him a pretty smile.

“Sorry, I was just sick of that dress” she tells him, reaching for a stray staff shirt on the chair of her desk but Charlie holds a hand up, stopping her while his other hand clicks the lock close on the cabin door.

“Wow” is all he can say and Valerie blushes, her head dropping to look at her feet, arms wrapping around her front. It’s the first time she’s felt self conscious and beautiful at the same time. Charlie walks over, dropping his bag along the way, before grabbing her arms and pulling them away. “You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen V”

“Oh please” she tries to shove him but Charlie’s grip is strong, right hand leaving her arm and gripping the bare flesh of her waist. He pulls her close, close enough that for the first time she actually has to strain her neck a little to look up at him.

“I mean it, I knew it the minute we met” Charlie says and Valerie smiles before responding with a soft kiss. Her other arm escaping his left hand as she wraps them around his neck and pulls herself flush against him. Charlies hands slide to her back, every trace of his touch lighting her skin on fire. It doesn’t have to be rushed, it’s just them. The tension slowly unwinding, the itch finally being scratched. So it’s a surprise to no one that when Valerie’s tongue slips into his mouth and hand tangles in his hair, his hands are gripping at the dough of her ass.

Valerie breaks the kiss for only a second, pulling the tight white tee up Charlie’s form. Revealing the happy trail and the defined pecs from the past month of rowing. He’s so handsome and she has to try not to whimper at the sight. She never knew it could be like this, so intimate, so meaningful, so desired. Charlie’s eyes gaze deeply into her own, a need burrowing in him like never before. This time he attached to her more hungrily, guiding her towards her bed and gently laying her back down on it while his mouth kisses her feverishly. This time it’s fast, desperate, excited, and it’s already making Valerie wet.

“Shit Val, you’re so soft” Charlie mutters, lips trailing onto her neck, more than likely leaving deep crimson marks she couldn’t hide. Valerie just giggles, legs wrapping around his waist before grinding herself into him. He’s already hard, tall and proud against her, and she can’t help but guide her heat over it again.

“And you are not” she whispers in his ear and the hair on Charlie’s arms rise, involuntarily rutting his hips into her and that’s when he hears it. The softest and sweetest moan leave her lips and suddenly he’s ten times harder.

His lips trail from her neck to her chest, once over her bra, before his fingers are digging into the cups and pulling them down. Her breasts spill free from the top, her left nipple getting caught in his mouth. She writhes underneath him, whining as he sucks harshly at one and gropes the other. It’s a sensation she’s never had before. Hands tangled in his hair she moans as he switches between them, sucking and biting softly into her flesh before unclasping the bra and freeing it from her body.

Charlie sits up, eyes catching her own before dropping to her bare breasts again. Valerie watches eagerly as his hands reach out to grope her, grabbing at her chest and pinching her nipples softly. The action has her hips shimmying against him, searching for friction. Charlie complies, grinding into her heat and trying desperately to ignore the wet patch that has formed on her panties.

“Has anyone gone down on you before?” he whispers, words coming out in a soft pant, and Valerie shakes her head quickly. The idea scaring her, to many horror stories from her friends saying how men said it was disgusting. The last thing she wanted was to scare Charlie away.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to-” the words catch in her throat, freezing the minute Charlie’s hand cups over her pussy, rubbing slow circles over the fabric.

“I want to” is all he says and she chokes over the words, trying to fight it but his large fingers feel so good and then suddenly he’s on his knees. Staring at her like the most magnificent thing on this earth.

Valerie keeps her mouth shut, watching as his fingers slide under the hem of her white panties and begin to slowly pull them down. She’s almost embarrassed by how wet she already is but when she’s on full display, Charlie blows a soft breeze against her core and her head is already falling back into the sheets. He trails slow kisses along her inner thighs, her legs shaking with anticipation as his arms hook under them. She has no warning when his lips finally press softly onto her clit. Kissing it for good measure.

When his tongue dips into her folds she has to grip tightly at the sheets, a heavy whimper leaving her lips as he explores her. When his tongue slips inside at the same time his nose bumps her clit, she can’t help the way her legs begin to tighten around his head. Charlie doesn’t seem to mind, he just keeps devouring her like a man starved. He’s sporting his own wet spot through his borrowed shorts while he does so. Needing to be inside her more and more.

“Wait, Charlie, I’m gonna-” she doesn’t finish her sentence, the orgasm washing over her, legs clenching tightly and Charlie using his own strength to hold them open while he eats her through her orgasm. When her body finally stills he stops, the girl breathing heavily against the mattress.

“Such a good girl” he praises and Valerie wonders how that’s already made her wet again. As Charlie stands she finds the strength to lift her head, watching with wide eyes as he pushes the shorts off his form and his length snapping up against his pelvis. Just barely grazing the happy trail she had become so obsessed with. Her mouth waters at the sight and it makes sense his cock is just as pretty as him.

“You sure you’ll fit?” she asks as he reaches for a condom and Charlie smirks, a real Charlie smirk as he rolls it along his length. He doesn’t answer her question but instead dips his tip into her folds, gliding it up until it taps against her bundle of nerves, and that’s enough to answer her question with a yes.

“I’ll go slow” he promises, lips meeting her own in a sweet kiss. When she starts to grind against his length he uses one hand to line himself up with her entrance, sinking deeply, and doing his best to keep control. He was desperate not to cum within the first thirty seconds. Valerie winces lightly but her hands reach for his sides, guiding him deeper. Charlie takes his time, sinking slower and slower. Valerie can’t believe it hasn’t ended and finally, after what feels like forever, he’s flush against her. Already hitting a spot she didn’t know existed until now.

“Are you okay?” Charlie asks, brushing some brown hair from her forehead where it had began to stick and her heart somersaults. Something so romantic and gentle about how he was checking on her despite how deep inside of her he was.

“Yes, move. Please move” she begs and Charlie nods, pulling halfway out before rutting back into her. The moan she lets out he tries to memorize and keep locked away forever, encouraging him to do the action over and over again. When he finally finds his pace he reaches to grip her breasts, the sight of them bouncing mesmerizing. He squeezes at them gently before pinching her nipples and feeling her walls flutter against him. His hips stutter for only a moment before continuing.

“Charlie, I’m close” Valerie whines and Charlie removes his hands from her boobs, moving to hold himself steady while his free hand reaches for her clit. He rubs messy circles into it, pounding faster, and watching the way her face twists while she moans uncontrollably. Whimpering his name and making it impossible to last.

“Come on baby, finish for me” and as if Charlie’s words had flipped a switch she’s clamping down on him tightly, milking him for all his worth. The sensation has Charlie finishing right behind her, stuffing himself so deep as he fucks her through it. Her moans and whines make his heart race and when both of their orgasms are over he’s falling safely against her, panting out heavy breaths.

“Wow” Valerie repeats his words from earlier. Charlie chuckles against her, wincing when his cock brushes up inside her again. Slowly he slides out, trying not to get hard at the sight all over again.

“Agreed” he says and Valerie smiles, wrapping her arms around him and cuddling close. She’s quite sure Charlie has ruined every man for the rest of her life. Now not only did they have all night but they had the rest of summer.

“I never knew it could be so….. exhilarating” Valerie finally finds the right word and Charlie smiles, lips pressing against her own.

“Me either” he tells her and Valerie smiles, kissing him again, and secretly wishing to keep him forever. Just like this, wrapped in her arms.

“Think we could go again?” she asks and Charlie laughs, a piece of the old him returning to his soul as he looks into the girls hazel green eyes. Shining with adoration and something else he recognized as love. A word he was all too familiar with but not comfortable with throwing around. Either way he knew he was falling hard and fast for a girl he couldn’t keep.

“I don’t ever plan on sleeping again”

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[sustiawan-author]

Biker Charlie Dalton – The Summer of 1963 . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

After his expulsion in 1959, Charlie set out to do something he's always wanted to do; finalizing his rebellion.

He no longer sat by his father's commands or wants — it's time for him to venture out to find himself, explore the realms of what can be achieved in this life and more. Sure, he's probably going to end up being a banker anyway, but damn it, he'll have it his way first and for all.

That's when he became your sweet, charming-smiled, dimple-grinned, sly-eyed, biker boy — his gel-slicked hair tousled with the breeze or ruffled by his helmet, his smirk everlasting the necessary smugness to withstand the toughness of the highway roads. He's your everything and you're his.

It's been three years fresh out of high school where he decided to do his gap years. He loved it all; the breeze in his hair, his mighty fine jackets, his beloved engine and most of all, his girl — you with your batted lashes and fluttering gazes, eyes as bright as the stars and a fun-loving soul to tame his own.

You're timid, but not shy. Stealing gazes to him when you thought he wasn't looking, until one day he decided the ache of his heart cannot be relieved by none other than your loving hand.

Then, he always kisses you goodnight when you both reach your door, just careful enough not to wake whoever's inside.

You insist he picks you up to campus tomorrow. He just says 'alright, baby,' his drawl twisting your stomach around with the prettiest butterflies.

But he loves it. He'd do anything for you — his sweetheart under the Northeastern sun. He lives and breathes to hear you laugh at his jokes, no matter how bad they are — to show you off to his gang, his other biker friends and through pictures he sends to the poets back at Welton, saying how he's 'going steady with the girl of his dreams.'

He props you up, guiding you by the waist to the back of his motor before hauling up to it like a cowboy on a bullride. He revvs the engine, only twisting back to ask for your kiss on his cheek. You cup his face and give him a nice, sweetly glazed smooch. He loves it.

He's still so clever, more street-smart now than he's ever been. He still plays the sax, getting better each time he has you listening to it. Charlie still holds poetry in a sacred place in his heart, his pursuit of riding and exploring every bit of roads the world has to offer only incited by his insistence in sucking the marrow out of life.

He honors his past and holds it close to his heart, but he carves his future with a switchblade he folds in the pocket of his American Denim jeans in the shape of a heart with his and your initial on it. Yes, he is still that showy.

You ride off to sunsets with his 1962 Ducati Scrambler he bought from his savings money. It ticks him off sometimes, the anxiety of being completely alone — but then your arms squeeze him just a bit tigher, and you press your cheek against his back and he knows. He's far better off here than anywhere else.

You love him and he loves you — and no matter where you are or what you do, he'll hold a special drop of your heart's blood inside of his,

If only he knows you'd do the same and more.

part 2

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[wrenteen75]

CHAOS DREAMING!

SYNOPSIS: aurora henson cannot stand economics. . . the summer before her junior year only highlights this when she crosses paths with a seemingly rebellious group of boys from welton academy, mixed about at a fine arts camp they’ve been shipped off to. little does she know, they’re fighting to rewrite their lives, too—which inspires her to live a little on the edge before she goes back to her all-girls boarding school next fall 𝟅𝟈

author’s note! you can find part three here! also—so happy this fic is coming into its own :') dabbling with the mix of literate & social media au has been so fun

PART FOUR — CLANDESTINE

ENTER AURORA HENSON. . .

The girl had been sprawled out in the grass, unable to sleep and unable to stop thinking. She’d been here in Vermont for a week now—and through new friends, rebellion, and creative bursts, she couldn’t stop herself from wondering more about Charlie Dalton.

Neil meant all the best for Aurora by introducing her to his friends, but the meeting only drove the girl towards insanity.

It was crazy of her—she didn’t know Charlie, and she certainly didn’t have a connection with him.

She couldn’t.

Hell, she could barely have that with herself. What made her think she’d be capable of having that with someone else?

She sighed.

The wind picked up, the leaves rattling above her smaller frame. A few fell down, landing in her hair and sticking to the fabric of her sweater. It didn’t matter if it was summertime—if the wind was blowing, she’d wear long sleeves. That’s how it worked.

Too lost in her own loneliness, she lacked proper focus as someone creeped up behind her, their feet rummaging through the grass as they ascended the hill. Spooked by the sudden noises, Aurora found herself jolting from her spot, relieved to see Neil approaching her.

His hair was a mess, and she assumed he couldn’t settle down, either.

“You scared me,” she mumbled.

Neil smiled, taking a seat across from her. He pressed his back against the tree trunk. “Sorry, Rora.”

“All good,” she answered. “Can’t sleep?”

“Nope,” Neil said. “Charlie’s been keeping us up.”

Aurora’s eyebrow furrowed. “Oh,” she muttered.

“Oh?” Neil repeated her response back to her, eyeing her expression through the darkness of the summer evening. There was something there—he could sense it.

Aurora blinked. “What else am I supposed to say?”

