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Getaway Camp : Ten
Pairing: Charlie Dalton x 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: Itâs 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.
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Nine ââ 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 theyâd 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 wouldnât be to mind numbing or hot, yet maybe the heat would give him an excuse to visit Val.
âHey Charlieâ Chrissy greets from her and Valerieâs shared cabin when he steps outside. Charlie offers a small smile, waving his hand politely at her.
âHey Chris, Iâm assuming Valâs gone already?â he nods his head in no particular direction, knowing the girl would most likely be exhausted before the end of the day.
âYeah, Levi and her left around 5am. Wanted to get a head start before the chaosâ she tells him and Charlie finally notices the red, white, and blue outfit she has thrown on. With a quick glance itâs not hard to see that all the staff had gone out of their way to dress up for the holiday.
âSounds like her, itâs about to be a busy dayâ and Chrissy nods, knowing he doesnât 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 sheâs in sight heâs 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 isnât the least bit surprised.
âAce!â the girl cheers the second she sees him and Charlie canât 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.
âHey dollâ he smiles once sheâs barreled into his arms, body wrapped around him whole, and heâs quite sure heâll 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.
âYou didnât dress up?â She pouts once sheâs pulled away and Charlie snorts, expecting this reaction completely.
âI would have if I had thought to pack anything remotely patriotic before I came here but I fear itâs only black and white t-shirts for meâ Valerie raises her eyebrows and even though everyone around them views it as a teasing glance, Charlie knows itâs because the girl loves nothing more than him in a tight t-shirt.
âYou can model those for me later, we can go to Leviâs cabin in a little bit and steal somethingâ she tells him, hands squeezing at his sides and Charlie just chuckles because really who is he to complain when it comes to her.
âHappy Fourth of July manâ 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.
âThatâs quite an outfitâ Charlie says and Alex grins with a shrug.
âBusy day for me, you wouldnât believe the amount of activities I had to have planned. Guests always love it when I show a little skinâ 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 heâs ever seen.
âPut that thing away Fanning!â 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 Nateâs groin. He wonders if he actually even knew how to dance, let alone teach a class.
âHey, complain all you want, but I could probably guarantee I made more tips than all of you combined todayâ he points a finger at each of them, a different kind of cockiness and confident persona than Charlie ever had. Heâs almost thankful but then he wonders if growing up as a preparatory school kid really did affect him.
âCanât argue there, Mrs. Thompson squeezed my ass during Simon Says todayâ Alex says, shivering at the thought of the older woman. Valerie canât contain her giggles with that image now in her head.
âNothing is worse than the time Mrs. Kellerman insisted I teach her mouth to mouth and then attempting to practice on meâ Levi says, a hand wiping at his mouth as if the older womanâs lips were somehow still there.
âWhat about you Charlie, any older women hit on you yet?â 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.
âOnly 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 crotchâ this has the boys laughing loudly at his sheepish answer and even Valerie canât contain her giggles at the thought. Poor uncomfortable Charlie probably unsure what to do as the woman leaned closer and closer.
âOh poor baby, Iâm sure that was traumaticâ Valerie says, voice full of amusement as she pats the boys chest and he rolls his eyes as the boys continue to laugh.
âValerie, donât pretend like all the guys here donât ogle you everydayâ Alex points out and Valerie just shakes her head before propping her hands on her hips.
âThatâs only because men can never take a hint and I look damn good in a bathing suitâ 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.
âLetâs just all agree itâs apart of the jobâ Levi starts and everyone nods. âAnd Nate just happens to abuse his powerâ
âHey!â the boys begin arguing and Valerie just rolls her eyes before laughing and sliding her hand into Charlieâs.
âWeâll see you boys at the Tip later. Levi, me and Charlie are going to steal some of your clothesâ and Charlie is quite certain the boys didnât 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.
Itâs not long until Charlie is dressed in one his white T-shirts and a pair of flag shorts they had found in Leviâs cabin. They surprisingly fit even though Charlieâs 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 didnât 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.
âPlease tell me itâs not some random staff blowing off these fireworks?â Charlie asks after a beat, admiring the way Valerieâs hair cascaded down her back. How it matches perfectly with her tan skin and the red sundress on her form. He fears heâll 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.
âNo, thankfully. Samuel Adler hires professionals that put on this big show. Itâs usually the only time of year I see him out and about at camp with a giant Eagle shirt onâ Valerie tells him and Charlie snorts at the image.
âHe seems very patrioticâ Charlie says and Valerie shrugs, eyes cast out in the horizon.
âYeah but Adler means Eagle. Thatâs why itâs our camp mascot. So I also think that has a lot to do with itâ and Charlie laughs, picturing all the Staff shirts stuffed in his cabin closet that have printed eagles on them. It suddenly all made sense.
âFiguresâ 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 canât 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.
âWhy are you looking at me like that?â she asks with a soft chuckle despite how on edge she felt, the anticipation bubbling underneath the surface.
âYouâre just so beautifulâ and much to Valerieâs surprise, Charlieâs 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. Sheâs unsure sheâs ever reacted in a such a way to a manâs touch before. Heâs already got her worked up and he hasnât 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 theyâd have to be apart. She needed Charlie Dalton and she wanted him now. She was going to make sure of it.
âIâll be right backâ she says when he pulls away and Charlieâs eyebrows draw together in confusion as she scrambles up in search of Levi. When she finds him heâs stood with Alex and he doesnât 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?
âWhat the hell?â Levi asks until he spots her eager and serious face. Itâs not every day your best friend pulls you into the woods with a mad woman look.
âI need a favorâ and thatâs 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.
âNate, can we talk?â 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.
âWhatâs good Val?â he asks, sipping from the beer can in his hand. Valerie knows itâs a long shot but sheâs desperate, never been this desperate before.
âIâm about to ask you something I know youâll say no to, but Iâm desperateâ Valerie whispers and Nate ducks closer, making sure neither of them can be heard by the fellow campers.
âWhat is it?â 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.
âAsk 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 cabinâŠâ 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 canât help but feel a little pride over her sneaky way of finding alone time to hook up. Itâs something he wishes he was clever enough to do.
âFine, but you owe me big timeâ Valerie canât help but clap her hands together before jumping and pulling him into a hug. The boy rolls his eyes but accepts it anyway.
âThank you Nateâ and then sheâs rushing off, leaving him to find Chrissy despite how badly he didnât want to.
Charlie doesnât 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 couldnât 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.
âWould you want to stay in my cabin tonight?â Valerie asks and Charlieâs head snaps towards her, shocked by the question. Yet she doesnât seem phased, eyes cast on the sky above her, and all the pretty colors. Perfectly content.
âWhat about Chrissy?â he asks and Valerieâs head turns, Charlieâs eye line following to see Nate curled closely to the blonde girl on a blanket not very far from their own.
âShe wonât be a problemâ and it finally occurs too Charlie what exactly the girl had been up to while she was gone. He canât 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.
âIâd love to stayâ
Itâs the first time heâs 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 Valerieâs 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 isnât until they reach their own does Charlie finally feel his heart stutter in his chest.
âDo you need anything from yours?â Valerie innocently asks and Charlie gulps, eyes flitting between the two cabins.
âYeah, why donât you go in and Iâll be right thereâ 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 heâd 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 Valerieâs 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.
âSorry, I was just sick of that dressâ 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.
âWowâ is all he can say and Valerie blushes, her head dropping to look at her feet, arms wrapping around her front. Itâs the first time sheâs 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. âYouâre the prettiest girl Iâve ever seen Vâ
âOh pleaseâ she tries to shove him but Charlieâs 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.
âI mean it, I knew it the minute we metâ 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 doesnât have to be rushed, itâs just them. The tension slowly unwinding, the itch finally being scratched. So itâs a surprise to no one that when Valerieâs 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 Charlieâs form. Revealing the happy trail and the defined pecs from the past month of rowing. Heâs 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. Charlieâs 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 itâs fast, desperate, excited, and itâs already making Valerie wet.
âShit Val, youâre so softâ Charlie mutters, lips trailing onto her neck, more than likely leaving deep crimson marks she couldnât hide. Valerie just giggles, legs wrapping around his waist before grinding herself into him. Heâs already hard, tall and proud against her, and she canât help but guide her heat over it again.
âAnd you are notâ she whispers in his ear and the hair on Charlieâs arms rise, involuntarily rutting his hips into her and thatâs when he hears it. The softest and sweetest moan leave her lips and suddenly heâs 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. Itâs a sensation sheâs 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.
âHas anyone gone down on you before?â 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.
âItâs okay, you donât have to-â the words catch in her throat, freezing the minute Charlieâs hand cups over her pussy, rubbing slow circles over the fabric.
âI want toâ is all he says and she chokes over the words, trying to fight it but his large fingers feel so good and then suddenly heâs 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. Sheâs almost embarrassed by how wet she already is but when sheâs 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 canât help the way her legs begin to tighten around his head. Charlie doesnât seem to mind, he just keeps devouring her like a man starved. Heâs sporting his own wet spot through his borrowed shorts while he does so. Needing to be inside her more and more.
âWait, Charlie, Iâm gonna-â she doesnât 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.
âSuch a good girlâ he praises and Valerie wonders how thatâs 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.
âYou sure youâll fit?â she asks as he reaches for a condom and Charlie smirks, a real Charlie smirk as he rolls it along his length. He doesnât answer her question but instead dips his tip into her folds, gliding it up until it taps against her bundle of nerves, and thatâs enough to answer her question with a yes.