“I dunno,” he mumbled. “Sympathy would be nice.”

She exhaled. “I’m sorry that Charlie is keeping you and your friends up. There, is that better?”

Neil laughed. “Much better.”

There was a slight hint of humor in their conversation, though Neil was catching onto something he wasn’t sure Aurora knew about yet. Or, maybe she knew, but found comfort in hiding it—hoping he wouldn’t find it.

She and Charlie were more alike than he thought.

They both carried this hefty self-guilt, though Charlie covered his with pride and sarcasm. The two had only shared one conversation—the clandestine introduction under this exact oak tree, where Aurora realized there were more people out there like her.

Perhaps that scared her. Perhaps she was intrigued by Charlie, but wouldn’t admit it due to her parents and the weight of expectations—both academically and emotionally.

Neil kept all of this in mind as he spoke to the girl, curious and prepared to crack the case. “You look busy,” he said.

“Hm?” Aurora hummed.

“There’s something going on inside your head,” he reiterated. “What’s up?”

Aurora had forgotten how well Neil could read her.

After years of friendship, it was expected by now, but it shocked her nonetheless. The blonde exhaled tiredly. “I came here to discover my passions and finally break free. Meeting your friends—it showed me I wasn’t alone in that, you know? That scared me. The idea that there’s so many of us with the same passions, but we can’t act on them.”

Neil hummed. “How is that scary? Wouldn’t it be the opposite? To know you’re not alone, wouldn’t that give you some sort of hope?”

“I mean—I guess so?” Aurora hadn’t thought of it that way, not until now. She’d been so pessimistic.

“Look,” Neil eyed the girl. “I get it. I know you. We’re all here for the same reasons. I think you should take that and run with it, yeah?”

“How do you mean?” She asked.

“You know what I mean,” he replied cryptically. “Make connections, get to know people, break free. Don’t stay holed up in your shared bunk with a journal in your lap. Who knows, a conversation or two with the right person might just reveal new information.”

Aurora’s heartbeat quickened. Neil knew too much.

“You’re a pain,” she joked quietly.

He chuckled. “Yeah, yeah.”

THE NEXT MORNING. . .

It was a dreary start to the day. Aurora was drowsy, her legs covered in bug bites from the constant grass-sitting. She itched at them as she tossed and turned in her bed, the other girls in her bunk seemingly dispersed amongst the Vermont campgrounds.

In the short, solemn silence, she reached for her phone. Birds chirped outside—a sense of hope and confidence surging through her veins.

Her fingers grazed over the rings of her journal as she picked her phone off the dresser, the metal cool to the touch. Biting at her lip, she unlocked the screen and typed aimlessly, her thumbs trembling over the keyboard.

[lesbiancharliedalton]

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Dead Poets Society (1989) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Charlie Dalton/Original Female Character(s), Charlie Dalton/Original Character(s), Charlie Dalton/Reader Characters: Charlie Dalton, Original Characters, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Smut, Porn with Feelings, Phone Sex, Oral Sex, POV Second Person, Dirty Talk, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Fingering, Hand Jobs, Outdoor Sex, Vaginal Sex, Sneaking Around, Porn With Plot, blowjob, Dry Humping, Clothed Sex, Stair Sex, Riding Summary:

“Darling, if I had my way, I'd take you in every room of this building. The lobby, the library, the study, my room, every single classroom… Mr. Nolan's office.”

Just dropped a new chapter if anyone is interested in being horny at like 6:45 AM Central Time!!! Thank you always for your patience and for enjoying my self-indulgent smut.

[stedefxckingbonnet]

requests info/intro!

hi, everyone!

i thought i'd take a quick second to introduce myself and to also formally open up requests. i'm already working on a few things, but requests really do always help and feel free to submit them at any point--but, we'll get to all of that in a moment!

my name is lavinia, and i am a uni student studying both theatre (dramaturgy specifically) and creative writing! i love to sing, act, write (obviously haha), read (i am a huge fan of classic literature, as well as donna tartt, mona awad, sally rooney, elif bautman, and ottessa moshfegh's works), go to concerts, go to the movies, style/design clothing, paint, collect records/cds, and so much more! this barely scratches the surface really but, if any of you share these interests, always feel free to reach out!

anyhow, as i said, i will officially be opening requests, and at the moment here is the media and the characters i will write for:

Our Flag Means Death

Izzy Hands (my BELOVED)

Ed Teach

Stede Bonnet

Lucius Spriggs

Jim Jimenez

Oluwande

Mary Bonnet

(more available upon request! these were just sort of my first instincts.)

Gilmore Girls

honestly, i'm pretty open to anything unless it's dean. just request and i'll see what i can do!

Gossip Girl

Blair Waldorf

Serena Van der Woodsen

Dan Humphrey

Nate Archibald

Chuck Bass (like sometimes)

Rufus Humphrey

more available upon request.

The Fosters/The Good Trouble

Callie Adams Foster

Mariana Adams Foster

Brandon Foster

Jamie Hunter

Gael Martinez

Dennis Cooper

Malika Williams

more available upon request.

Select Wes Anderson and Tim Burton characters. just ask!

Enola Holmes

Enola Holmes

Tewkesbury

Sherlock Holmes

Little Women (2019)

Jo March

Amy March

Beth March

Meg March

Laurie

Friedrich Bhaer

Star Wars

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Anakin Skywalker

Padmé Amidala

Luke Skywalker

Han Solo

Leia Organa

Kylo Ren

Finn

Poe Dameron

Ahsoka Tano

more available upon request!

Pride & Prejudice (2005)

Basically me just saying I'll write Mr. Darcy. but more characters available upon request, of course.

Community

Abed Nadir

Troy Barnes

Annie Edison

Jeff and Britta I'm a little iffy on but with the right request, maybe. don't hesitate to ask!

The OC

Seth Cohen

Ryan Atwood

Summer Roberts

Marissa Cooper

The Umbrella Academy

Klaus

Viktor

Ben

Five

Diego

Allison

Luther is like, not preferred for me but if you feel strongly about him and have a good request, i’ll consider it but don’t get your hopes up too high!

Once Upon a Time

Emma Swan

Regina Mills

Killian Jones

Neal Cassidy

August Booth

Jefferson (The Mad Hatter)

Mulan

Ruby Lucas (Red Riding Hood)

Belle French

Mary Margaret Blanchard (Snow White)

David Nolan (Prince Charming)

Peter Pan

Robin Hood

Any others, feel free to ask! I know I left Mr. Gold (Rumple) off, but that's only because it depends with each request. Also, please specify if you want it to take place in Storybrooke pre or post curse, or in The Enchanted Forest.

Merlin

Merlin

Arthur

Gwen

Morgana

Nimueh

Lancelot

any others, feel free to ask. i am just starting S2, keep that in mind.

The Holdovers

Angus Tully

Dead Poets Society

Todd Anderson

Neil Perry

Knox Overstreet

Charlie Dalton

Steven Meeks

Love Lies Bleeding

Lou Langston

Jackie Cleaver

i'll just start there for now, as honestly it's been a bit since i've written an x reader and i don't want to overwhelm myself much! but please, feel free to request at any time! I will update this frequently, as I am always either getting into new things or remembering things I already love. I am mostly dedicated to OFMD right now, but you may also leave requests for other fandoms and I will keep them on file, or who knows, perhaps even get to them sooner than you may imagine! Have a wonderful day (or night!), and don't forget to request!

yours truly,

lavinia

me filing through all of your requests (hopefully!)

[steve-harringtons-lover]

Masterlist!

Harry Potter (Golden Trio Era):

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Ron Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Neville Longbottom

Cho Chang

Lavender Brown

Ginny Weasley

Tonks

Draco Malfoy

Pansy Parkinson

Cedric Diggory

Fleur Delacor

Seamus Finnigan

Dean Thomas

Older Colin Creevey

Padma Patil

Parvati Patil

Harry Potter (Marauders Era):

Remus Lupin

James Potter

Sirius Black

Peter Pettigrew

Regulus Black

Lily Potter

Scream(1996):

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Poly!Ghostface

Sidney Prescott

Tatum Riley

Randy Meeks

The Outsiders:

Johnny Cade

Ponyboy

Dally

Soda

Darry

Two-Bit

Steve

Diary of a Wimpy Kid:

Rodrick Heffley

Dead Poets Society:

Neil Perry

Charlie Dalton

Todd Anderson

Steven Meeks

Chris

Pittsie

Knox

Cameron

Outer Banks:

JJ Maybank

John B. Rutledge

Kiara Carrera

Pope Hayward

Sarah Cameron

Rafe Cameron

Stranger Things:

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers

Steve Harrington

Dustin Henderson

Lucas Sinclair

Max Mayfield

Eleven (Jane)

Robin Buckley

Jonathan Byers

Nancy Wheeler

The Mighty Ducks:

Charlie Conway

Adam Banks

Jesse Hall

Greg Goldberg

Connie Moreau

Guy Germaine

Julie Gaffney

Fulton Reed

Dean Portman

Luis Mendoza

Dwayne Robertson

Ken Wu

Russ Tyler

Lester Averman

Community:

Abed Nadir

Troy Barnes

Britta Perry

Annie Edison

Jeff Winger

That '90s Show:

Leia Forman

Jay Nelson

Nate

Gwen Rnuck

Ozzie

Niki

That 70s Show:

Eric Forman

Donna Pinciotti

Jackie Burkhart

Steven Hyde

Fez

Michael Kelso

Dazed and Confused:

Randall 'Pink' Floyd

Don Dawson

Slater

Kevin Pick ford

Michelle

Mitch Kramer

____ _ _ _

I will write Character x OC and Character x Reader

I will NOT write going to 'paris' with the Weasley twins or SMUT

Requests can be made on my page

Please be kind<33

[thenewdaysalreadyhere]

do u have any dps fanfic recs? i feel like i dont know where to start

ooh okay so I’ve only really found a few that I liked on wattpad bc I havent had time to check ao3 so...

neil perry x oc

unscripted by vereaux

wherefor art thou by ervisisnotontumblr

exhuberant by 0hcaptain (the first o is a zero)

dawn by fairvenus

daydream by franlccastle

the show must go on by ellarmc1

neil perry x reader

grown up by tmbm123

amortentia by deadpcets

burnt pergament by tealovergirlwriting

charlie dalton x oc

saudade by narcissaes

euphoria by netpunezz

falling by laheysjeep

babe by keinoya

leaves of grass by stvrlightss

charlie dalton x reader

carpe noctum by deadpvets

todd anderson x oc

eutony by a_shakespearean_fool

she walks in beauty, like the night by laracolling

tainted existence by flowersforophelia

stephen meeks x oc

phoenix by kelsos

rain and roses by salesonmazdas

iris by synergy_5_

knox overstreet x oc

lovers lie by dazedtears

multi dps boys x multi ocs

redamancy by megan-tpwk

adore you by biebsxpurpose

[ash5monster01]

Getaway Camp : Thirteen

Pairing: Charlie Dalton x OC!FemReader

Warnings: language, angst, minor depression, hurt/no comfort, mentions of past trauma, coping mechanisms

Summary: Charlie spends his day feeling lost, unsure how to cope with the new information he has been given. While Valerie struggles to come to terms with her own feelings as well.

word count: 3.1k

Masterlist

Twelve ←→ Fourteen

July 21st 1961

For the first time since Charlie had been at camp, he finally experienced his first bad week. The air at staff camp was tense, almost like everyone knew something was wrong. He had seen Valerie in passing but he still wasn’t ready to talk to her. She tried but Charlie hadn’t been able to bring himself to look at her without picturing her with Levi. It surprised him how hurt he was by all of this, especially since he once thought loving one girl would never be for him.

Now he had the day off of camp and no one to spend it with. Even Andy who was off with Alice and the rest of Valerie’s friends. That’s when it hit him that he had surrounded his time here around Valerie. Without her, he was still just the random guy who showed up one summer. So now on the gorgeous day, he sat alone in his bed, wondering when he became someone who relied so heavily on others. Especially after all he had been through. It just didn’t make sense.

When the coast is clear he finds himself sneaking out, avoiding anyone who did dare to talk to him. In this moment he wanted Neil more than anyone. To confide in him, hug him when he admits his defeat. His best friend, the one guy who would never judge him no matter how stupid he could be. Neil would love him anyway, probably offer advice Charlie didn’t want to hear but took anyway. It was this thought that made him miss his best friend so deeply, realizing all over again he will never get that back. For the rest of his life he’ll never get to share it with Neil. Never even get to tell him about the first girl he fell in love with me how she broke his heart.

Ducking into the boat house, Charlie finds himself drifting out in one of the single rower boats. He needed the distraction, the strain on his muscles, and the repetitive action to ground him in place. It was the only way his thoughts would still and he was guaranteed to be completely alone. It was another warm day, one he should’ve spent with Valerie, and instead she was probably with Levi. This angry thought fueled him to row harder and faster with no destination in mind.

“Charlie!” turning his head he spots the girl of his thoughts at the end of the dock, Levi and Mia stood behind her. Charlie clenches his jaw, turning away as he continues to row, desperately trying to ignore the splash that followed the call of his name.

“Charlie, stop!” the familiar voice calls again, and he wants to keep going, but the girl didn’t even remove her shirt when jumping in. She’s clearly fighting the water and no matter how strong a swimmer she was, he couldn’t live with himself if she drowned out here chasing after him.

“I’m not looking to talk Valerie” he tells her stiffly, doing his best not to look at her as she paddles to the side of the boat. She sighs heavily, fingers curling over the edge.

“Please, you have to let me explain” but Charlie doesn’t get a chance to respond because she’s trying to lift herself in the boat, the single person floatation device wobbling under her weight.

“Woah Val, we’re gonna tip” he tells her, hands reaching out to stop her, but she doesn’t. She fights it, the boat tipping further and further to the edge of the water. When Charlie leans too far to steady her movements his weight gives the final push and the boat sucks in the surface water and throws him in her direction.

“Damnit Valerie!” he says, splashing above the water, now soaked in his own clothes. She gives him a sheepish look, feeling awful for dumping him in the water, but at least he was finally looking at her.

“Sorry, I just didn’t know how else to get your attention” she pants, pushing her hair back off her face, and Charlie tries to not eye the see through fabric of her white t-shirt.

“Well you got it” he scoffs, swimming to the boat and trying to determine how to flip it back over. Valerie follows, still needing to talk.

“You have to let me explain Charlie, it’s not what you think” she says and Charlie finally stops his movements, turning to look at her with an anger that isn’t entirely directed at her.

“Isn’t it though? Even if you haven’t been with him while you were with me, I feel used. You told me you’ve never cared for anyone before. I feel like a pawn in a game I never asked to be apart of. Especially because I had real feelings for you” he seethes and Valerie tries to soak in his words, blinking and a bit surprised as the boy dips under water and into the air pocket under the boat. An escape while she tries to comprehend his words.

“Had?” she asks no one in particular, stuck on the past tense part of his sentence. When it finally catches up with her she ducks under the boat herself, ignoring the roll of his eyes when he spots her. Now angry with him.

“You think I don’t have real feelings for you to? It’s fucking terrifying Charlie, I’ve never felt like this before. I have no idea what to do especially when you won’t even talk to me” she says, grabbing his arm and using the water to drift him towards her. Her voice sounds weird in the muffled air around them but she doesn’t care. She keeps her grip on him tight and eyes pointed in his direction.

“And what about me?” he whispers, face close to her own and something flashes across Valerie’s eyes. Like she never even considered why he was as upset as he was. “I promised myself I’d never get close enough to someone to be hurt again and look where that got me”

“I’m right here Charlie, I’m trying” she begs, voice wavering as she tries to understand the boy who was still a mystery. She had learned so much and yet nothing at all about him. She wishes she would’ve tried harder.

“Just leave me alone Valerie. Let me comprehend it first” he counters with her and Valerie drops her head, loosening her grip against him. What she doesn’t expect is Charlie’s fingers lifting her chin and bringing her eye line back to his own. A look she doesn’t recognize on his face.

Shaking his head at her, he goes against his better judgment and pulls her into a kiss. He’s not quite sure if it’s goodbye or a see you later, but he does his best to get her out of his system for now. Kissing her like his life depends on it and trying to ignore how good she tastes. Yet every kiss with Valerie leaves him wanting more. His hand is curled around the back of her neck and in her damp hair, she wishes he would stay there forever. Yet once she’s surely dizzy from his kiss, he lets go. Without any words they share one last look before shoving the boat above their heads and back up right.

“Will you make it back to the dock okay?” Charlie asks, eyes not meeting her own once again and Valerie sighs, treading slowly in the water.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine” she mutters, starting to swim back to where both Levi and Mia have waited for her. Charlie carefully lifts himself into the boat, water now filling the bottom from their little accident. He doesn’t look at any of them as he grabs the paddles and continues to row away. Already trying to forget what had just happened.

When he reaches camp he goes back to his cabin, passing Valerie’s just to see her own wet clothes draped over the railing of her porch. He changes and does the same before leaving all over again, not wanting to risk looking her in the eye again. He finds himself at the main lodge, eyeing the telephone booth that daunts him to call home. Use his Moms weepy hello’s as a distraction from the real thing that’s bothering him. Hear his father scold him or undermine him just with the hope he may finally say something nice. It isn’t worth it, it never was. That’s why he decided to call someone else.

“Overstreet residence” a woman’s voice fills the phone. Charlie is sure it’s Mrs. Overstreet but he doesn’t care to ask, he has only one mission in mind.

“Is Knox in?” he asks, hoping his voice doesn’t sound as desperate and sad as he thinks it does. He doesn’t need anymore pity.

“Let me find him” she says, followed by the clunk of her more than likely setting the phone down on the table. It’s not long until the rustle of it being picked back up fills Charlie’s ears.

“Knox Overstreet” his familiar friend says and Charlie can’t help the first real smile that cracks across his face as he hears this. No matter how sad he is.

“Hey Knoxie” Charlie says, and he wishes he could see his old friend. The way his shoulders probably loosen as he relaxes into the familiarity of it all. The recognition of hearing his voice.

“Charles, what a surprise” he says, his voice giving away the smile his friend wears. It’s crazy how easily he can still picture him.

“I know, I just wanted to reach out” even though it isn’t the truth. Charlie always wants to reach out but he also doesn’t want to be an inconvenience. Letters were more common than calls and even then he felt like a burden. Some pen pal they never asked for after he got kicked out of school.

“I’m so glad, it’s been too long. I wanna hear about all those Charlie Dalton adventures” and Charlie chuckles because he would love to tell him. Explain how he taught a rowing class each morning, discovered five different ways to get drunk at a party, learned games like beer pong, dirty danced, got a blow job next to a waterfall, and didn’t embarrass himself too bad water skiing. Yet none of it matters, now that it all blew up in his face.

“Not much of an adventure as you would think. A lot more working involved” Charlie tells him and Knox chuckles on the other end of the call. Unable to picture his old friend working.

“You’re Charlie, the most daring guy I know. You’ve probably climbed mountains and singlehandedly put out forest fires” and for a moment Charlie’s heart grows, the love for his friend expanding because of how much he believed in him. No matter how bad Charlie messed up his friends always saw the good.

“I wish that was the case, and instead I fell in love with a girl. Quite the adventurer” Charlie mutters, leaning against the phone booth and looking out to the bustle of people going about their camp day.

“Sounds like one to me. Especially since I figured you to use the opportunity to go through every girl at camp” Knox says and Charlie doesn’t even take offense because he knows it to be true. He was a ladies man, a lot like Nate, but what made him different was his ability to care. After all of this he learned he might actually care a little too much.

“I probably should have, considering I learned Valerie has hooked up with one of her friends. It’s almost funny how I could fall for a girl and get hurt by her doing something the old me would have done” Knox is silent as he takes what Charlie said into account. He realizes this was the reason for his call. A cry for help in a world so big and lonely. Comfort from his friend. Even if Charlie wouldn’t say it.

“Are you sure?” he asks, voice hushed from the way the words come out. Charlie shrugs even though the boy can’t see him, trying to keep his betrayal tears at bay.

“Heard if from the guy himself, in front of half our friend group might I add. She didn’t deny it either. The funny thing is I’m not even sure that’s what I’m sad about. I’m more disappointed in myself that I ever put myself in a position to get left by somebody I loved again” Charlie tells him and Knox’s face falls, wishing he was there for his friend who clearly still struggled. Experiencing loss so young had affected all of them but Charlie was Neil’s best friend. Then he was left to grieve all on his own.

“Charlie I’m so-“ but Charlie doesn’t give him a chance to apologize for something that isn’t his fault. In fact everything had been his fault. He should’ve never let Keating stop him from chasing Neil the day of the play. He should’ve never punched Cameron and get kicked out of school. He should’ve never let Valerie get close. So many times he ignored his gut instinct.

“It’s okay Knox. If I cried over every girl I came in contact with there’d be no more tears. I really didn’t mean to burden you with my problems” he tells him, regretting the call and wishing he had chosen his parents instead. At least the disappointment in their voices would’ve distracted him more.

“It’s okay to feel this way Charlie. I should’ve realized sooner how alone you must’ve felt” Knox says earnestly and Charlie freezes next to the receiver. Knox had seen through him so clearly and as much as he hated it, it made him miss his friends more.

“I’ll be okay Knox, I always have been” he tells him and Knox sighs, wishing there was something more he could do or say.

“You don’t have to be” is the last thing Knox tells him before Charlie hangs up the phone. He looks around, wondering if anyone else here can sense how sad he is. How broken and lost he had been for the last year and a half. Possibly for his entire life. Yet no one even looks his way and Charlie realizes he was maybe not as special as he once thought he was. As much as he tried to fight it he was just another preparatory school boy set off into the world to do what he had been trained his whole life to do.

“Hey man” Andy mutters when Charlie steps back into the cabin now with his dry clothes. Charlie nods his head in his direction, dropping the pile to the ground as he saunters to his bed.

“Hey” is all Charlie gives him as he lays against the sheets and wishes the entire world would swallow him whole. Andy offers a sad smile, feeling partially at fault for how his friend feels. He had been the one to tell him these things and put so many doubts in his head just to find they had been true. He set him up for defeat when in reality he was secretly rooting for him the whole time. It was nice to see Valerie so happy and even better watching his roommate come out of his shell.

“You have a good day?” Andy asks and Charlie thinks over all his pity party moments, the internal embarrassment, and wishing he drowned in that lake earlier.

“No” is all he says before pulling the blanket up and over his head and Andy pouts, turning to stare at the ceiling because he’s sure there is nothing he could say that would make his friend feel better.

“Goodnight” he tells him and the only answer he gets is Charlie shifting in the bed. Turning away and wallowing in self pity or maybe just sadness that had always been burrowed within him. It finally rising to the surface after spending so long suppressing it.

Yet for Valerie she’s experiencing that sadness for the first time, unsure what to with herself, staring at the campfire in front of her like it may provide an answer to all her problems. Levi sits across, watching her and unsure how to comfort his friend during this time and not be a problem. He has never seen her so happy, it wasn’t fair that it was his own actions that took this from her. Especially since he was the one who wanted it the most.

“It’ll be okay” he tells her in the quiet night air, fireflies flashing out in the trees surrounding them. Valerie pulls her blanket tighter, trying to ignore the fact that the two cabins behind her hold two people she had severely hurt.

“And if I don’t believe you?” she asks and Levi sighs, picking at the bark of the log he sits on, not knowing what else to tell her.

“You don’t have to believe me, you just have to trust me. Charlie will come to his senses, and Chrissy-” he’s not sure what to say, because he also didn’t understand the female relationship. Yet they both became pretty aware that what had happened was wrong. Especially when everyone knew how Chrissy had felt.

“Chrissy will never talk to me again” and it upsets her more than she ever thought it would. Perky blonde Chrissy who had annoyed her every summer. The very girl she rolled her eyes at when she saw her cabin assignment this year. Yet here she was, feeling like she lost something she never really understood.

“Things will change, time will pass, one day it’ll just be a story from summer camp” Levi counters but Valerie feels tears rim her eyes, the truth of his sentence hitting her in a way he didn’t intend.

“Then why does it feel like so much more?” she asks, voice wavering with her tears. She wanted it to be more. She needed it to be more. This was supposed to be her summer, the one she got to live without returning to a school where everyone judged her. She was free, excited for the future, and now it felt like everything she was excited for she had lost. The small promised amount of time with Charlie was gone and after camp season was over she was going to be alone in the real world. No Levi, no brothers, no Charlie, and she wasn’t ready to face it just yet.

“It’ll be okay” Levi reassures, knowing he was repeating himself, but wanting her to know it was still just as true. So she nods, letting the words wash over her, and trying not to let the panic seep in.