âIâll go slowâ 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 canât believe it hasnât ended and finally, after what feels like forever, heâs flush against her. Already hitting a spot she didnât know existed until now.
âAre you okay?â 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.
âYes, move. Please moveâ 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.
âCharlie, Iâm closeâ 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.
âCome on baby, finish for meâ and as if Charlieâs words had flipped a switch sheâs 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 heâs falling safely against her, panting out heavy breaths.
âWowâ 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.
âAgreedâ he says and Valerie smiles, wrapping her arms around him and cuddling close. Sheâs 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.
âI never knew it could be soâŠ.. exhilaratingâ Valerie finally finds the right word and Charlie smiles, lips pressing against her own.
âMe eitherâ he tells her and Valerie smiles, kissing him again, and secretly wishing to keep him forever. Just like this, wrapped in her arms.
âThink we could go again?â 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 couldnât keep.
âI donât ever plan on sleeping againâ
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Chapters: 4/? 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 Summary: âDarling, 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.â
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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, iâll consider it but donât 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!)
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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:
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Pope Hayward
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Fulton Reed
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Ken Wu
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Lester Averman
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Troy Barnes
Britta Perry
Annie Edison
Jeff Winger
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Jay Nelson
Nate
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Ozzie
Niki
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Donna Pinciotti
Jackie Burkhart
Steven Hyde
Fez
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Slater
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do u have any dps fanfic recs? i feel like i dont know where to start
ooh okay so Iâve 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
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Getaway Camp : Thirteen
Pairing: Charlie Dalton x 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
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Twelve ââ 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 wasnât ready to talk to her. She tried but Charlie hadnât 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 Valerieâs friends. Thatâs 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 didnât 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 didnât 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 heâll 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 shouldâve 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.
âCharlie!â 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.
âCharlie, stop!â the familiar voice calls again, and he wants to keep going, but the girl didnât even remove her shirt when jumping in. Sheâs clearly fighting the water and no matter how strong a swimmer she was, he couldnât live with himself if she drowned out here chasing after him.
âIâm not looking to talk Valerieâ 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.
âPlease, you have to let me explainâ but Charlie doesnât get a chance to respond because sheâs trying to lift herself in the boat, the single person floatation device wobbling under her weight.
âWoah Val, weâre gonna tipâ he tells her, hands reaching out to stop her, but she doesnât. 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.
âDamnit Valerie!â 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.
âSorry, I just didnât know how else to get your attentionâ she pants, pushing her hair back off her face, and Charlie tries to not eye the see through fabric of her white t-shirt.
âWell you got itâ he scoffs, swimming to the boat and trying to determine how to flip it back over. Valerie follows, still needing to talk.
âYou have to let me explain Charlie, itâs not what you thinkâ she says and Charlie finally stops his movements, turning to look at her with an anger that isnât entirely directed at her.
âIsnât it though? Even if you havenât been with him while you were with me, I feel used. You told me youâve 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 youâ 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.
âHad?â 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.
âYou think I donât have real feelings for you to? Itâs fucking terrifying Charlie, Iâve never felt like this before. I have no idea what to do especially when you wonât even talk to meâ 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 doesnât care. She keeps her grip on him tight and eyes pointed in his direction.
âAnd what about me?â he whispers, face close to her own and something flashes across Valerieâs eyes. Like she never even considered why he was as upset as he was. âI promised myself Iâd never get close enough to someone to be hurt again and look where that got meâ
âIâm right here Charlie, Iâm tryingâ 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 wouldâve tried harder.
âJust leave me alone Valerie. Let me comprehend it firstâ he counters with her and Valerie drops her head, loosening her grip against him. What she doesnât expect is Charlieâs fingers lifting her chin and bringing her eye line back to his own. A look she doesnât recognize on his face.
Shaking his head at her, he goes against his better judgment and pulls her into a kiss. Heâs not quite sure if itâs 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 sheâs 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.
âWill you make it back to the dock okay?â Charlie asks, eyes not meeting her own once again and Valerie sighs, treading slowly in the water.
âYeah, Iâll be fineâ 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 doesnât 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 Valerieâs 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 helloâs as a distraction from the real thing thatâs bothering him. Hear his father scold him or undermine him just with the hope he may finally say something nice. It isnât worth it, it never was. Thatâs why he decided to call someone else.
âOverstreet residenceâ a womanâs voice fills the phone. Charlie is sure itâs Mrs. Overstreet but he doesnât care to ask, he has only one mission in mind.
âIs Knox in?â he asks, hoping his voice doesnât sound as desperate and sad as he thinks it does. He doesnât need anymore pity.
âLet me find himâ she says, followed by the clunk of her more than likely setting the phone down on the table. Itâs not long until the rustle of it being picked back up fills Charlieâs ears.
âKnox Overstreetâ his familiar friend says and Charlie canât help the first real smile that cracks across his face as he hears this. No matter how sad he is.
âHey Knoxieâ 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.
âCharles, what a surpriseâ he says, his voice giving away the smile his friend wears. Itâs crazy how easily he can still picture him.
âI know, I just wanted to reach outâ even though it isnât the truth. Charlie always wants to reach out but he also doesnât 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.
âIâm so glad, itâs been too long. I wanna hear about all those Charlie Dalton adventuresâ 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 didnât embarrass himself too bad water skiing. Yet none of it matters, now that it all blew up in his face.
âNot much of an adventure as you would think. A lot more working involvedâ Charlie tells him and Knox chuckles on the other end of the call. Unable to picture his old friend working.
âYouâre Charlie, the most daring guy I know. Youâve probably climbed mountains and singlehandedly put out forest firesâ and for a moment Charlieâs 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.
âI wish that was the case, and instead I fell in love with a girl. Quite the adventurerâ Charlie mutters, leaning against the phone booth and looking out to the bustle of people going about their camp day.
âSounds like one to me. Especially since I figured you to use the opportunity to go through every girl at campâ Knox says and Charlie doesnât 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.
âI probably should have, considering I learned Valerie has hooked up with one of her friends. Itâs almost funny how I could fall for a girl and get hurt by her doing something the old me would have doneâ 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 wouldnât say it.
âAre you sure?â he asks, voice hushed from the way the words come out. Charlie shrugs even though the boy canât see him, trying to keep his betrayal tears at bay.
âHeard if from the guy himself, in front of half our friend group might I add. She didnât deny it either. The funny thing is Iâm not even sure thatâs what Iâm sad about. Iâm more disappointed in myself that I ever put myself in a position to get left by somebody I loved againâ Charlie tells him and Knoxâs 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 Neilâs best friend. Then he was left to grieve all on his own.
âCharlie Iâm so-â but Charlie doesnât give him a chance to apologize for something that isnât his fault. In fact everything had been his fault. He shouldâve never let Keating stop him from chasing Neil the day of the play. He shouldâve never punched Cameron and get kicked out of school. He shouldâve never let Valerie get close. So many times he ignored his gut instinct.
âItâs okay Knox. If I cried over every girl I came in contact with thereâd be no more tears. I really didnât mean to burden you with my problemsâ he tells him, regretting the call and wishing he had chosen his parents instead. At least the disappointment in their voices wouldâve distracted him more.
âItâs okay to feel this way Charlie. I shouldâve realized sooner how alone you mustâve feltâ 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.
âIâll be okay Knox, I always have beenâ he tells him and Knox sighs, wishing there was something more he could do or say.
âYou donât have to beâ 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.
âHey manâ 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.
âHeyâ 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.
âYou have a good day?â Andy asks and Charlie thinks over all his pity party moments, the internal embarrassment, and wishing he drowned in that lake earlier.
âNoâ is all he says before pulling the blanket up and over his head and Andy pouts, turning to stare at the ceiling because heâs sure there is nothing he could say that would make his friend feel better.
âGoodnightâ 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 sheâs 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 wasnât fair that it was his own actions that took this from her. Especially since he was the one who wanted it the most.
âItâll be okayâ 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.
âAnd if I donât believe you?â she asks and Levi sighs, picking at the bark of the log he sits on, not knowing what else to tell her.
âYou donât have to believe me, you just have to trust me. Charlie will come to his senses, and Chrissy-â heâs not sure what to say, because he also didnât understand the female relationship. Yet they both became pretty aware that what had happened was wrong. Especially when everyone knew how Chrissy had felt.
âChrissy will never talk to me againâ 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.
âThings will change, time will pass, one day itâll just be a story from summer campâ Levi counters but Valerie feels tears rim her eyes, the truth of his sentence hitting her in a way he didnât intend.
âThen why does it feel like so much more?â 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 wasnât ready to face it just yet.
âItâll be okayâ 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.
âIâll be okayâ
A/N: The canoe thing was inspired by Galeâs 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
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Getaway Camp : Twelve
Pairing: Charlie Dalton x 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 donât expect is how badly it will end.
word count: 3.2k
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Eleven ââ Thirteen
July 17th 1961
It didnât 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. Charlieâs 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 didnât have to report to duty. Lucky for the both of them, Andy wasnât as lucky, so they had Charlieâs cabin to themselves.
âWe better go soonâ Valerie mutters softly against Charlieâs chest, her fingers tracing down between his pecs and to his stomach. She tryâs her hardest not to eye the happy trail that she was addicted to.
âWhy canât we just stay right here, in our perfect little bubbleâ Charlie tells her, lips fumbling against the crown of her head, relishing in the feeling of her bare body pressed against his own.
âBecause if weâre not careful, itâll popâ 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.