“I’ll be okay”

A/N: The canoe thing was inspired by Gale’s other film The Finest Hour, I always found the kiss to be so intimate. It also reminded me so much of my childhood and growing up on a lake. We would always flip the canoe and go under to tell each other our secrets. I wanted the same for Charlie and Valerie <3

Taglist: @eden-punk @octaviasdread @pursuedbyamemoryy @poetsinnyc @linmichea1

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[ash5monster01]

Getaway Camp : Twelve

Pairing: Charlie Dalton x OC!FemReader

Warnings: fluff, language, angst, nudity, illusions of smut, alcohol consumption, smoking, lots of yelling, misunderstanding.

Summary: Rainy days at camp are the only ones that allow the staff some relief. Taking advantage of the day off, Charlie and Valerie spend it together before joining their friends for some card games. What they don’t expect is how badly it will end.

word count: 3.2k

Masterlist

Eleven ←→ Thirteen

July 17th 1961

It didn’t happen often, but today was one of those camp days where the clouds opened up, poured buckets of water, and killed any outdoor activity for the day. Charlie’s lesson had been canceled before he even heard the camp bugle, and based on the cool wind and lighting flashing across the sky, Valerie also didn’t have to report to duty. Lucky for the both of them, Andy wasn’t as lucky, so they had Charlie’s cabin to themselves.

“We better go soon” Valerie mutters softly against Charlie’s chest, her fingers tracing down between his pecs and to his stomach. She try’s her hardest not to eye the happy trail that she was addicted to.

“Why can’t we just stay right here, in our perfect little bubble” Charlie tells her, lips fumbling against the crown of her head, relishing in the feeling of her bare body pressed against his own.

“Because if we’re not careful, it’ll pop” Valerie teases, patting her hand softly against his hard pec. She never really preferred any body type, she had never preferred anyone. Yet girls her age always pined after the strongest and biggest guys they knew. Guys like Levi and Nate with abs and wide shoulders. Charlie was strong but in a soft and toned way. It was an unexpected strong and it was so much better than some big and beefy guy.

“It’s raining though” Charlie pouts and Valerie giggles, hugging him close as she presses a kiss to his chest. She didn’t want to leave this cabin as much as him.

“I know, which is why the boys are in one of the common cabins with cards. It’ll be fun, just some cozy clothes, day drinks, zero responsibilities. Then when we’re done, I’ll tear all the clothes right back off you” she tells him, fingers walking their way up his chest until tapping his nose lightly.

“Well now I have no room to complain” Charlie says, hand patting softly at her ass and Valerie uses this as a way to crawl over him and out of the bed. Charlie shamelessly watches her naked form as she pulls on her underwear and the clothes she had shed earlier. Her wild brunette curls are slightly frizzy and hanging in mess down her back that she didn’t seem to mind. Charlie thought she couldn’t be anymore beautiful.

“Come on, your turn” she beckons him over, picking up his own pants from the ground and Charlie grins as he whips the blanket from his waist. Valerie tries her best not to look at his length, already regretting convincing him to get out of bed. Charlie smiles as he pulls on his own clothes and finishes with a kiss to Valerie’s lips.

“This better be worth it” Charlie says before lacing his hand with her own and stepping out into the pouring rain. Running quickly with their hands locked, they reach the staffs common cabin that had been overtaken by her friends.

“Damn, it’s about time” Levi says when they step in, wet from the rain but wide and happy smiles on their faces. Everyone looks on with amused smiles, many faces Charlie’s sure he hasn’t seen in the daytime before. Majority is their friends, sat around the large table with cards laid out in front of them.

“Sorry, we were busy” Valerie apologizes, stepping further into the room and trying to eye where they’re at in their game. Not even noticing Nate side stepping her with a drink refill in hand.

“Clearly” Nate snorts, hand reaching to brush her hair back and reveal the fresh hickey on her neck. She quickly swats him away but both Valerie and Charlie turn red anyway. Charlie pulls a seat out at the table for Valerie, joining her side as Mia sets mixed drinks in front of them. There’s no guaranteeing what the cups withheld but both of them knew it was enough to get them tipsy.

“What should we play?” Chrissy asks from the table, clearly a few drinks in and eyes already a bit glazed. They both notice how she tries her best not to look at Nate across the table.

“Anything, just not go fish please” Alice pouts, a sad look on her face mostly because Andy was more than likely not here and she was stuck spending time with the rest of them. Same went for Alex, especially since his job was designed to occupy people on days like this.

“And no spoons. Nate almost broke the table last time” Holly the red head says and Charlie realizes he hasn’t barely seen the girl since his first night here. He briefly wonders if she was still hooking up with Alex. Especially since he now learned Alex was a bit weird.

“Strip poker is also a no” Mia says, pointing a strict finger at both Nate and Levi who hold their hands up in defense.

“Okay fine, but I’ll ask again after a few drinks” Levi smirks at the girl and she softly blushes, eyes rolling at the boy she clearly had a soft spot for. Charlie wonders how their whole hooking up situation worked and how neither of them had caught feelings for each other yet.

“How about War?” Nate suggests and cards come flying in his direction, the group laughing loudly at the simple and childish game he had offered. Nate expects the wave of cards and shrugs as if it was just another day at camp.

The group ends up playing Rummy, the more the drinks flow, the more loud and exuberant they get. Charlie was surprised to find him enjoying himself especially since he was annoyed he had to spend time here instead of alone with Valerie. As the day progresses the rain pours, and then lightens up, all before pouring again. Daylight is fading and the group around them begins to get dazed eyes from all the shared drinks. Every time Charlie’s knee nudges Valerie’s under the table they both find their skin lighting on fire. Desperate for time alone especially the more drinks they consume.

“I’m sick of cards” Chrissy pouts, slamming her pile onto the table. The group laughs, knowing it was because each of their own gazes was getting hazier and hazier. Making it harder to read the cards and make quick decisions. Especially for Levi and Nate who took an intermission to smoke cigars out on the porch half an hour ago.

“Yeah, let’s play something different like Never Have I Ever” Holly cheers as if it’s the best idea yet. The group chuckles but all begin to place down their cards anyway.

“We’re too drunk to come up with anything clever enough for Never Have I Ever. We need something more interesting” Valerie tells them, a look of mischief covering her face and Levi nods. Charlie watching as Levi’s arm falls behind Valerie’s chair and makes his stomach bubble with jealousy.

“I agree, I say we play Truth or Dare” Levi says, eyes daunting like it should be nerve wracking they’ve suggested such a game. Charlie doesn’t get it but waits patiently to see where this goes anyway.

“You just want to play so you can dare us to do dirty stuff” Mia says with a pointed look that Levi ignores.

“It’s not all dirty, come on. It’ll be fun!” Valerie begs and Mia sighs before looking around the rest of the table to see everyone else doesn’t really seem that opposed to a friendly game of truth or dare.

“Ugh fine” she agrees, shoving her own pile of cards and everyone smiles and cheers. The magic of a rainy day at summer camp. So as everyone gets settled, Charlie suddenly feels the heavy tension, because this game could exploit him in so many ways. Especially since not many people knew much about him.

“I go first” Levi grins, leaning back in his chair and clearly having more than one thing up his sleeve. “Mia, truth or dare?”

“Dare” she says, crossing her arms and giving him a look that dares to challenge her. Levi clearly didn’t expect this answer but stays unfazed as he eyes her.

“I dare you to run in the rain, topless” Levi challenges, eyebrows jumping up in a challenge. Waiting to see if she would dare deny him of this request but just like everyone else she has the liquid courage running through her veins.

“Fine” she says, standing and waltzing the door. When she opens it everyone can hear the rain still coming down but she lifts her shirt, revealing her bare back, and sprinting into it. The group hoots and hollers and when she returns, Alice is standing there with her shirt to make sure no one else gets a show.

“Cold?” Levi asks, eyebrow raised and she just shakes her head, hair damp from the heavy rain. It’s not a surprise to anyone that the girl ignores him as her and Alice return to the table.

“Nate” the blonde boys head turns to Mia, awaiting the question as she never removes her eyes from Levi. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth” he grins, like he has no issue sharing any detail about his life. Charlie wonders if his friends ever thought of him the same way he thought of Nate. He almost hoped not.

“Why’d you randomly spend the night with Chrissy on the Fourth of July?” Valerie stiffens against Charlie’s side, eyes pleading with Nate to lie. The last thing she needs is his overly honest self but no one is ever that lucky. Plus Mia is only asking to help her friend, she has no idea the answer is one she doesn’t want to hear.

“Valerie wanted the cabin alone, so she asked if I’d do it just this once” Valerie winces, eyes squeezing close and Charlie slides his arm around her waist. He offers as much comfort as he can. She never voiced that’s what she did that night, but Charlie knew she had done some convincing for them to be alone.

“What?” Chrissy asks, voice cracking as she tries to determine who to be more heartbroken with. Valerie can’t even look as tears well up in the blonde girls eyes. No one says a word as the Chrissy’s lip begins to quiver and then she’s bolting out the door. Escaping the room and everyone in it.

“Nate dude, that was so not cool” Levi instantly comes to his friends defense. Nate scoffs, clearly uninterested in a lecture when he was just playing a game.

“It was the truth, the game is truth or dare” he tries to defend but Valerie shoots a glare his way. Fuming with anger and guilt, surprisingly some sadness too.

“Except in that case. You out of everyone know how much you mean to Chrissy and now she not only hates you but me too” Valerie fires at him and Nate shrugs, not seeing an issue considering he’s made it pretty clear to the blonde girl that he’s not interested in her like that. It’s not his fault she didn’t get the hint all summer.

“What’s it matter Val, you’ve never liked her” Nate says and Valerie gets even more blind with anger, fists clenching at her sides. Both Levi and Charlie are surprised there isn’t smoke coming from her ears.

“You’re such a fucking asshole Nate. People have feelings you know! I guess you really don’t have a heart!” she yells at him and the other girls flinch at the table, not expecting such an angry and sharp voice to come from one of the most relaxed girls they knew.

“Oh, like you do Val! I’ve watched you ignore guys at this camp and show no interest in making any friends for years!” Nate doesn’t know what kind of nerve he’s struck, Valerie’s shoulders deflating as she faces the harsh reality. It was something about herself even she didn’t understand. How she struggled to be attracted to anyone or relate with women on a level she was desperate to understand. Levi is quick to notice the sadness that consumes his friend.

“Look, let’s just finish playing the game. Everyone take a breath” Levi tries to reason but it’s too late. Nate is angry and extremely worked up. So when his eyes meet Levi he knows exactly his next target.

“Fine. Levi, truth or dare?” Levi waits a beat, eyeing his challenger and trying to determine what the best move was. If he was to choose dare like he originally planned, it would probably be something awful. Something that made him look as bad of a guy as Nate. If he chose truth, he faced honesty but he wasn’t sure there was many questions Nate could ask that the rest of them didn’t already know the answers to. It was a safer risk he was willing to take.

“Truth” he answers confidently, smoothly, arm still wrapped around the back of Valerie’s chair as he waited for the shot to be fired.

“Is it true that you and Valerie have hooked up before?” this time it’s Charlie’s turn to stiffen at the girls side, praying that the answer is not one he doesn’t want to hear. Charlie hadn’t been insecure about many things in life but when it came to Valerie he was insecure about everything. Especially her relationship with Levi and all the things he had heard about it.

Levi sits on the question for a moment, waiting to answer because he knows this is Nate’s way of getting under his skin. Him and Valerie had a bond unlike anyone else, he was her best friend, she would never be anything more. There was a moment in his life where he wanted her to be but they both learned fairly quickly it wasn’t meant to be. So with full confidence and trust in his honesty, he answers. “Yes, it is true”

“How many times?” Nate asks and Valerie shoots him a glare that everyone at the table was sure could strike him dead if she wanted it to.

“One question per round!” she tells him but Charlie’s head his spinning. Suddenly he sees everything he has been denying differently. The shared laughs, the times she went off with him alone, all the rumors Andy had shared, his damn arm on the back of her chair. “Charlie?”

“I think I’m gonna go back to my cabin” he says quickly, chair scraping harsh against the cabin wood as he stands abruptly. Valerie watches with sad eyes as Charlie refuses to look at her or anyone at the table for that matter.

“Charlie, please. Wait” Valerie begs as he walks to the door but he doesn’t want to. He can’t believe he actually fell for someone who hadn’t fallen for him. He was just like every other guy to her, nothing more. Especially if you considered her relationship with Levi.

“Valerie just please. Leave me alone. That was all I ever wanted when I got here, to just be left the hell alone” and then the screen door was snapping shut behind him, the boy storming away in the rain that immediately soaked through his clothes. He didn’t care though, nothing could be worse than facing another heartbreak in his life. He was done with heartbreak.

Valerie watches him walk away, heart hammering in her chest because she had never seen Charlie look so cold. He had used her full name, something she hadn’t heard from him in a very long time. When she turns back to the table Nate wears a smug face which is the opposite of Levi’s sympathetic one. The girls are clearly uncomfortable, having been bystanders this whole time. If she had known what a mess they would’ve made she’d have stopped it sooner. Who would have thought the afternoon of simple games could blow up so bad?

“Nate, go somewhere and cool off man” Levi grumbles, standing from the table and walking to Valerie. As much as she doesn’t want his comfort, he was her best friend, and she needed him more than anything.

“Come on, let’s go” he tells her, wrapping his hoodie around her shoulders and guiding her into the rain. Escaping the shrapnel from the bomb that just exploded. Yet it was too late, Valerie had already been hit.

“I’m sorry Val, he pinned me to a wall” Nate says once they step inside the dark and quiet lifeguard quarters. It was the safest spot since Charlie would see them if they walked by to Levi’s cabin and Chrissy was more than likely in Valerie’s.

“I know, it’s okay. It was the truth, a long time ago” Valerie says, recalling the one relationship she found herself in. It was messy, unintentional, two kids trying to find out where they belonged in the world. Valerie who was desperate to love and Levi who looked for love in the wrong places. It had made sense, two best friends, to try out on one another. After a while it became more about the comfort and pleasure than ever about love. Their friendship was lucky to survive.

“Nate’s a dick, we all know that” Levi tries to comfort but Valerie just sighs, slumping in one of the desks chairs, and wishing the ground would swallow her whole.

“I don’t know how to fix this Levi, I’ve never loved someone like this before” she says and finally Levi sees the way her lip trembles and how tears pool in her eyes, begging to fall.

“Oh Val” he sighs, dropping to his knees beside her and pulling her into a hug. Valerie cries against him and he wishes they could go back and stop the game from ever happening. He had never seen her so happy before, so carefree, and now suddenly she was heartbroken.

“I should have told him. I should have told him how much I loved him and then maybe he wouldn’t think I love you” Valerie sobs and Levi just holds her tight, wanting to take away all this pain. Wanting to kick Nate’s ass.

“We’ll figure it out, we have time” he tells her, but did they really? Summer was halfway over. Before they knew it campers would be dwindling down and leaves would be falling from the trees. The deadline that had been looming over them suddenly more daunting. Daunting because it was once about how much more time they had together and now it was how much time she had to fix this.

Valerie makes the walk back to her cabin alone. She tries not to notice the blacked out windows in Charlie’s cabin, the clear message he wants to be alone. That is until she looks at her own and finds the same thing. Quietly she steps inside, praying Chrissy is asleep as she changes into dry clothes and slips into her bed. The blonde girls back is faced to her, rising and falling with each breath, and Valerie can barely make it out from across the cabin. Just when she goes to shut her eyes she freezes at the words that fill their shared cabin.

“I never begged you to be my friend but on at least some level I never expected you to be so cruel”

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Getaway Camp : Fourteen

Pairing: Charlie Dalton x OC!FemReader

Warnings: language, past trauma, yelling, guilt, confrontation, explaining differences, hurt/no comfort

Summary: After a week Charlie and Valerie finally decide to have a conversation, if not with each other than everyone else.

word count: 2.8k

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Thirteen ←→ Fifteen

July 24th 1961

For the entire weekend, everybody walked on eggshells. Even if half the staff didn’t know what had happened, it was clear there had been a rift. Everyone was used to seeing Charlie and Valerie together and not used to Chrissy being so quiet or hiding away. With the evident change everyone knew to keep their distance, which was nice on some level. Valerie had gotten sick of the staring though, especially since Chrissy had basically banned her from their shared cabin. She had no where to hide and she was tired of the curious and deciphering looks. That was going to end today.

Stretching her hands in front of her she eyes the cabin she knows Chrissy is in. She also knows the girl expects her to sneak in at night, undetected, just like she had been since this whole mess. Valerie was done with that. If she couldn’t fix things with Charlie, she was going to fix this. So with one last wave of confidence and determination, she stomps up the steps prepared to have a real conversation with the girl. It was about time.

“We need to talk” Valerie says once the door is closed shut behind her. Chrissy looks up from her spot on the bed, dark circles under her eyes, and a clear disgust coming her way.

“I’m not in the mood” she mutters, turning back to her magazine that Valerie knew she’s already read twice. Sighing Valerie walks into the room and plops down on the end of her bed.

“It’s been a week Chris, please. Let me just explain myself” and what Valerie doesn’t expect is the anger that flashes across the blonde girls face, her eyes ablaze. In fact she had never seen her so angry before, so it’s no surprise she recoils away from her.

“Explain what Valerie?! How you don’t give a shit about me or my feelings? I was in love with Nate, you knew that, and yet you let him lead me on. When he came to me that night I thought, this is it, he finally wants me. Then I find out you put him up to it with no regard to my feelings. I know I was being delusional but he should’ve been the one to break my heart, not you!” She shouts, finger pointing at Valerie, and suddenly Valerie feels worse. So she sits there, quietly while Chrissy pants beside her, eyes still wild.

“I know” she says after a moment, dropping her head to look at her lap. Chrissy doesn’t expect this, shoulders instantly loosening as she looks at the girl.

“What?” she asks and Valerie sighs, tears pooling in her eyes for the hundredth time this week.

“I know Chrissy. It was so awful of me, but you have to understand I wasn’t thinking” Valerie pleads, voice croaking around the guilt sitting in her throat. “I was only considering myself. I was being selfish and there’s no other way to describe it. My whole life girls have never liked me, I’ve never had to consider how they felt. I should’ve never asked Nate to lead you on but until recently I also had no idea what it was like to be in love”

Chrissy lets her words soak in, surprised to see the tears that stream down her brunette friend’s cheeks. Valerie was the toughest girl she knew. She tried to not let it bother her how she never got close. It’s weird to see her so broken now, begging for forgiveness, and looking so lost. Finally she says, “I wasn’t expecting that”

“I was awful to you, not just now but for years. My whole life I have been so mad at girls for alienating me that I never realized I had been doing the same to you” Valerie tells her, hand falling on top of her own. Chrissy looks at where they meet, finally understanding more about cool and strong Valerie than ever before.

“Us girls gotta stick together Val. No matter how different” Chrissy whispers, overturning her hand to clasp Valerie’s in her own and Valerie sniffles past her smile.

“Does that mean you forgive me?” she asks, hopeful eyes staring into Chrissy’s and the blonde girl can’t help the smile that cracks across her face.

“Yeah, but don’t pull some shit like that again” she tells her and much to both of their surprise, Valerie has her squashed in a tight hug.

“I won’t, I promise” she mutters against her and Chrissy sighs, hugging her back.

“In all fairness, we all do stupid things when we’re in love” she tells her and Valerie pulls back, her eyebrows furrowed as she looks at the girl.

“I don’t think it was love anymore. I was swept up in him and the moment. I’ve never loved anybody and now that we’re done I have to accept I probably never will” Valerie explains, trying to convince herself more than the blonde girl beside her.

“Valerie, you love that boy. Don’t let this mess make you think otherwise. You’re allowed to be heartbroken” Chrissy reassures and for what seems like the millionth time, Valerie’s lip starts to wobble as she tries not to cry.

“I never had to worry about things like this before. I never thought my short fling with Levi could bite me in the ass. I wish it wasn’t so hard to say how I feel and maybe Charlie would’ve known. Maybe he wouldn’t be ignoring me like he is now” Valerie rants, sad and frustrated all at the same time. It made her want to rip out her hair. She couldn’t even get the damn boy to look at her. She should’ve never let him kiss her under that canoe because all it did was confuse her more.

“It’ll work itself out Val. You can’t change the past and I have a feeling Charlie’s the kind of guy who will come around” the smile on the blonde girls face is sad, one filled with remorse that she didn’t get to have what Valerie did. She had put so much hope onto the possibility of Nate that she had missed everything going on around her for a very long time.

“Maybe, either way I’m still me. That’s all I ever needed anyway” Valerie says, a pressed smile and a slight truth behind her words. She knew she didn’t have to change to be happy, it was just nice to finally have someone who loved her the way she was too.

“Exactly, let’s agree right now that we love ourselves first before any of these other idiots” and Valerie snorts a laugh before holding a hand out. Chrissy quickly meets it in a firm shake.

“Deal”

When Charlie finishes his shift the last thing he wants to do is be social. Yet just like clockwork he makes the short walk to Ezra’s cabin. Surprisingly for a guy who loved calling Charlie out on his behavior, he had done a good job at not bringing up the boys sour mood. Yet even Charlie knew he was walking a thin line, and it was only a matter of time before Ezra finally said something. Which was correct for when the seventh day he had approached Ezra’s cabin with a scowl on his face, the man finally decided to speak up. A full week of torment, an expiration date, and Charlie’s foot didn’t even meet the front step of the porch before he finally brought it up.

“God boy, don’t be bringing that storm cloud of shit behavior with you again” Charlie froze like a deer in head lights, eyes lifting at the older man who had just swore at him.

“What?” he stammered, caught off guard by the man’s words.

“You heard me, I’ve put up with this sour attitude of yours for a week. So either you’re gonna tell me what’s wrong or don’t bother coming around here until you can put a smile on that face” he gestured at him and Charlie pondered it for a moment. Not wanting to rehash the details of his heartbreak but also knowing he had no where else to go. No one else to spend his free time with. So against his better judgement he continued to climb the porch and sit in his assigned seat.

“If I tell you I’ll just sound like a jealous, insecure, little boy” Charlie mutters, scowling deeper as he tries not to look at Ezra.

“I’ll tell you if that’s true or not, start from the beginning” so Charlie does. From how head over heels he got for Valerie to the truth or dare game, how it blew up, and Charlie found out he was nothing more than another guy. How he took it harder than he should’ve when he knew his love with Valerie had to end when summer did. How it was possible he was in the wrong here but he’s so stuck in his head he can’t even bring himself to acknowledge that part. The only thing he could think about was Neil and how every morning when he woke up still sad, he wanted his best friend, and for a fleeting moment if feels like he’s still here until Charlie remembers all over again.

“That’s quite a story” Ezra says once Charlie’s finished and Charlie can’t help the unironic chuckle that leaves his lips. Even he couldn’t have predicted his summer to go like this.

“Yeah, what a fool I was” Charlie says and Ezra begins to shake his head, never turning from his view of the lake.

“I think you’re missing the part son, where you found out if she was seeing both of you at the same time. I’d agree you were a fool but only because you didn’t confirm if the timelines ever crossed” Charlie freezes, mind flashing back to that rainy day in the cabin. Where Levi had admitted to the relationship but not providing any details. In this moment it hits Charlie entirely that this could’ve happened yesterday or three years ago. He just never asked.

“Oh my God, I’m a fucking idiot” Charlie groans, pressing his hand to his face. All this anger and sadness he had built around assumptions. How had he gone from the guy who never thought he’d care about a girl to a crazy and insecure boyfriend?

“Most boys your age are, it’s a learning experience. Yet I will give you that she also could’ve provided details or context prior, that way you wouldn’t have got as worked up as you did. A part of you knew something was there, it was just the truth that justified your suspicions. Hence the harsh reaction” and it all clicks, like pieces to a puzzle. Charlie had been trying to ignore the closeness between the two, having never seen a female and male friendship before. A small part of him always wanted to assume it was something more. When he found out there had been, he self sabotaged the rest of the way.

“I still screwed up with the best girl I’ve ever met” Charlie groans and Ezra bellows a laugh, not even the slightest bit surprised that this was the reason for Charlie’s behavior this week. When he was Charlie’s age he probably would’ve done the same thing.

“No you didn’t. Find her tomorrow and talk. Communication is key. It’s the things we keep to ourselves that kill us slowly” Ezra tells him and Charlie can’t help but think about Neil. His best friend who never once confided in him about how bad it was. Always putting on a smile and playing it off like it was nothing. If Neil had trusted him maybe he would’ve known, could’ve seen the behavior, noticed something more was wrong. Maybe he would still be here.

“Think she’ll forgive me?” Charlie asks and Ezra shrugs, not even able to count how many times he had screwed up and his wife had forgiven him.