âItâs raining thoughâ Charlie pouts and Valerie giggles, hugging him close as she presses a kiss to his chest. She didnât want to leave this cabin as much as him.
âI know, which is why the boys are in one of the common cabins with cards. Itâll be fun, just some cozy clothes, day drinks, zero responsibilities. Then when weâre done, Iâll tear all the clothes right back off youâ she tells him, fingers walking their way up his chest until tapping his nose lightly.
âWell now I have no room to complainâ 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 didnât seem to mind. Charlie thought she couldnât be anymore beautiful.
âCome on, your turnâ 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 Valerieâs lips.
âThis better be worth itâ 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.
âDamn, itâs about timeâ 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 Charlieâs sure he hasnât seen in the daytime before. Majority is their friends, sat around the large table with cards laid out in front of them.
âSorry, we were busyâ Valerie apologizes, stepping further into the room and trying to eye where theyâre at in their game. Not even noticing Nate side stepping her with a drink refill in hand.
âClearlyâ 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. Thereâs no guaranteeing what the cups withheld but both of them knew it was enough to get them tipsy.
âWhat should we play?â 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.
âAnything, just not go fish pleaseâ 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.
âAnd no spoons. Nate almost broke the table last timeâ Holly the red head says and Charlie realizes he hasnât 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.
âStrip poker is also a noâ Mia says, pointing a strict finger at both Nate and Levi who hold their hands up in defense.
âOkay fine, but Iâll ask again after a few drinksâ 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.
âHow about War?â 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 Charlieâs knee nudges Valerieâs under the table they both find their skin lighting on fire. Desperate for time alone especially the more drinks they consume.
âIâm sick of cardsâ 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.
âYeah, letâs play something different like Never Have I Everâ Holly cheers as if itâs the best idea yet. The group chuckles but all begin to place down their cards anyway.
âWeâre too drunk to come up with anything clever enough for Never Have I Ever. We need something more interestingâ Valerie tells them, a look of mischief covering her face and Levi nods. Charlie watching as Leviâs arm falls behind Valerieâs chair and makes his stomach bubble with jealousy.
âI agree, I say we play Truth or Dareâ Levi says, eyes daunting like it should be nerve wracking theyâve suggested such a game. Charlie doesnât get it but waits patiently to see where this goes anyway.
âYou just want to play so you can dare us to do dirty stuffâ Mia says with a pointed look that Levi ignores.
âItâs not all dirty, come on. Itâll be fun!â Valerie begs and Mia sighs before looking around the rest of the table to see everyone else doesnât really seem that opposed to a friendly game of truth or dare.
âUgh fineâ 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.
âI go firstâ Levi grins, leaning back in his chair and clearly having more than one thing up his sleeve. âMia, truth or dare?â
âDareâ she says, crossing her arms and giving him a look that dares to challenge her. Levi clearly didnât expect this answer but stays unfazed as he eyes her.
âI dare you to run in the rain, toplessâ 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.
âFineâ 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.
âCold?â Levi asks, eyebrow raised and she just shakes her head, hair damp from the heavy rain. Itâs not a surprise to anyone that the girl ignores him as her and Alice return to the table.
âNateâ the blonde boys head turns to Mia, awaiting the question as she never removes her eyes from Levi. âTruth or dare?â
âTruthâ 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.
âWhyâd you randomly spend the night with Chrissy on the Fourth of July?â Valerie stiffens against Charlieâs 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 doesnât want to hear.
âValerie wanted the cabin alone, so she asked if Iâd do it just this onceâ Valerie winces, eyes squeezing close and Charlie slides his arm around her waist. He offers as much comfort as he can. She never voiced thatâs what she did that night, but Charlie knew she had done some convincing for them to be alone.
âWhat?â Chrissy asks, voice cracking as she tries to determine who to be more heartbroken with. Valerie canât even look as tears well up in the blonde girls eyes. No one says a word as the Chrissyâs lip begins to quiver and then sheâs bolting out the door. Escaping the room and everyone in it.
âNate dude, that was so not coolâ Levi instantly comes to his friends defense. Nate scoffs, clearly uninterested in a lecture when he was just playing a game.
âIt was the truth, the game is truth or dareâ he tries to defend but Valerie shoots a glare his way. Fuming with anger and guilt, surprisingly some sadness too.
âExcept in that case. You out of everyone know how much you mean to Chrissy and now she not only hates you but me tooâ Valerie fires at him and Nate shrugs, not seeing an issue considering heâs made it pretty clear to the blonde girl that heâs not interested in her like that. Itâs not his fault she didnât get the hint all summer.
âWhatâs it matter Val, youâve never liked herâ Nate says and Valerie gets even more blind with anger, fists clenching at her sides. Both Levi and Charlie are surprised there isnât smoke coming from her ears.
âYouâre such a fucking asshole Nate. People have feelings you know! I guess you really donât have a heart!â 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.
âOh, like you do Val! Iâve watched you ignore guys at this camp and show no interest in making any friends for years!â Nate doesnât know what kind of nerve heâs struck, Valerieâs shoulders deflating as she faces the harsh reality. It was something about herself even she didnât 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.
âLook, letâs just finish playing the game. Everyone take a breathâ Levi tries to reason but itâs too late. Nate is angry and extremely worked up. So when his eyes meet Levi he knows exactly his next target.
âFine. Levi, truth or dare?â 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 wasnât sure there was many questions Nate could ask that the rest of them didnât already know the answers to. It was a safer risk he was willing to take.
âTruthâ he answers confidently, smoothly, arm still wrapped around the back of Valerieâs chair as he waited for the shot to be fired.
âIs it true that you and Valerie have hooked up before?â this time itâs Charlieâs turn to stiffen at the girls side, praying that the answer is not one he doesnât want to hear. Charlie hadnât 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 Nateâs 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 wasnât meant to be. So with full confidence and trust in his honesty, he answers. âYes, it is trueâ
âHow many times?â Nate asks and Valerie shoots him a glare that everyone at the table was sure could strike him dead if she wanted it to.
âOne question per round!â she tells him but Charlieâs 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. âCharlie?â
âI think Iâm gonna go back to my cabinâ 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.
âCharlie, please. Waitâ Valerie begs as he walks to the door but he doesnât want to. He canât believe he actually fell for someone who hadnât fallen for him. He was just like every other guy to her, nothing more. Especially if you considered her relationship with Levi.
âValerie just please. Leave me alone. That was all I ever wanted when I got here, to just be left the hell aloneâ and then the screen door was snapping shut behind him, the boy storming away in the rain that immediately soaked through his clothes. He didnât 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 hadnât 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 Leviâs sympathetic one. The girls are clearly uncomfortable, having been bystanders this whole time. If she had known what a mess they wouldâve made sheâd have stopped it sooner. Who would have thought the afternoon of simple games could blow up so bad?
âNate, go somewhere and cool off manâ Levi grumbles, standing from the table and walking to Valerie. As much as she doesnât want his comfort, he was her best friend, and she needed him more than anything.
âCome on, letâs goâ 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.
âIâm sorry Val, he pinned me to a wallâ 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 Leviâs cabin and Chrissy was more than likely in Valerieâs.
âI know, itâs okay. It was the truth, a long time agoâ 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.
âNateâs a dick, we all know thatâ Levi tries to comfort but Valerie just sighs, slumping in one of the desks chairs, and wishing the ground would swallow her whole.
âI donât know how to fix this Levi, Iâve never loved someone like this beforeâ she says and finally Levi sees the way her lip trembles and how tears pool in her eyes, begging to fall.
âOh Valâ 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.
âI should have told him. I should have told him how much I loved him and then maybe he wouldnât think I love youâ Valerie sobs and Levi just holds her tight, wanting to take away all this pain. Wanting to kick Nateâs ass.
âWeâll figure it out, we have timeâ 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 Charlieâs 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.
âI never begged you to be my friend but on at least some level I never expected you to be so cruelâ
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Getaway Camp : Fourteen
Pairing: Charlie Dalton x 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 ââ Fifteen
July 24th 1961
For the entire weekend, everybody walked on eggshells. Even if half the staff didnât 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 couldnât 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.
âWe need to talkâ 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.
âIâm not in the moodâ she mutters, turning back to her magazine that Valerie knew sheâs already read twice. Sighing Valerie walks into the room and plops down on the end of her bed.
âItâs been a week Chris, please. Let me just explain myselfâ and what Valerie doesnât 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 itâs no surprise she recoils away from her.
âExplain what Valerie?! How you donât 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 shouldâve been the one to break my heart, not you!â She shouts, finger pointing at Valerie, and suddenly Valerie feels worse. So she sits there, quietly while Chrissy pants beside her, eyes still wild.
âI knowâ she says after a moment, dropping her head to look at her lap. Chrissy doesnât expect this, shoulders instantly loosening as she looks at the girl.
âWhat?â she asks and Valerie sighs, tears pooling in her eyes for the hundredth time this week.
âI know Chrissy. It was so awful of me, but you have to understand I wasnât thinkingâ Valerie pleads, voice croaking around the guilt sitting in her throat. âI was only considering myself. I was being selfish and thereâs no other way to describe it. My whole life girls have never liked me, Iâve never had to consider how they felt. I shouldâve never asked Nate to lead you on but until recently I also had no idea what it was like to be in loveâ
Chrissy lets her words soak in, surprised to see the tears that stream down her brunette friendâs cheeks. Valerie was the toughest girl she knew. She tried to not let it bother her how she never got close. Itâs weird to see her so broken now, begging for forgiveness, and looking so lost. Finally she says, âI wasnât expecting thatâ
âI 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 youâ 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.