“You always forgive the people you love. You have nothing to worry about” he tells him, finally breaking his gaze from the blue water and glancing at the young boy beside him. When Ezra says this, Charlie briefly wonders why his parents cross his mind.

“Doesn’t mean I get to keep her” Charlie says, eyes for the first time showing all the sadness stirred up inside of him. So for once Ezra just smiles back and comforts him, not swaying him one way or the other. He just supports him because not everything in life should you be told.

When Charlie makes the dark walk back to his cabin he doesn’t miss the loud laughter that floats past him. Eyes glancing up to find the friend group, one he was once apart of, making their way down the trail. Levi has an arm wrapped around Mia, Nate walks beside them with a beer in his hand, Andy and Alice have their fingers interlocked as their arms sway between them obnoxiously, Alex of course has his Captain hat on while Holly does her best to stay in step with him. What’s the most surprising is Valerie and Chrissy, arms hooked together, and big smiles on their faces as they converse with each other. The sight makes Charlie’s stomach twist.

“Hey Charlie” Levi is the one to point him out, offering a friendly smile that Charlie had resented but after his talk with Ezra he realizes how genuine it is. He does his best to stay calm when all eyes land on him.

“Hey man” Charlie nods at him, trying his best to continue on by without looking at Valerie. He wanted to talk to her but not like this, not now, not when she finally looked happy.

“We’re gonna go make a campfire and have some s’mores if you want to join” Alice offers, hand gesturing to the bottom of trail from where Charlie came. Finally Charlie glances at Valerie to find an unreadable expression on her face. He can’t help but think about their first kiss, how he would never be able to eat a s’more again without thinking of her.

“Maybe next time, I’m kind of tired” he finally responds, trying to ignore how Valerie’s face slightly falls. The group nods, all trying to ignore the obvious tension as Charlie rounds his way past them.

“I’ll be right back, meet you guys there” Levi says after a moment before turning and jogging back up the trail. Valerie watches but Chrissy gives her a tug, indicating to leave it alone, and she obeys.

“Charlie, wait up man” Levi calls for him and Charlie slows, hating what an idiot he had been. Valerie did deserve a nice guy like Levi, not him. When Levi reaches him his breath pattern doesn’t even change, as if the jog uphill hadn’t affected him at all. “I just wanted to apologize, you should’ve never found out like that, but you have to know that me and Valerie don’t like each other like that”

“I’m the one who’s supposed to be apologizing Levi. I didn’t let either of you explain. I assumed and that was wrong of me” Charlie says and of all the things Levi had expected him to say, it wasn’t this. It takes him a moment to even comprehend.

“I guess we both should’ve been more transparent” Levi finally says, unable to find any other response and Charlie chuckles.

“You really didn’t have to tell me. I should’ve trusted that Valerie wasn’t using me. I owe her an apology more than anyone” Charlie says earnestly, lifting his shoulder in a shrug. “You’re a good guy Levi, even if it wasn’t romantic I understand why she tried”

“Come with me, talk to her” Levi says, heart aching for his friend and the honest boy in front of him. He knew Charlie was a good guy, Levi realizes now he was the one who had broke Valerie’s heart, not him. He should’ve never let Charlie walk out that door without explaining himself.

“Tomorrow, not tonight. Tonight she looks happy and I want her to have that” Charlie glances down the path, unable to see the group of friends but still feeling her there.

“She misses you” Levi says, seeing it in his friend’s eyes and how she looks for Charlie in every room they enter. She had fallen in love and wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.

“I miss her, but stop wasting your time with me. If I can tell you anything, it’s that you should spend every second with your friends that you can. Sadly they won’t always be around” Charlie tells him, tears burning at the back of his eyes. He can’t believe he ever chose to distance himself from someone he loved when he yearned to be close to everyone he was forced from.

“Talk to her first thing tomorrow then. I can offer you the same advice” Charlie gives a pressed smile but nods anyway, agreeing with the boy in front of him.

“Have a good night Levi” he tells him and Levi smiles back, digging his hands into his pockets.

“You too Charlie”

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feeling down rn after seeing my best friend from middle school hanging out with other two girls i personally knew from college so maybe a fic where charlie realizes that he and his childhood friend are slowly drifting apart? (idk if u ever received a req like this so i apologize if u did ash)

Not The Same

Pairing: Charlie Dalton x FemReader

Warnings: fluff, minor language, mentions of teasing, slight jealousy, heavy attraction

Summary: When Charlie returns home after being expelled he has no hope left for anything in life, that is until he spots you outside his window.

word count: 1k

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It was a weird thing. This sinking feeling in Charlie’s gut when he sees you across the street. Laughing at something two boys said with your books clutched tightly to your chest. It had been a long time since you laughed at anything he said like that. It was weird because he had once felt burdened by you. Two neighbor kids forced together and yeah, you were his best friend, but not by choice. So why was he suddenly jealous that you were not as close to him anymore but seemingly close with two other boys.

He really had no right, drifting from you the moment he started going to Welton. The friendship growing further and further apart. Now he only saw you briefly in the summer. Passing waves and stolen glances. Maybe a family barbecue or two. Now he knew nothing about you and that fact hit him like a ton of bricks. Especially now that he was home for an undecided amount of time. Taken away from all his friends just to realize he didn’t have anymore here either.

It shouldn't of hit him as hard as it did, he had planned to wallow in self pity, stay locked away tightly in his room. Instead he was attached to his bedroom window, eyes constantly searching for even just a glimpse of you. With how lonley he felt, it was the only thing he found comfort in, a warmth in your smile. Memories flashing of all the times he had teased you until you wailed for him to stop. All those years of finding you annoying but not understanding why he always wanted to be with you.

Suddenly when the two boys begin to walk away, Charlie leaps from his spot and barrels down the town house stairs. He’s not sure why, especially when he rushes through the door into the frigid cold without a jacket. You don’t even see him when he shuffles towards you still in his house shoes. It isn’t until he calls your name in a desperate plea do you turn to face him. Your face is tinted red from the chill or the aftermath of a blush from the two boys. Either way Charlie wonders if you have always been this beautiful.

“Charlie Dalton, what are you doing here?” you can’t help but ask, books pressed tightly to your chest and fingers tucked delicately into some mittens your mother had knit.

“Home for the holidays” he rushes out quickly, feeling a bit like a fool and embarrassed admitting he was kicked out of school. You snort at the boy, a soft shake of your head as you look at him.

“Isn’t it a bit early for that?” you ask, knowing more about the boy than you seemed to recall. Charlie had always been an after thought, especially when he went to Welton. Now standing in front of you was a handsome man with a boyish grin. It takes everything in you to remember if he was this handsome last summer.

“Finished my exams early” Charlie shrugs which is untrue but the ease he feels in his heart even talking to you stops him from being honest. It’s the first time he’s ever wished he hadn’t drifted away from you.

“Well it’s good to see you. Get inside before you freeze” you nod your head towards the house beside your own but Charlie isn’t cold. In fact this was the warmest he had felt since the night he had found out about Neil.

“Can we hang out?” he asks, voice hopeful and somewhat pleading. He would rather stand here and freeze if it meant being close to you again.

“Charlie we haven’t hung out since we were ten” you chuckle, amused and trying to understand the sudden proximity to the boy. What you couldn’t describe was the urge to say yes and hang out with him too.

“Eleven actually” and you roll your eyes at the relentless boy who hasn’t changed since you were kids. The same old Charlie, just grown.

“Either way you hated hanging out with me. You ripped the heads off my dolls and shoved me in the dirt any chance you got” you tell him and Charlie blushes because he knows it’s all true. Yet now he also knew it was the only way he was able to process his feelings towards you when he was a young and immature boy.

“Who’s to say I still will? I doubt you have any dolls now and I haven’t shoved you yet. There’s a perfectly good snow bank right here begging for it” Charlie points to the pile of freshly plowed snow against the sidewalk and you can’t help the belly laugh that leaves you.

“You haven’t changed at all” you say more as a statement and Charlie’s eyes bore into you as he waits for an answer to his hanging question.

“So about hanging out?” he tries again and you shake your head, a wide smile across your face as you look at the boy you once praised God for getting rid of. Yet now he stands in front of you a man, different from the boy you once drifted away from and wondered why it made you so sad.

“Sure, we can hangout, but the second you pull my hair or call me a mean name I’m leaving” and Charlie breaks out into a full on grin before holding a hand out to you.

“Deal” he says and you chuckle before putting your mitten covered hand into his own. The second you touch you can’t deny the butterflies that erupt in your stomach. When it dawns on you that it hadn’t even been skin on skin contact you realize you’re in deep shit. No longer prone to the charms of Charlie Dalton. Very close to crossing the line of having feelings for the annoyingly cocky boy. So you shouldn’t say it, but you do anyway.

“Deal”

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Getaway Camp

Pairing: Charlie Dalton x OC!FemReader

Warnings: 18+, mentions of smut, language, drug/alcohol use, mentions of depression, harsh topics, angst, summer fling, fluff.

Summary: it’s summer in the Catskills and amongst all the familiar faces appears a new one. Charlie’s last summer of freedom before college quickly turns into the best one yet when he falls hard and fast for a girl at camp. Thing is, was it only bound to be a summer fling?

Loosely inspired by Dirty Dancing and the beauty of summer in the Catskills. We really need to bring it back <3

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Chapter List:

Prologue

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Six

Seven

Eight

Nine

Ten

Eleven

Twelve

Thirteen

Fourteen

Fifteen

Sixteen

Seventeen

Eighteen

Nineteen

Twenty

Epilogue

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Biker Charlie Dalton - Limegrass . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

"Baby, no," Charlie chuckled, prying for your hands, "don't be like that."

"Don't be like what?" you spat, swatting his hand away. You were insistent on packing up.

It''s been two days since you've booked a room in this dingy gas station motel, with Charlie insisting it'll be 'just like Vegas, honey' and you ignorantly believing him. But thus far, the water turned off, the faucet creaked from rust, and the wallpaper dusted with asbestos. It was less of Vegas and more like Hell's Kitchen: insistent and fervent torture.

"Baby, no, really I'm sorry," he got up from the bed and sneaked behind you, his broad arms snaking to your waist. You could feel his lips ghosting kisses against your shoulders. You huffed petulantly and he tutted his tongue.

"I'm sorry, sorry, sorry," he mumbled between kisses. You averted your gaze outside the window, the pink sands of the Californian highway evident in all its glory.

"My girl should have the best, and what did she get?" he cooed, "a creaky bed and a grumpy mood. No, no."

You couldn't help but cross your arms and he noticed. Charlie spun you around slowly by the waist, squeezing your cheeks together to kiss your sweet pout away.

"You'll forgive me?" he asked, his brown eyes boring into yours. You went breathless at the sight of his lashes.

"I wanna go away, Charlie," your facade all but dissipated as you buried your face on his chest, grasping the fabric of his undershirt. He brushed your baby hairs back,

"I know," he kissed your forehead, "this afternoon, right at dusk. I'll ride us off to Hollywood, how's that?"

You draped your arms around his neck with the prettiest smile, and it incited a proud smirk on his face. He rubbed your back tenderly,

"Looks like a yes."

You kissed the smugness off his lips,

"Always a yes with you."

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Getaway Camp : Prologue

Pairing: Charlie Dalton x OC!FemReader

Warnings: language, flirting, fluff, annoyance towards others, harsh parents, meet cute.

Summary: Charlie leaves home early for volunteer work in the Catskills, finally feeling free from his father, and on the path to the life he always dreamed of having. Yet when he arrives he meets someone who can’t help but capture his attention and he realizes fairly quickly that he’s already screwed.

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→ One

June 4th 1961

Charlie wouldn’t consider himself much of a nature guy, but anything would do if it meant getting out of his parent’s house sooner. He had already been accepted to Columbia in the Fall but he didn’t have enough money to rent an apartment in the city quite yet. Which is how he discovered Adler’s West Lake Resort and Lodge. His counselor said the school looked fondly onto volunteers who worked there in the summer. So Charlie packed everything up and got himself the job. After all how bad could it be? A summer away in the Catskills, free food, free boarding, and a few rowing lessons here and there. He could handle it.

“Alright honey, do you need anything for your drive?” his mother asked from the porch, watching as he loaded his stuff in the back of the station wagon. She tried to pretend that she didn’t notice he had packed everything but a small part of her heart broke. This was truly it.

“I’m fine Mom, I promise” he told her, mind stuck on the five hour drive ahead of him.