âUs girls gotta stick together Val. No matter how differentâ Chrissy whispers, overturning her hand to clasp Valerieâs in her own and Valerie sniffles past her smile.
âDoes that mean you forgive me?â she asks, hopeful eyes staring into Chrissyâs and the blonde girl canât help the smile that cracks across her face.
âYeah, but donât pull some shit like that againâ she tells her and much to both of their surprise, Valerie has her squashed in a tight hug.
âI wonât, I promiseâ she mutters against her and Chrissy sighs, hugging her back.
âIn all fairness, we all do stupid things when weâre in loveâ she tells her and Valerie pulls back, her eyebrows furrowed as she looks at the girl.
âI donât think it was love anymore. I was swept up in him and the moment. Iâve never loved anybody and now that weâre done I have to accept I probably never willâ Valerie explains, trying to convince herself more than the blonde girl beside her.
âValerie, you love that boy. Donât let this mess make you think otherwise. Youâre allowed to be heartbrokenâ Chrissy reassures and for what seems like the millionth time, Valerieâs lip starts to wobble as she tries not to cry.
âI 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 wasnât so hard to say how I feel and maybe Charlie wouldâve known. Maybe he wouldnât be ignoring me like he is nowâ Valerie rants, sad and frustrated all at the same time. It made her want to rip out her hair. She couldnât even get the damn boy to look at her. She shouldâve never let him kiss her under that canoe because all it did was confuse her more.
âItâll work itself out Val. You canât change the past and I have a feeling Charlieâs the kind of guy who will come aroundâ the smile on the blonde girls face is sad, one filled with remorse that she didnât 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.
âMaybe, either way Iâm still me. Thatâs all I ever needed anywayâ Valerie says, a pressed smile and a slight truth behind her words. She knew she didnât have to change to be happy, it was just nice to finally have someone who loved her the way she was too.
âExactly, letâs agree right now that we love ourselves first before any of these other idiotsâ and Valerie snorts a laugh before holding a hand out. Chrissy quickly meets it in a firm shake.
âDealâ
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 Ezraâs 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 Ezraâs cabin with a scowl on his face, the man finally decided to speak up. A full week of torment, an expiration date, and Charlieâs foot didnât even meet the front step of the porch before he finally brought it up.
âGod boy, donât be bringing that storm cloud of shit behavior with you againâ Charlie froze like a deer in head lights, eyes lifting at the older man who had just swore at him.
âWhat?â he stammered, caught off guard by the manâs words.
âYou heard me, Iâve put up with this sour attitude of yours for a week. So either youâre gonna tell me whatâs wrong or donât bother coming around here until you can put a smile on that faceâ 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.
âIf I tell you Iâll just sound like a jealous, insecure, little boyâ Charlie mutters, scowling deeper as he tries not to look at Ezra.
âIâll tell you if thatâs true or not, start from the beginningâ 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 shouldâve when he knew his love with Valerie had to end when summer did. How it was possible he was in the wrong here but heâs so stuck in his head he canât 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 heâs still here until Charlie remembers all over again.
âThatâs quite a storyâ Ezra says once Charlieâs finished and Charlie canât help the unironic chuckle that leaves his lips. Even he couldnât have predicted his summer to go like this.
âYeah, what a fool I wasâ Charlie says and Ezra begins to shake his head, never turning from his view of the lake.
âI think youâre missing the part son, where you found out if she was seeing both of you at the same time. Iâd agree you were a fool but only because you didnât confirm if the timelines ever crossedâ 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 couldâve happened yesterday or three years ago. He just never asked.
âOh my God, Iâm a fucking idiotâ 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 heâd care about a girl to a crazy and insecure boyfriend?
âMost boys your age are, itâs a learning experience. Yet I will give you that she also couldâve provided details or context prior, that way you wouldnât 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 reactionâ 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.
âI still screwed up with the best girl Iâve ever metâ Charlie groans and Ezra bellows a laugh, not even the slightest bit surprised that this was the reason for Charlieâs behavior this week. When he was Charlieâs age he probably wouldâve done the same thing.
âNo you didnât. Find her tomorrow and talk. Communication is key. Itâs the things we keep to ourselves that kill us slowlyâ Ezra tells him and Charlie canât 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 wouldâve known, couldâve seen the behavior, noticed something more was wrong. Maybe he would still be here.
âThink sheâll forgive me?â Charlie asks and Ezra shrugs, not even able to count how many times he had screwed up and his wife had forgiven him.
âYou always forgive the people you love. You have nothing to worry aboutâ 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.
âDoesnât mean I get to keep herâ 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 doesnât 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. Whatâs 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 Charlieâs stomach twist.
âHey Charlieâ 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.
âHey manâ 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.
âWeâre gonna go make a campfire and have some sâmores if you want to joinâ 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 canât help but think about their first kiss, how he would never be able to eat a sâmore again without thinking of her.
âMaybe next time, Iâm kind of tiredâ he finally responds, trying to ignore how Valerieâs face slightly falls. The group nods, all trying to ignore the obvious tension as Charlie rounds his way past them.
âIâll be right back, meet you guys thereâ 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.
âCharlie, wait up manâ 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 doesnât even change, as if the jog uphill hadnât affected him at all. âI just wanted to apologize, you shouldâve never found out like that, but you have to know that me and Valerie donât like each other like thatâ
âIâm the one whoâs supposed to be apologizing Levi. I didnât let either of you explain. I assumed and that was wrong of meâ Charlie says and of all the things Levi had expected him to say, it wasnât this. It takes him a moment to even comprehend.
âI guess we both shouldâve been more transparentâ Levi finally says, unable to find any other response and Charlie chuckles.
âYou really didnât have to tell me. I shouldâve trusted that Valerie wasnât using me. I owe her an apology more than anyoneâ Charlie says earnestly, lifting his shoulder in a shrug. âYouâre a good guy Levi, even if it wasnât romantic I understand why she triedâ
âCome with me, talk to herâ 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 Valerieâs heart, not him. He shouldâve never let Charlie walk out that door without explaining himself.
âTomorrow, not tonight. Tonight she looks happy and I want her to have thatâ Charlie glances down the path, unable to see the group of friends but still feeling her there.
âShe misses youâ Levi says, seeing it in his friendâs eyes and how she looks for Charlie in every room they enter. She had fallen in love and wasnât going to stop anytime soon.
âI miss her, but stop wasting your time with me. If I can tell you anything, itâs that you should spend every second with your friends that you can. Sadly they wonât always be aroundâ Charlie tells him, tears burning at the back of his eyes. He canât believe he ever chose to distance himself from someone he loved when he yearned to be close to everyone he was forced from.
âTalk to her first thing tomorrow then. I can offer you the same adviceâ Charlie gives a pressed smile but nods anyway, agreeing with the boy in front of him.
âHave a good night Leviâ he tells him and Levi smiles back, digging his hands into his pockets.
âYou too Charlieâ
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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 Charlieâs 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 didnât 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. Heâs not sure why, especially when he rushes through the door into the frigid cold without a jacket. You donât even see him when he shuffles towards you still in his house shoes. It isnât 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.
âCharlie Dalton, what are you doing here?â you canât help but ask, books pressed tightly to your chest and fingers tucked delicately into some mittens your mother had knit.
âHome for the holidaysâ 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.
âIsnât it a bit early for that?â 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.
âFinished my exams earlyâ Charlie shrugs which is untrue but the ease he feels in his heart even talking to you stops him from being honest. Itâs the first time heâs ever wished he hadnât drifted away from you.
âWell itâs good to see you. Get inside before you freezeâ you nod your head towards the house beside your own but Charlie isnât cold. In fact this was the warmest he had felt since the night he had found out about Neil.
âCan we hang out?â he asks, voice hopeful and somewhat pleading. He would rather stand here and freeze if it meant being close to you again.
âCharlie we havenât hung out since we were tenâ you chuckle, amused and trying to understand the sudden proximity to the boy. What you couldnât describe was the urge to say yes and hang out with him too.
âEleven actuallyâ and you roll your eyes at the relentless boy who hasnât changed since you were kids. The same old Charlie, just grown.
âEither way you hated hanging out with me. You ripped the heads off my dolls and shoved me in the dirt any chance you gotâ you tell him and Charlie blushes because he knows itâs 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.
âWhoâs to say I still will? I doubt you have any dolls now and I havenât shoved you yet. Thereâs a perfectly good snow bank right here begging for itâ Charlie points to the pile of freshly plowed snow against the sidewalk and you canât help the belly laugh that leaves you.
âYou havenât changed at allâ you say more as a statement and Charlieâs eyes bore into you as he waits for an answer to his hanging question.
âSo about hanging out?â 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.
âSure, we can hangout, but the second you pull my hair or call me a mean name Iâm leavingâ and Charlie breaks out into a full on grin before holding a hand out to you.
âDealâ he says and you chuckle before putting your mitten covered hand into his own. The second you touch you canât deny the butterflies that erupt in your stomach. When it dawns on you that it hadnât even been skin on skin contact you realize youâre 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 shouldnât say it, but you do anyway.
âDealâ
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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: itâs summer in the Catskills and amongst all the familiar faces appears a new one. Your last summer of freedom before college quickly turns into the best one yet when you fall hard and fast for Charlie Dalton. 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 coming soon...
Nineteen
Twenty
Epilogue
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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 canât help but capture his attention and he realizes fairly quickly that heâs already screwed.
word count: 2.3k
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â One
June 4th 1961
Charlie wouldnât consider himself much of a nature guy, but anything would do if it meant getting out of his parentâs house sooner. He had already been accepted to Columbia in the Fall but he didnât have enough money to rent an apartment in the city quite yet. Which is how he discovered Adlerâs 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.
âAlright honey, do you need anything for your drive?â 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 didnât notice he had packed everything but a small part of her heart broke. This was truly it.
âIâm fine Mom, I promiseâ he told her, mind stuck on the five hour drive ahead of him.
âOkay honey, make sure you call and let us know when you get thereâ 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.
âI will and you have the address and number to the resort alreadyâ Charlie reminded her, jogging up the porch where he quickly towered over his motherâs height. She hated how tall he had gotten, a grown man now, no longer her little boy.
âBe safe and good luck at schoolâ she told him before pulling him into a hug. Charlie squeezed her right back, thankful to at least have a loving mother.
âI will Mom, thank youâ 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.
âIâm about to head off, sirâ Charlie says as he pulls away from his mom, walking to stand in front of his father.
âGood, you wouldnât want to hit the afternoon rush traffic outside of the cityâ 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.
âExactly so thank you sirâ 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 didnât say some sort of goodbye he would always have control over some aspect of his life.
âGoodbye son, donât dick around too much. Thatâs my name youâre tainting when you do thatâ his father responded, hand sliding into his own and firmly shaking it.
âIâll do my best sir, I promiseâ Charlie said before letting his fatherâs 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 couldnât believe he spent all those years at Welton wishing his parents wanted him around more. What a waste.
âI guess weâll seeâ 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.
âGoodbye Mamaâ 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 didnât need all of it for camp but he also knew his car could act as a private storage locker so he wouldnât have to come back here before classes started.
âBye baby, weâll miss youâ 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 wouldnât 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.
âHello camper!â 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.
âHeyâ 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.
âDid you just arrive?â 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.
âYeah, Charles Dalton. Iâm a Columbia volunteer, new rowing instructorâ 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.
âWell welcome Charles, let me grab your orientation packet and parking passâ she grinned still as cheerful and Charlie nodded, almost scared by how happy she is.
âJust Charlie is fineâ 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.
âOkay 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 youâll find your walkie and uniform waiting for you. Meals and everything are all inclusive for staff and we hope you have a great summerâ she finished her well practiced spiel and Charlie smiled as he collected the thick packet from in front of him.
âThanks..â
âJosieâ she filled in and he nodded.
âThanks Josie, see you aroundâ 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.
"Iâm fine" he muttered even though his hair was now starting to stick to his forehead from sweat.
âFirst rule as a staff camper, no job is too small to ask for helpâ 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 wasnât 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 wasnât a lifeguard.
âFor the record, I never askedâ he told her before starting towards the cabins where she followed quickly behind.
âWell what cabin is yours then Mr. Independent?â 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.
âSixteen and the name is Charlieâ he caved and finally she was beaming a smile back at him that made her eyes sparkle. He hated that her eyes sparkled.
âWell Charlie Iâm Valerie and youâre in luck. I just so happen to be in cabin fifteenâ 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 theyâre 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. Itâs 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 areâ 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.
âShitâ
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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.
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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 : Sixteen
Pairing: Charlie Dalton x FemReader
Warnings: language, mentions of depression, minor angst, reunions, redemption development, fluff.
Summary: Itâs family weekend at camp and Charlie hates having to spend it without Valerie. That is until heâs met with a welcome surprise.
word count: 4k
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Fifteen ââ Seventeen
July 29th 1961
Charlie wakes to the camp bugle, groaning softly when he opens his eyes to be met with bright sunlight. Heâs instantly sweating, the trapped heat of the cabin and Valerieâs body pressed against his own overheating him. Andy snores through the bugle horns across the room and Charlie chuckles to himself at the current situation heâs in. He should be uncomfortable, maybe even annoyed, but there was something so special about knowing this wonât last forever. That one day heâll miss sore limbs from sharing a twin bed and how his roommate sounds like a cartoon character when he sleeps. No use tainting the memory now.
âV honey, first bugle went off. Time for workâ Charlie mutters against her hair, kissing her head softly as she stirs in his arms. Slowly she lifts up, eyes struggling to open as she faces him. When her eyes finally do flutter open Charlie feels his heart melt at the perfect hazel green color. Yet the moment is broken by one more loud snore from his roommate and the two find themselves laughing instead.
âHow do you ever get any sleep?â she asks and Charlie shrugs, hands running down her arms and thankful he didnât have to spend the rest of the summer without her.
âItâs easier when youâre hereâ and the sweet comment earns him a morning kiss. When she pulls away she leaves the bed much sooner than he had wanted her too, even if he was sweating.
âI have to shower quick, Iâll try and meet you for lunch but Iâm not sure how the day will goâ she tells him, collecting some of her stuff before walking back over to the bed. It was family weekend, lucky for Charlie nobody wanted to attend lessons while they had extra family in town, but for Valerie it was a different story. She now had triple the amount of people to make sure they donât drown.
âIâll be around, and waiting for you once your shift is over. Be safeâ he tells her and Valerie smiles, giving him a much longer and suggestive kiss. She pulls away before Charlie can grab ahold of her and he groans loudly which makes her laugh.
âSee you later Aceâ is the last thing she says before slipping out the door and disappearing for probably the rest of the day. Another snore reminds him of his roommate and Charlie laughs before grabbing his spare pillow. In a swift movement heâs launched it across the room and hit his friend directly in the face.
âHey!â Andy shoots up in bed, the ammunition falling to the ground of the cabin and Charlie laughs.
âFamily weekend, get to workâ Charlie reminds him and Andy frowns before standing and collecting his own items to get ready for the day. Charlie just smiles and closes his eyes, excited to possibly get more sleep before enjoying his weekend off. The last thing he hears is the sound of the screen door slamming close as Andy leaves for his shift.
The first thing the group notices is how unbearably hot it is. The sun already pounding down on them and it was just barely 9am. They instantly regretted wearing the button ups and slacks, but that had been what they were used to. It made no sense that one of them had been living in the woods this whole time and forgone the business attire. They used to complain during the trek to the old Indian cave and now the woods were being treated as a playground for an entire summer. Absurd.
âI think my arms are gonna fall offâ the tall boy whines, eyes squinting in the bright and hot sun.
âOnly a little further Pitts, Iâm sure your arms are fineâ Knox says with the roll of his eyes, turning to see the two duffle bags his friend had packed. One each dangling from both of his arms. Maybe he should be more embarrassed they were wimps when it came to nature.
âHeâs been studying too much Knox, lost all his muscleâ Meeks says, having been the smart one to bring a backpack. The smile he wears shows heâs clearly excited for today. Each of them giddy now that they were here.
âHey, that looks like staff. Letâs see if they know where Charlie isâ Todd interrupts before an argument ensues, walking towards a man in a Captains hat. When he gets closer he sees the name Alex pinned to the lapel of his shirt and a banana stuffed in his hand.
âHi sir, would you happen to know where rowing lessons take place?â Knox asks and the guy smiles, swallowing the bite of his fruit.
âSadly no lessons this weekend boys, too many people to fit in those little boatsâ he answers with a smile that shows heâs amused himself from the comment. Yet Knox sighs at this answer, not wanting to play cat and mouse all day.
âCould you send us in the direction of staff camp then?â Todd interrupts and the boy nods, turning to face a small trail behind the community building.
âJust up that hill boys, have fun visiting familyâ the director smiles at them and the group of four nod before starting for the trail he had pointed too. It shall hold looks daunting and Pitts lets out one last final whine of defeat before they start up the trail.
âHa, you guys see those preppy dorks that just walked into campâ Nate says at the morning campfire, thankfully it not lit in this heat but charred from the night before. One bad thing about family weekend, Nate was around camp nearly all day until the dance events at the end of the day.
âI thought they were cute. Would be nice if you boys dressed up around here more. I should ask the short red head one outâ Holly says, enjoying not being the only red head hanging around camp. Yet the gears start turning in Charlieâs head. A short, preppy, redheaded boy.
âWhat else did these guys look like?â he asks, the coffee he got from the mess hall steaming in his hand.
âWell there was a tall one, flat top, sly smile. Then a brunette with floppy hair and pouty lips, very kissable. Then a blonde one, permanent scared look on his faceâ with each description he lowers the coffee further and further from his face. Realization dawning on him.
âDo you know where they are right now?â he asks through the lump in his throat, trying to not get to excited at the prospect of his friends at camp.
âLast I saw they were by the West showers, looking real lost and defeatedâ Nate answers and Charlie quickly sets the coffee down on the bench, starting that direction.
âHey, where are you going?â Holly calls after him but itâs too late, heâs nearly in full sprint as he rushes to find what he hopes are his friends. When he rounds the trail of oak trees, spotting the brown building he finds exactly what heâs looking for. Pitts sat atop a duffle bag, knees practically in his chest and face in his hands. Knox leans against the building, clearly holding back his annoyance with the group. All while Meeks and Todd just stand still, awaiting direction for where to go next.
âI must be losing it, either the cabin fever has gotten to me or the 1961 graduating class of Welton Academy is hereâ Charlie says just loud enough for them to hear. They all perk up at the familiar voice, eyes landing on the guy in cargo shorts and a white staff shirt, a red eagle spread across his heart. It should be weird considering theyâre all sure none of them had ever seen Charlieâs legs before. Yet theyâre to excited to care.