“Okay honey, make sure you call and let us know when you get there” and both of them pretended not to notice the small chuckle that left his fathers mouth as he read the paper on the patio furniture.

“I will and you have the address and number to the resort already” Charlie reminded her, jogging up the porch where he quickly towered over his mother’s height. She hated how tall he had gotten, a grown man now, no longer her little boy.

“Be safe and good luck at school” she told him before pulling him into a hug. Charlie squeezed her right back, thankful to at least have a loving mother.

“I will Mom, thank you” he told her and she sighed, fighting back tears that threatened to spill over. Her only child driven away by the harsh expectations of her husband. He had been hurt so much by the world already and the minute he graduates high school he is off and running away from her.

“I’m about to head off, sir” Charlie says as he pulls away from his mom, walking to stand in front of his father.

“Good, you wouldn’t want to hit the afternoon rush traffic outside of the city” his father mutters, hands flipping the page of his newspaper. He felt that he owed nothing to his son. The only things his son had ever done was get himself kicked out of the best school in Vermont and cost him a lot of money pulling strings to still get him in an ivy league school.

“Exactly so thank you sir” Charlie said, holding his hand out and waiting for his father to bid him goodbye. He never cared much about what his father thought of him but he also figured if his father didn’t say some sort of goodbye he would always have control over some aspect of his life.

“Goodbye son, don’t dick around too much. That’s my name you’re tainting when you do that” his father responded, hand sliding into his own and firmly shaking it.

“I’ll do my best sir, I promise” Charlie said before letting his father’s hand go one last time. He was going to use these next four years to his benefit and take the well deserved break he needed. He couldn’t believe he spent all those years at Welton wishing his parents wanted him around more. What a waste.

“I guess we’ll see” is the last thing he says to him before returning his attention to the paper in his hand. Sighing Charlie brushes his hands down the front of his button up shirt and turns back to his Mom with a soft smile.

“Goodbye Mama” he says, swiftly kissing her cheek and the tears finally break through and cascade down her cheeks as Charlie jogs to his car that holds every piece of his belongings. He knew he didn’t need all of it for camp but he also knew his car could act as a private storage locker so he wouldn’t have to come back here before classes started.

“Bye baby, we’ll miss you” she calls out as the car rumbled to life and Charlie waved a hand out as he shifted the car in gear and headed down the long driveway. He knew his father would more than likely not miss him but it was kind that his mother still tried, so he waved his hand out his open window for her until she could no longer see him driving down the road.

The drive was fairly easy. Only two missed turns and one incident with a wrinkled map and Charlie was finally pulling his car up to the main lodge, the sun casted over the large lake beside it. It was quiet since campers wouldn’t be here until next week and Charlie was surprised to feel peace from the quiet and warmth that resonated in the area around him. Killing the engine he stepped out the car and started for the doors, prepared for direction to his cabin for the next three months.

“Hello camper!” a chirpy blonde girl perked up as he pushed through the cabin doors. He briefly wondered if it was an act, to be so excited about not having a real shower and mosquotio bites for three months on end. Yet the bright white smile on her face suggested otherwise.

“Hey” Charlie muttered, not one for too much enthusiasm. Actually he was pretty sure he hadn't been excited about anything since his Junior year of high school.

“Did you just arrive?” she asked, hands reaching for a large book that Charlie figured held all the information on every worker for the entirety of the camp. It's possible the smile could be fake but someone with this much responsibility had to enjoy this life somewhat.

“Yeah, Charles Dalton. I’m a Columbia volunteer, new rowing instructor” he said finally reaching the desk, hands falling and crossing over the top. He just wanted to find a bed and lay in it, especially after that drive.

“Well welcome Charles, let me grab your orientation packet and parking pass” she grinned still as cheerful and Charlie nodded, almost scared by how happy she is.

“Just Charlie is fine” he told her and she nodded before bouncing off and finding all the things he needed to get settled in. After only a few minutes she had a small stack of papers set in front of him.

“Okay so everything you need to know you can find in here. Cabin number, work schedule, map of the resort, and anything else you can imagine. When you get to your lodge you’ll find your walkie and uniform waiting for you. Meals and everything are all inclusive for staff and we hope you have a great summer” she finished her well practiced spiel and Charlie smiled as he collected the thick packet from in front of him.

“Thanks..”

“Josie” she filled in and he nodded.

“Thanks Josie, see you around” he tells her before heading back towards the front doors and where he left his car. Using the map to find employee parking Charlie found himself unloading the two suitcases he packed specifically meant for camp and locking up the rest of his belongings in his car. It was a bit harder to find the cabins but finally he was in the upper woods, brown buildings matching the next all in various rows. A big fire burning with a few people chattering around it and Charlie quickly looked for cabin number sixteen.

Valerie had only been here an hour and already smelled like wood smoke. This wouldn't have been the case if she didn't somehow end up in a cabin with Chrissy Norwick. Valerie didn't necessarily mind the girl but she liked having a chill first day and Chrissy already had five girls compiled in the small shared cabin as she retold the stories of each date she had with Nate Fanning over the school year. She knew it would be the same thing, Nate would appear at camp and pretend Chrissy didn't exist, that was until the fall when he no longer had all of the camps options to focus on.

So Valerie sat by the fire with a few old friends she had been volunteering with since she was sixteen and listened to their much more relaxed conversation as she waited for her cabin to be much less crowded. It was then she saw a taller boy, chestnut hair falling in his eyes, as he walked the trail up into the cabins. It wasn't often new volunteers came around here so she was immediately perking up. He was handsome, in a soft way. A suitcase hung from each of his arms and she could tell from the hike and the strain off the weight, his chest was puffing out broadly. The small beads of sweat collecting at his hair line convinced her to approach him before no one else could.

"Hey, you need some help?" she curiously asked, straightening out her shirt as she appeared on the trail beside him. He jumped only lightly due to her quick appearance and she tried to hide her amusment.

"I’m fine" he muttered even though his hair was now starting to stick to his forehead from sweat.

“First rule as a staff camper, no job is too small to ask for help” and she was snatching one of the suit cases out of his hand that had been weighing him down the entire trek up the hill. Realizing she wasn’t going away anytime soon he finally took a moment to take her in. The white staff shirt laid across her shoulders and the eagle symbol stretched across the center of her chest. He admired her full hips and bright smile. Her long brunette hair tied high in a ponytail that hung in curly strands down her back. She was pretty and he was supposed to last all summer around girls like this. He prayed she wasn’t a lifeguard.

“For the record, I never asked” he told her before starting towards the cabins where she followed quickly behind.

“Well what cabin is yours then Mr. Independent?” she asked, ignoring his previous statement, and the boy sighed. He was realizing pretty quickly that most people around here were pretty cheerful and stubborn.

“Sixteen and the name is Charlie” he caved and finally she was beaming a smile back at him that made her eyes sparkle. He hated that her eyes sparkled.

“Well Charlie I’m Valerie and you’re in luck. I just so happen to be in cabin fifteen” and she was walking along and leaving him behind, going in a direction all too familiar to her. Charlie was a bit shocked by her ease but followed nonetheless as she led him to a destination he had been counting on the last five hours.

"So clearly you're new, so I'll share some wise wisdom as a camper of three years" Valerie told him, thrilled to have something to do other than stare at a campfire in the middle of the day. The June sun was already hot enough. "Never use the showers on the south end. Theyre used the least so not only do they include a variety of bugs you've never seen before but they’re also the showers that lose hot water first"

"This is not making this anymore exciting" Charlie says and the laugh that comes from Valerie surprises them both. Charlie hates the way the sound wraps around his heart and makes him content.

"If Big Al enters the bathrooms wait at least thirty minutes before going in. If you don't know who that is you'll find out fairly quickly. If it's an emergency we're surrounded by woods for a reason" and now Charlie is the one laughing which based on his attitude when they first met has Valerie fairly surprised.

"Lastly tuesday nights mystery dinner sounds fun but it's actually a mix of leftovers from the previous week so we have staff dinner here" Valerie says just as they approach cabin sixteen only to hear the girl laughs from the one beside it.

"Shouldn't you be in there giggling away?" Charlie asks as he takes his suitcase from her and sets them both on the small porch step.

"God no, no use giggling about cute boys inside when I can be out here talking to them" and much to Charlie's surprise she winks at him as if it was the most natural thing in the world. It’s so quick he's almost convinced he didn't see it.

"You seem to have it all figured out Valerie" Charlie says and she softly shrugs, glancing up at the tall trees above them. Birds chirp and in a few hours the cicadas would buzz and she'd finally be right back at home.

"I'm sure there is more I'm forgetting to share but when I remember I promise to tell you. In the mean time Charlie you can find me at cabin fifteen or the lake" she says, oddly comforted by the new guy herself. There was something nice about knowing she got to be the one to greet him here.

"Why the lake?" he curiously asks as Valerie moves to walk away and she flashes a quick grin at him, fingers gliding through her curly brown hair and Charlie nervously gulps.

"I'm a lifeguard" she informs him and for the first time for the entirety of this conversation Charlie accepts that he's screwed. Valerie was not the kind of girl you ignore despite how badly he wanted too. Now worst of all he had to spend every single day of the summer with her in tiny red bathingsuits.

"Of course you are” he says and she quickly flashes him a grin before starting back the way they came, ignoring the group of girls in her very own cabin. Charlie hates how he watches her walk away, admiring her long tan legs in her tight jean shorts. It had been ten minutes and he was already screwed.

“Shit”

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Goes On

Pairing: Charlie Dalton x OC!FemReader

Warnings: 18+, depression, mentions of suicide, heavy topics, eventual smut, slow burn romance, fluff, gender themes/stereotypes.

Summary: Against his best efforts Charlie has to start at a new preparatory school after the tragic events that took place at Welton. The very events that led to the loss of his best friend and getting expelled in the first place. He has no plans to make friends let alone get close to anyone ever again. That is until he meets Evelyn and her interesting group of friends. No matter how hard he tries to push them away he finds it to be impossible. So he caves and in the end learns that life can still be enjoyable even if it feels like everyone is against you.

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a story in which a 17 year old boy who feels like his life is over, discovers that it can still turn out alright in the end. All because he fell in love with a girl and rediscovered the hope he lost.

Masterlist

Chapter List:

Prologue

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Six

Seven

Eight

Nine

Ten

Eleven

Twelve

Thirteen

Fourteen

Fifteen

Epilogue

Bonus

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Getaway Camp : Eighteen

Pairing: Charlie Dalton x OC!FemReader

Warnings: language, implied smut, confessions, mentions of death, mentions of suicide, minor angst, start of goodbye, fluff, acceptance

Summary: Valerie and Charlie leave camp to go on a real date but it instead turns into Charlie finally baring his soul. In the end they both accept the beginning of the end.

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Seventeen ←→ Nineteen

August 13th 1961

Sunday happens to be the only day they get off from practice. That’s why Charlie is in no hurry to wake a sleeping Valerie in his arms. Still angelic looking as she lays naked against him. Andy had spent the night with Alice and they both took full advantage of the empty cabin. Neither of them worked or practiced, and as much as Charlie didn’t want to admit it, there was only one week of camp left. He needed to make the best of it while he could.

“I can feel you watching me” Valerie says, voice groggy and hand running down his chest. He tries to ignore his desire when her fingers tangle in his chest hair.

“Just admiring the view” Charlie answers, softly kissing the crown of her head and running his own fingers through her hair. He couldn’t believe he only had a week left with her. Just the idea of a short countdown made guilt swirl in his stomach. She still barely knew a thing about him when he knew so much about her.

“Someone is feeling charming this morning” she says, opening her eyes and hooking her leg between his own. He wished they could stay pressed together like this forever. Feel her heart beat against his chest, run his calloused hands over her smooth skin.

“I’m always charming” he tells her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her weight on top of him. When her breasts settle against his chest he’s quick to kiss her. Needing to do it while he still had the opportunity.

“What do you want to do today?” she asks once he pulls back, hands settled on his shoulders and admiring his soft features. The very ones that captured her attention the first day they met.

“Maybe we could go for a drive, spend some time in the town outside of camp. I probably should make sure my car still runs” and even if it isn’t direct, the reminder of their deadline is enough to make Valerie stiffen above him. Yet also the idea of spending the day away from camp made her happy. She would finally have a taste of what it’s like being with him in the real world.

“That would be fun, I know a great diner. We could have a lunch date” she smiles at him, masking the idea of losing him so soon. She hated that everything she did with him this week she would view as their last.