âNuwanda!â they cheer, rushing to him and Charlie is certain heâll cry when theyâve wrapped him tightly in a group hug.
âWhat the hell are you guys doing here?â he asks once theyâve let go, the smile stuck to his face permanently as he studies the boys he hadnât seen in person in almost two years.
âWell when you last wrote you mentioned family weekend, how guests and staff have people come in to visit. We figured your folks werenât so we wouldâ Meeks tells him and Charlie hugs his red headed friend tightly. Heâs quite certain heâs never been as happy as his is right now.
âI donât even know what to say, thank you so much guysâ he doesnât want to cry, it would be silly, but after all the last time he had been with them like this was at their friends funeral. It was nice to finally change that.
âYeah plus we had to see for ourselves if you really were living amongst the wildlifeâ Pitts tells him and Charlie snorts, shaking his head at them. The Charlie who once cared about surface things had gone a long time ago. Maybe even before he was kicked out of Welton.
âI swear itâs not bad, honestly our cabins are exactly like the dorms at Welton. Itâs better though because there is no Dr Hager to watch out forâ and this makes the rest of the boys laugh, smiling brightly at their friend that looked so much better then the last time they saw him. He had breathed life back into his lungs, was enjoying himself while he can. It was nice to see.
âDoes there happen to be room for four men?â Todd asks, specifically looking at Pitts who struggled to even sleep in the twin beds at school.
âNo but I think I have someone who wouldnât mind hostingâ Charlie tells them, grabbing one of Pitts duffle bags and nodding his head in the direction he came. âLetâs go, better get you settled so you can meet everyone. Val is gonna be so psychedâ
âReally?â Knox asks, eyebrows raised having only known of the girl and their falling out during their last phone call. Charlie nods, a smile on his face confirming things had worked themselves out.
âOh yeah, Charlieâs girlâ Pitts smirks, following along as Charlie laughs lightly. He wished even more now that the girl didnât have to work today but then again he had never really told her anything about his friends. All of this would be a surprise.
âYeah and youâll meet her soon enough, but first letâs get you guys a place to sleepâ Charlieâs arms wrap around Meeks and Todd on his either side, smiling from ear to ear and anticipating all the fun the weekend will bring. Itâs weird because he thought reuniting with them would be sadder than this, a grief he hadnât seen face to face coming to the surface. Yet instead heâs oddly comforted, content, and despite the trauma that bonds them, heâs glad theyâre all here.
âWell this is quite the clanâ Ezra says from his porch when the boys approach, bloody mary cold and half drank in his hands. Not the least bit weirded out by the rag tag crew coming his way.
âHey Ezra, these are my friends from prep schoolâ Charlie introduces as he jogs up the porch, the rest of the boys slightly uncertain of their next steps. Patiently waiting Charlie to ask this mysterious man for a place to stay.
âClearlyâ Ezra teases, eyeing their attire from where he sits. They feel even more silly for thinking it would be normal to show up here dressed like this. Then again none of them had ever even gone camping before.
âLook they surprised me and I was wondering if you could help put them up for the weekend? My cabin sadly doesnât have that kind of roomâ Charlie asks, hopeful the older man he had got close to wouldnât mind. Ezra glances at the group of boys before eyeing Charlie, how heâs practically buzzing where he stands, and realizes in no world could he ever say no when a boy looked as hopeful as that.
âSure, would be nice to breathe some life back into this place. Iâd be happy tooâ Ezra answers easily, lifting himself from the rocking chair and abandoning his bloody mary.
âThanks Ezra, youâre the best!â Charlie grins and Ezra waves a hand at him before eyeing the boys who look an awful lot like Charlie did on his first day here.
âCome on gentlemen. You can tell me your names and everything about you while we get comfortableâ
Valerie sadly wasnât able to escape at all during the workday. Thankful for Levi who was able to bring her food in the middle of her shift. Family weekend was a disaster and her own family hadnât attended since the first year. That was the worst part considering it only made her miss her Dad and brothers more. After the long double shift day she just wanted to curl up in bed with Charlie yet that idea dissolves the second she hears the unfamiliar voices surrounded the campfire.
âThen he uses a bell to imitate the phone ringing, peoples heads whipping back and forth to see where the noise came from when he stands with a phone in his hands. Tells the headmaster itâs for him, says itâs God, and he should let girls attend our school!â laughs echo around the fire, Charlie wearing a smile she had never seen in her life before. Valerie starts to walk slower, assessing the situation as she walks up behind her boyfriend.
âHey Aceâ she says softly when she reaches him, hand brushing along his shoulder. Charlie turns with a grin only meant for her as he realizes sheâs finally back.
âV! You made itâ heâs pulling her into his lap, kissing her quickly and hugging her close. Itâs comforting but yet she canât help but notice the audience they now have that didnât include just their normal friends.
âI see we have guestsâ she says, nodding towards the four new faces beside them and Charlie smiles. A smile that feels brighter than the stars, laced with a nostalgia that reminded her of home. It was the kind of smile she wore when she was back with her family again.
âVal these are my friends from school. Knox, Steven, Gerard, and Todd. They surprised me for family weekendâ he explains, perfectly happy and perfectly content.
âItâs so nice to meet you Valerie. You wouldnât believe how much weâve heard about you alreadyâ Knox says beside them and Valerie smiles, heart softening as she discovers another piece of Charlie. Yet she still feels caught off guard, a little sad that these men knew things about her when she never even knew they existed before.
âYou were just missing us telling all of Charlieâs embarrassing storiesâ the redheaded one named Steven explains and Valerie snorts, only just imagining the kind of trouble the boy had got into. Covering the small sadness within her from Charlie holding things back.
âTheyâre hilarious Val, we should trade Charlie out for one of themâ Levi calls out from across the fire and Charlie shoots him a glare.
âI have to be honest Iâm a little shocked. I wasnât expecting to meet any of Charlieâs friends, heâs very good at being mysteriousâ Valerie ignores her friend and turns to the boys who all seem sweet. They all have the same look in their eyes that Charlie does. A soft sadness looming within them. She wished she had known more about them before.
âOur Charlie, loud and obnoxious Charlie?â the taller boy snorts and Val tenses in Charlieâs arms. He notices this behavior quickly, realizing how uncertain she is. The words our Charlie ringing through her head like she never even knew the guy she had fallen in love with all along.
âIâve kinda started to keep to myself boys. Not really fond of bringing up the pastâ Charlie speaks for her and sheâs reminded of his words on Ezraâs porch. How he admitted the version of him he gave her was all he could stomach. It eases her only slightly.
âEither way itâs nice to meet you Valerie, weâll happily share all of Charlieâs secrets if youâre interestedâ Knox says beside Charlie and the boy is quick to hit his friend who just laughs. Valerie canât help the giggle that bubbles past her lips, a fondness of seeing Charlie so relaxed.
âI better grab a drink before we start thenâ she says with a smile, lifting off of Charlieâs lap which instantly makes him pout. Knox stands as well, smiling at them both.
âI need a refill so Iâll tag alongâ he says and Valerie nods as they both walk away from the fire, over to the table that held various liquors. Theyâre silent for a moment, pouring drinks beside each other, before the brunette boy finally speaks.
âIâm sorry you didnât know about us. If I had known I wouldâve told Charlie we were coming and he could explainâ he says, covering for his friend and Valerie smiles because itâs something Levi would do for her.
âItâs okay, it was just a long day and I wasnât really prepared for anything. I forget how much I donât know about him, after all weâve only known each other for a monthâ Valerie explains, sipping from her cup and tryna to hide the jealousy that burns within her.
âI wouldnât take it to heart. Heâs been through more heartbreak than most people have faced in a lifetime. When heâs ready Iâm sure heâll tell you but right now Iâm sure he enjoys being loved as himself and not the things heâs facedâ Knox explains and itâs the first time the sadness of Charlieâs life has been confirmed outright. Other than the blowup about his Dad this was the first time Valerie heard there was more heartbreak under the surface.
âHeâs the best, truly. A little arrogant but kindâ Valerie confirms, eyes now cast over at where he sits, laughing with his friends new and old. He looks so happy, content, and she truly couldnât ask for anymore.
âHeâs also head over heels. Last I talked to him he was all sad on the phone about youâre little breakup, didnât know what to do with himselfâ and that draws out a laugh, Charlie glancing over at the pair and smiling at them both.
âI shouldnât be laughing, I was a mess tooâ Valerie says and Knox shrugs, sipping the drink in his hand slowly. He wasnât sure he ever wanted to get drunk again after Chet nearly broke his nose that one time.
âEither way you got a good one and clearly he did too. Now letâs get back over there before they start talking about usâ and what Knox doesnât expect is the girl wrapping him up in a hug. Uncertainly he hugs back, unsure where this behavior came from.
âThanks Knox, youâre a good friendâ she says as she pulls back, heart yearning for her brothers who Knox reminded her a lot of. She wished this predicament was different. That one day Charlie could meet her family and she could get to know his friends better. For the first time in her life camp suddenly felt like a trap. A bubble they couldnât break out of.
When they return to the fire everything is easier. Levi jokes with Knox and Alex surprisingly befriends a quiet Todd. Meeks happily listens to Chrissyâs never ending stories and Pitts bonds with Andy. Itâs as if the group had always been together and that brings Valerie to wrap Charlie up in a hug, almost sullen over the fact their lives intertwined so well together and it sadly couldnât stay like this. A found family brought together by them both.
âYou okay?â Charlie asks, whispering against the crown of her head and Valerie nods, smiling as she watches them all interact. Content and wishing she could freeze this moment forever.
âBetter than okayâ she tells him and Charlie smiles, dipping down and kissing her softly. Pretending himself that this wasnât a one time thing and the rest of his life will be just like this. Nate retelling tales of married women, Chrissy rolling her eyes every time, Andy clumsily tripping over everything, Levi challenging everyone to a different game every night, Mia always saying yes to him, Alex and his stupid Captain hat, Alice silently watching it all unfold, and Valerie wrapped up tightly in his arms. It was the Dead Poets Society, but a different version. He never needed to recreate that part of his life, he just needed to find somewhere to belong.
Pretty soon the night comes to an end, Levi no longer adding wood to the fire and waiting for it to burn out. When the time comes they all make the walk back together. Charlieâs hand laced with Valerieâs, wanting to take her home before walking his friends back to Ezraâs. His friends trail along behind them, continuing to laugh and get to know Valerieâs friends. When they reach her cabin Nate and Levi get ahead. âGoodnight Aceâ
âNight V, Iâll see you in the morningâ Charlie says, kissing her quickly and the boys all hoot and holler behind him, Chrissy laughing on the stairs of her cabin as she waits for her friend.
âAlright alright, weâre not putting on a showâ Charlie says as they break apart and Valerie laughs before hugging him and joining Chrissy on the stairs. Charlie watching as they disappear behind the cabin door.
âCharlie you think I should get Chrissyâs number?â Meeks whispers beside him, cheeks still pink from having talked to the blonde girl all night.
âYou shouldâ Nate answers instead and all the boys look at him confused, Levi and Charlie not expecting this response and the Dead Poets unsure. âSheâs a great girl and you would be lucky to have herâ
âThanks manâ Meeks responds, not knowing both Chrissy and Valerie are inside hearing every word. The blonde girl looking to Valerie with shock and confusion. She was supposed to hate him for being so terrible to her, treating her so badly, and all this time he actually thought so highly of her.
âThen why didnât you date her when you had the chance?â Levi asks the dying question and Nate shrugs, actually looking nervous for once in his life as his eyes look anywhere but them.
âIâm not good for her, Iâm going to work at this camp the rest of my life and sheâll go on to do great things. Sheâs better off with a hot shot college guy like Meeks hereâ Nate says, arm wrapping around the small redheads shoulders, an uncertain smile on his face. The look telling them to no longer bring the issue up.
âWell on that note I better get these guys to Ezraâs cabin, goodnight gentlemenâ Charlie says and Nate and Levi nod, starting for their cabin a little higher up the trail as Charlie nods his head away from staff camp. Excited he gets to spend an entire weekend just like this with his friends.
âYou found another good group Charlesâ Knox says, arm wrapping around his neck and pulling him into his side. Charlie laughs and accepts the closeness with his friends that he hadnât been welcome to in over a year.
âYeah Knoxious, but there still isnât anyone quite like you guysâ and the boys all smile, walking side by side through the trees and feeling awfully reminiscent about a time that felt like forever ago. Pretending that none of them notice thereâs two of them missing that were just as important too.
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Getaway Camp : Two
Pairing: Charlie Dalton x FemReader
Warnings: mentions of drinking, language, sexual innuendos, blatant staring, physical attraction, mentions of drowning, fluff.
Summary: Charlie ends up attending staff orientation hung over. It doesnât help that he has to spend the entirety of it with Valerie in a bathing suit. Maybe summer wasnât off to such a great start.
word count: 3.4k
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One ââ Three
June 5th 1961
When the camp bugle goes off at 7am sharp, awaking each of the staff, Charlie finds himself instantly groaning from the sound. He had never been hungover in his life, until now. The sound rung in his ears and he definitely didnât get enough sleep to work off the drinking from last night, but today was his first day. The day he learned all the necessary things needed to stay employed and away from home. It should be easy, right now it was not.
âRough night?â Andy, his room mate, snickers from his bed on the opposing side of the room. Charlie only groans in response again, pressing his palms into his eyes to relieve some of the tension.
âNo more drinking for me this summerâ Charlie finally says, sitting up and realizing very quickly that he needed a shower.
âYeah, weâll see how long that lasts big guyâ Andy chuckles, and Charlie briefly recalls a moment from the night that was entirely too fuzzy this morning. Valerie had walked him here but what did he say to her? Before he could think it through, Andy was pulling his staff shirt over his head, and moving towards the door. âWe got an hour till breakfast, I suggest you do everything you can to recover by thenâ
âThanksâ Charlie muttered as Andy slipped out the door to go off and do whatever it was he needed to do. Charlie still wasnât sure heâd establish a friendship with the guy just yet, but he couldnât count it out. Since the moment he had gotten here, he had been fairly surprised.
Forcing himself up Charlie found a stray water bottle and chugged majority of it down. Digging in his bag he was able to find some ibuprofen and he finished off the water bottle with that. Now on the road to recovery he grabbed his Staff shirt and some fresh clothes to start the trek to the showers. Grabbing his caddy and towel he made his way to the West showers, taking Valerieâs advice about the South ones. Finally leaving the showers dressed in fresh clothes and hair damp on top his head, he figured breakfast would be the last to his cure, and heâd be good to go for the rest of the day.
The walk to the mess hall from staff camp wasn't terrible, but with the hot 80 degree sun pounding down on his hungover eyes, he deemed it the worst hike he had ever done. He needed some coffee and the largest stack of pancakes he could find, or he would never survive the rest of the day.
"Hey Ace, beautiful morning!" the now newly familiar voice called and Charlie looked up from his feet to find Valerie stood beside Levi. She wore cotton shorts and her white Staff hoodie with the eagle symbol stitched delicately on the side. Her red bathing suit peaked out the top of her zipper and suddenly his entire mouth went dry. Not only was she still the most gorgeous thing he has laid his eyes on but she called him Ace. Nobody had called him Ace since Mr. Keating.
"Not really" Charlie finally grumbled back as he reached them and Levi let out a heavy laugh, his red swim trunks tight around his legs and white staff shirt spread across his chest. What a duo these two were.
"Sounds like you need Val's hangover special" Levi said as Charlie passed him, clapping his hands over Charlieâs shoulders and following behind as they reached the mess hall. Charlie chuckled, enjoying the cool breeze the air conditioning let into the mess hall. He had a feeling this would be his favorite spot at camp.
"What's that? Another drink?" he curiously asks, looking over his shoulders just to spot the brunette girl, all long tan legs and wavy brown hair.
"I take offense to that, I'm not an alcholic" she defends, arms crossed over her chest and only further exencuating her body in that gorgeous red suit.
"He's got a point Val, for someone who drank more than any of us, you seem awfully chipper" Levi says as he lets go of Charlie, guiding him towards a table they could all share.
âSorry I can handle my alcohol better than two big guysâ she responds, sarcasm dripping from her tone and even though Levi laughs, Charlieâs reminded of her whispering âbig guyâ to him last night and suddenly heâs hot all over again.
âWeâre just teasing Val, but hey at least one of us is bushy-tailed enough to handle orientationâ Levi grins at her before starting towards the line of similarly dressed staff, making their way through the lunch line and feeling up for the day.
âCome on Ace, letâs get you my hangover cureâ she smiles at Charlie, hazel green eyes dazzling. Charlie moves without even questioning it, steady with her step in the direction Levi just went.
Charlie doesnât say a word as he just stands and holds his tray that Valerie continues to pile food on. His mouth waters with each scoop and then dries every time she flashes him that pretty white smile. Itâs not long until he has an eccentric array of foods across his tray, majority that Charlie is uncertain of with the way his stomach feels. He allows it any way, following Valerie like a lost puppy back to the table Levi was already sat at, now accompanied by Nate and Alex. Charlie realizes itâs fairly normal for Valerie to be the only girl amongst her friends and he briefly wonders why.
"Eat up, you have a big day ahead of you" Valerie encourages before sitting and digging in. Charlie follows suit, obeying even though the last thing he wanted was eggs covered in maple syrup. Even the sausage was making him nauseous but he had all this food and now his only option was to eat it.
"You were crazy last night man, we warned you about trying to keep up with Valerie" Nate says with a snort, shoving a piece of bacon in his mouth. Charlie shrugged, doing his best to slowly chew his food and keep the nausea at bay.
"Leave him alone, let's talk about you and Mia" Evelyn said, wiggling her eyebrows at her friend who just rolled his eyes in response. Yet Nate gets saved when a sharp voice of a woman fills the room.
âWelcome Staff Campers to the 1961 summer season!â the room erupts in cheers, reverberating against the wooden walls, tables, chairs, and floor. Charlie has a feeling heâd be quite tired of looking at wood after living in it for the next three months.
âIâm Martha Adler, Samuel Adlerâs wife. Majority of you know me from previous seasons but my job is simply to be in charge of all of you. Do not let this sound threatening. I simply want us to have the best summer together so if you need something, please come to meâ chatter goes amongst the tables in the room. Previous campers with fond faces and new ones slightly panicked.
âMartha is the bestâ Valerie leans over to whisper in Charlieâs ear and he swallows hard as the hair rises on his arms just from the close proximity.