“I love that idea” he tells her and she quickly kisses him before she dwells too much. They still had right now and that’s what should matter. Plus in a week she gets to see her Dad and brothers. That’s what it should be about.

It only takes another hour for them both to get up, Charlie struggling to keep his hands off her and Valerie insisting she needed a shower before they go. He said it wasn’t fair they couldn’t shower together and the process started all over again. Yet after a while they both finally find themselves getting ready and excited for the day. Charlie holds her hand the entire hike to staff parking and remembers the last time he took this trail he had no idea who Valerie even was. Any moment before her now just felt useless.

“This is your car?” Valerie giggles when she sees the big white Chrysler. The thing was practically a boat but the red leather seats were gorgeous. She just never expected him off all people to have a family style car.

“Graduation present from my father, though I’m quite certain my Mom forced him to buy it to make up for everything. Either way it’s got a lot of room in the back seat” his eyebrows jump with suggestion and Valerie blushes bright red under his stare. Not entirely hating the idea herself.

“You’re terrible” she tells him lovingly as he pops open the passenger door for her. Once inside she scoots all the way to the middle, not wanting to be so far from him during their last week. When Charlie gets in she just grins as the engine rumbles to life and he pulls it into gear.

It was weird driving down the dirt road and past the gate, having not left the vicinity of camp for two months. It almost felt like he was doing something wrong. The other part of him was over the moon, having dreamed of driving around with a pretty girl in his car. Finally he was living out that fantasy and feeling a lot like normal kids who weren’t forced into preparatory school. What was even better was when they reached the town and how full of life it was. He hadn’t realized how unattached from civilization he was until he could smell the heavy exhaust from all the cars and see all the people walking down the street. It was practically heaven on earth when they pulled into Mel’s Diner and Charlie spotted all the neon lights.

“Man I can practically taste the cheeseburger and milkshake already” Valerie buzzed in her seat and Charlie laughs as he pops open his driver door, both of them sliding out. Valerie plants a quick kiss on his lips that he’s sure is sweeter than any milkshake in there.

“Did you know that back at home I’m actually a waitress. I have a yellow uniform and everything. It should be ugly but I’ve always looked good in yellow” Valerie shares as they walk in, smiling at the workers and customers. People their age and younger fill the booths and enjoy their weekend. Charlie tries to ignore the heavy weight of knowing another fact about her.

“Table for two?” An older woman asks, her waitress uniform with the name tag Sharon on it. Charlie smiles quickly as he squeezes Valerie’s hand within his own.

“Yes please” he responds and she smiles at the two before grabbing some menus and leading them to an empty booth. Despite the woman placing a menu on either side of the table, Valerie is quick to slide into the spot beside Charlie, and he has to try not to grin.

“Any drinks?” Sharon asks, ignoring the close proximity and more than likely used to hundreds of kids coming here on dates. Just another normal day.

“Two chocolate milk shakes please, an extra cherry with mine” Valerie answers and even if Charlie would rather have vanilla he finds her ordering for him sexy enough not to complain.

“Extra cherries huh?” Charlie teases as the waitress walks away, looking at the menu that would probably become useless when Valerie orders for him again.

“They’re my favorite. My brothers hate them so my Dad always made them give me theirs” she tells him, another fact about her life and childhood burning straight through him.

“You can have mine too then” Charlie tells her and she grins, settling beside him and glancing at her own menu.

“My Dad said my Mom loved cherries so that must be why I do too. I assume that’s why my Dad always gave me his even though I know he likes them too” Valerie tells him and Charlie hates that he burns with guilt, unsure what to say to her, when in reality all she wanted to do was share more of herself with him.

“Neil loved cherries” he finally says and Valerie freezes, glancing at Charlie to find he’s looking anywhere but her. She realizes why when she sees the tears that rim his eyes.

“Who’s Neil?” she asks and Charlie lets out a slight laugh, hand dragging over his mouth as he looks out the diner windows.

“Neil’s my best friend. I’d never share my cherries with him though.” He says with a soft laugh and Valerie quickly goes over the friends she met in his head. If she was correct none of them were named Neil. None of them even had a name that started with N.

“How come Neil didn’t visit last weekend?” she asks but then the past tense he had used registers with her, the tears burning in his eyes. Now she felt like such an asshole for asking.

“Neil took his life two years ago. I like to blame that for the reason I got kicked out of school but that’s just because I had no where else for my anger to go” and Valerie can’t ask anymore questions when two chocolate shakes are set in front of them.

“Ready to order?” Sharon’s bored voice asks and Valerie quickly turns to her with a smile she can barely muster.

“Two cheeseburgers with fries please, nothing else. Thanks” and Sharon nods, writing the order down and stalking off so Valerie can turn her attention back to the boy.

“Charlie I’m so sorry, I didn’t know” she says, wincing when she realizes it sounds silly. Of course she didn’t know, he didn’t want her to know, probably for this exact reason. Having to accommodate one more person who would never understand. Yet Valerie did, it was the same way she felt when people tried to relate to having a dead Mom.

“It’s okay V, I’m better now. I’ve come to terms with it and I finished out school. Of course not without the resentment of my father but I’m pretty used to that” he tells her, hand rubbing her shoulder as if she was the one who needed to be comforted.

“You don’t have to tell me all this Charlie, it’s okay” she assures him, having become content with him keeping to himself. It never stopped her from loving him.

“Yes I do. You deserve to know me, even if we only have one more week together. I love you too much to not give you all of me” His words are syrupy sweet and now tears fill Valerie’s eyes as she moves to hug him close.

“Where is all this coming from?” she asks, a hand rubbing up and down his back as he hugs her back. Charlie realizes nobody ever really hugged him after Neil died. It’s nice.

“You just kept sharing stuff about your family, the fun and important things. You deserved to know mine too” he tells her and Valerie pulls back, revealing the tears that fell down her cheeks that Charlie hadn’t dared to shed yet.

“I didn’t mean to make you feel guilty. I just really miss them. As much as I hate the idea of saying goodbye to you, I love that I get to see them soon too” she says, wiping her tears away and Charlie smiles as he pushes some of her hair behind her ears.

“You should be, it’s the same way I feel about my friends. Last weekend was the first time I got to see them since Neil passed and now I feel helpless without them all over again” Charlie explains, realizing when his friends left that day that the hole in his heart wasn’t just from Neil but them too. They always were his real family.

“What was Neil like?” and it’s not the question Charlie expects. Nobody ever asked him about Neil anymore, only offered condolences or refused to bring him up in fear of reopening old wounds. It’s the first time Charlie realizes he should be talking about Neil, sharing his legacy, and sharing how proud he was of him.

“Neil was the best guy I know. Confident but also smart and kind. He was good at keeping me out of trouble. He used his head way more than I ever did. He was also good at accommodating everyone. In spite of my pride he was sorta the leader of the group, kept us all together” Charlie explains, smiling about moments and memories passed. The few times he was able to get Neil to bend the rules. How warmly and openly Neil loved him when no one else ever really did.

“He sounds amazing, sounds exactly like the kind of guy you would make your best friend” Valerie says and Charlie chuckles, nodding his head as he tried to recall exactly what his brunette friend looked like.

“You remind me a lot of him actually” Charlie admits for the first time to her and himself. He always knew he found companionship in her because of Neil, he was just finally accepting it for what it was.

“That’s sweet, I wish I could have known him” Valerie says earnestly and Charlie pulls her close, smiling at the kindness and trying to not be so love sick over this girl.

“I really wish I didn’t have to say goodbye to you next week” Charlie whispers against her head and Valerie sighs, the tears springing to her eyes once again.

“We always knew there was an expiration date, but I swear I’ll never forget you” she says, accepting his embrace and hoping one day, years from now, these past two months will be more than just a blip in time. Meaningless and faded in a lifetime of memories and instead the good old days.

“Does that mean there’s no chance we can keep in touch?” he asks with a chuckle but Valerie just closes her eyes, knowing it would be no good for either of them if they went their separate ways and tried to pretend phone calls and letters would be enough. Her silence is the only answer Charlie needs.

“You’re going to do so much good in the world Ace, let’s just make this last week as amazing as it can be” she says and Charlie nods, realizing this was the first time they were both acknowledging that this was just a fling even if all that love was there. A healing moment for the both of them before they were thrust into the real world.

“So are you Val, they have no idea what’s coming” and right on cue, two burgers are placed in front of them. A jump back into the real world and facing the now instead of what if.

“Enjoy” Sharon tells them and Charlie and Valerie share a look, knowing the woman had meant the food but in this moment they were only thinking of each other.

The two of them don’t mention their dwindling timeline for the rest of the evening. Instead they enjoy the food and each other, exploring the town and making memories they both hoped to keep. All while Charlie shared as much about himself as he can. Charlie also finds he can’t stop himself from spending money on her, forking over probably too much money for a new yellow sundress she had tried on. She argued with him for only a little but then he said she could wear it whenever she missed him and she quickly shut right up. It’s nearly dusk when they finally make it back to camp, both a little lovesick, and trying not to focus on the fact that would be their only real date.

“Hey lovebirds, where the hell have you been all day” Levi asks from his cabin, still only in his small red swim trunks and a blushing Mia standing next to him.

“Went to Mel’s and I showed Charlie the town. We had fun!” Valerie explains as she drags Charlie past their own cabins and towards her friends.

“Damn, should’ve brought me some of that cherry pie. Best I ever had” Levi says and Valerie gives a sheepish look knowing her and Charlie had split a very piece of that pie.

“Sorry but we were too busy running around. Next time” she says as if there wasn’t a week left and they both had to work pretty much everyday. Levi accepts this answer and wraps an arm around Mia’s waist.

“Yeah okay, well I’ll see you two tomorrow” Levi teases, starting for his cabin door and tugging Mia along. Nate more than likely at a night event back at main camp. Dancing with bungalow bunnies and enjoying the staff band. All Charlie can picture is poor dorky Leonard and being told what to do by Nate.

“Goodnight guys” Valerie waves happily before dragging Charlie back down to their cabins. She doesn’t want to night to end and she especially doesn’t want to sleep without him. Yet that more than likely won’t happen when they spot the white sock hung from Charlie’s cabin door, Andy more probably making up for time with Alice inside.

“You think Chrissy would mind me hanging around?” Charlie asks and Valerie pictures her blonde friend, the one she was lucky to have and had come to appreciate.

“She doesn’t really have a choice” Valerie says as she leads him in, dropping the shopping bag full of memory tokens from their day as they enter. Chrissy is laid in her bed, reading a magazine when she looks up and spots them both.

“Hey guys, good day?” she asks with a kind smile and Charlie briefly wonders why Nate genuinely could never get serious about her. She deserved so much more.

“The best actually, Charlie’s cabin is occupied so hopefully you don’t mind us hanging out here” Valerie says as she slides off her shoes and starts for her closet. Surprising neither of them as she sheds her dress and looks for something comfier.

“No that’s fine, I was actually going to meet Nate at the mess hall for dinner” she says and Valerie looks at her with shock, pulling a black t-shirt of Charlie’s over her head.

“What? Why?” Valerie questions, hands pulling her brunette locks out of the collar and Charlie sits on Valerie’s bed, curious himself to see what Chrissy would say.

“We decided to be friends. In a week we’ll both be back home anyway. I swear I’m not falling into his trap, but if I can forgive you I can forgive him too” Chrissy defends and Valerie sits beside Charlie, him more focused on the fact she never put pants on then Nate and Chrissy drama.

“Okay, I just don’t want you to get hurt again. You deserve your own Charlie” Valerie says and the brown haired boy smirks at both of them when Valerie says this. His girlfriend is quick to elbow him and remind him to dial down the cockiness.

“I know, which is why I got Charlie’s little red headed friend’s number. I’m exploring my options” she shrugs as she stands from the bed, grabbing a staff hoodie and pulling it over her head. Valerie knows to take her seriously when she realizes she wasn’t even dressing up for the occasion.

“Meeks is a good one, definitely don’t count him out” Charlie tells her and Chrissy nods as she waves goodbye and steps out the cabin door. Leaving it for just the two of them. The second it’s closed Charlie is turning to his girl, a devious smirk on his face.

“Do you need something Ace?” Valerie asks, feigning innocence but Charlie’s hand settles between her bare thighs, gliding up her skin until he meets the heat of her core through her underwear. His smirk only widening when her legs tighten around him. He can’t believe in a week he’d actually have to give this up.

“Yeah, to make love to you in my black t-shirt”

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