âToday and the rest of this week is built for everyone to prepare for our summer campers. I promise I will try to make it as easy on you as possible. You guys are here because youâre the best at what you do but for safety reasons, we still have to train. So please, for my sake, try your best to get through it. I know you all partied hard last night but we gotta push through. So do your best and make me proudâ the crowd chuckles, all knowing exactly what kind of festivities they got up to last night. Charlie and Valerie included.
âFor my previous campers you know how this works but for my new ones, youâll be split into groups. So after breakfast the children camp counselors are to report to the kids camp, food service will stay here in the mess hall, water sports will meet at the dock, guest services at the head lodge, sports counselors at the gym, entertainment staff in the amphitheater, and head counselors will meet in my officeâ Martha fired off, eyeing the clipboard in her hands and very clearly having this down to a system now. Charlie internally groaned as he realized his category correlated with Valerieâs. He wasnât sure he could survive much longer with her imagining exactly what that bathing suit looked like.
âYou let me get drunk knowing we had to spend all day training in the heat, didnât you?â he whispered to Valerie and she just grinned as she shrugged her shoulders.
âI am not in a position to either confirm or deny thatâ she tells him, knocking her shoulder with his own and he chuckles. Aimless flirting aside he was beginning to understand the fondness that surrounded Valerie. Why she had been so welcomed into these group of boys. She was different, in a good or bad way, Charlie wasnât sure yet.
âI have a feeling this will be the best summer season yet and my best staff to date. So letâs make this one to remember for years to come and most of all, have fun!â Martha Adler finishes out, the staff erupting in cheers and clearly holding high adoration for this place. Charlie had just assumed everyone worked here for some conspicuous reason but as he sees the happy faces around him, he realizes some people just really love it here.
âYou ready Val?â Levi asks, his plate of food somehow already vanished and Valerie smiles as she grabs a piece of bacon from her mainly empty plate.
âAs Iâll ever beâ she tells him before standing and Charlie canât hide the confused look on his face as he watches the two begin to leave with their trays. Valerie clocks it quickly and bends down to offer him that signature sweet smirk of hers.
âDonât worry, weâll see you at the dock. Weâve got some business to attend tooâ she tells him and Charlie nods, swallowing some of his food as the pair begin to leave the table and dispose of their trays. Charlie tries to ignore the burning jealousy in his stomach as he sees Levi rest his arm across her shoulders.
Itâs not long until Charlieâs stomached his entire breakfast. As much as he hates to admit it, he was feeling exceptionally better and Valerie had been right. He figured that would be the common theme for the majority of his summer, doubting her and being proven wrong. This wasnât what was supposed to happen. He was only supposed to suffer through this just to avoid his father and now he was already having all consuming thoughts about a girl he met yesterday. So as he headed in the direction of the lake he tried to give himself a pep talk. He could ignore her, she was just a girl. Itâs not like he couldnât man up and avoid her. They just met, he still had the power to deny her.
âShitâ he freezes in his tracks, fellow campers behind him cursing as they have to abruptly stop to avoid running into him. Yet Charlie canât move. With the dock now in view he could see Valerie, free of her shorts and sweatshirt, red bathing suit tight to her skin and high up her hips. She mustâve already been in the water based on how her long brunette curls were dripping down her back. She was ethereal and he realized fairly quickly he had no power over this at all. He had to face it head on, and that was the only thing to get him to continue in the direction of the dock.
"Alright, looks like about everyone is here!" Valerie called out, offering a fresh smile to all the faces of water correlated staff. Charlie shifted on his feet, trying to look at anything but her.
"For those of you who don't know, I'm Levi and this is Valerie. We're your head lifeguards and will be assisting you with your training today" Levi smiles, all tall and strong in his bright red shorts. He wasn't wet from the water just yet but he had already gotten rid of his shirt and suddenly Charlie was self concious. Something he had never been before.
"Don't worry, it's just the basics. Ways to save people from drowning, CPR, normal swimming safety" Valerie smiles out amongst the crowd before letting her eyes linger a touch longer on Charlie. That comforts him for only a moment before he realizes the men amongst the group are eyeing her just as him. It hadn't even been a day and he was already placing claim and burning with jealousy. He wouldn't surive the summer if Valerie picked someone over him.
âWho are we practicing CPR on?â a boy shouts from the back of the crowd, suggestion filling the air around them and the group snickers. Yet Valerie doesnât even flinch, taking it with stride.
âWell normally the CPR dummies but Iâm sure you could persuade Levi if you feel more comfortable practicing on a humanâ the crowd laughs again and Valerieâs eyes shine with mischief. She was clearly used to comments from the young guys.
âIf thatâs the only question then why donât we get started. Split off into two groups, one with me and the other with Valâ Levi announces and everyone is off, majority of the boys trying to end up with Valerie and the girls with Levi. When her group gets too large she begins to turn them away, smiling to soften the blow as they get put with Levi.
âWhile Levi does CPR training weâll practice water safety and switch. Letâs see what you guys know firstâ and just like that Valerie is firing off questions, answers being shouted back as she smiles pridefully at each one. When sheâs done with her spiel, she flashes a grin as she looks amongst them all.
âNow to practice, everyone buddy up!â she claps her hands and previous campers turn quickly to friends, pairing up with people they know, and laughing together just like itâs old times. Charlieâs so distracted by it he suddenly realizes there is no one left to partner up with.
âLooks like we got an odd man out, thatâs okay. Come buddy up with meâ Valerie waves her hand over and Charlie obeys, ushering to her side. He feels slightly embarrassed he somehow keeps ending up in this position. Always with her.
âI didnât do this on purposeâ he tells her quietly and she laughs, shaking her head while the buddies wait for further instruction.
âOkay, now using what you just learned, practice how to save one another. Yes everyone has to take turns drowning and savingâ groans fall out of each of the staffs mouths and Valerie laughs, finding amusement in it all. The staff campers obey even if they vocalized their disapproval.
âAlright coach how should we go about this?â Charlie asked, stretching his arms and making a show of preparing to practice. Valerie lightly laughs, eyes scanning around to make sure everyone was doing exactly what they needed to be before giving him her attention. The splashes around them proved it to be true so she finally relaxed.
âWell considering Iâm not the one who needs to practice I should probably be the one to drownâ she tells him and Charlie nods, chestnut eyes darting to the lake as he pretends to consider it.
âThat might be for the bestâ he finally says and Valerie snorts, enjoying the playful nature that she worked so hard to get out of the boy.
âYeah, and whyâs that?â she curiously asks and he flashes a smile, lips twitching as if he had a secret he hasnât quite shared with her yet.
âLetâs just say if they had told me what you looked like in a bathing suit I wouldâve never taken the jobâ Charlie whispers, leaning close and eyes darkening only slightly. Valerie finds herself blushing, not expecting the comment and unable to hide her surprise.
âI donât know if I should take offensive to that or not?â she tells him and Charlie chuckles, hand rubbing his jaw as he processes her words and tries to keep his eyes from wandering down her body.
âI mean that in the least offensive way possibleâ he tells her and Valerie feels her heart flutter in her chest, unable to stop it due to how at ease he made her felt. Charlie was different. She knew it the moment she saw him and now she knew she had made the right decision in getting to know him.
âHow about we save this conversation for later? For now, try to make sure I donât dieâ and before Charlie could say another word she was diving into the water with ease, disappearing under the surface and leaving only the slightest reflection of red. When she breaks through she offers him a smile and Charlie knows there is no fighting it now.
"Aren't you gonna make a show of it?" he curiously asks, pulling his shirt over his head and she laughed before spalshing her arms, adding great detail of her head bobbing under the water, calling out words like 'help', 'Charlie', 'save me'. Other staff looked on from their own practice and Charlie rolled his eyes before jumping in the water just as she had taught. Red float tucked under his arms, legs closing together tightly, and head never going under the surface as he made his way to her.
What he didn't think through was how on fire he would feel the moment he touched her skin. His hands gripping her arms as he holds her above the surface, her bare legs brushing against his own as he tried to pull her close and not slip off the float. It was proven to be difficult due to her attempts at keeping herself above water, taking the fake drowning a little too serious. Charlie stayed calm and tried to pretend it wasn't Valerie he was saving as he manuevered her into a position that he could tread her back to the dock. She calmed her drowning act down, smiling at how well he had done at practice. Charlie had never learned water safety before but he grew up in a preporatory school his whole life. Sadly he was pretty good at making sure things stuck the first time around.
"Wow, look at you" she smiled as they reached the dock and somehow her hazel eyes shined brighter in the face of the water. Just as easy to drown in, Charlie figured it wouldn't be long until he was the one who needed to be saved.
"I learned from the best" he told her smoothly and she tipped her head to him before lifting herself onto the dock. All long legs and tight red suit, water dripping fastly down her body and he tensed up, eyes darting anywhere but the curve of her hips and fully round-
"You coming?" she asked, hand held out to him and body bent over. Charlie swallowed at the sight of her cleavage and quickly looked away.
"I might stay in the water a bit, nice and refreshing" he tells her unconvincingly and she only raises her eyebrows before lifting back up. Let him be, she turns to find majority of the staff had stopped their practicing to watch the two of them.
"Come on slackers, let's see what you got" and just like that the other boys and girls go right back to practicing. Showcasing their skills for Valerie so she would hopefully send them off early from training and let them get a head start on partying.
Charlie treads in the cool water, allowing his heart to slow and his mind to stop reeling. He watches as the other practice what he had just done and other techniques made for saving someone in danger. Some of the pairs clearly had done this before or been trained in it themselves. He briefly wonders what qualifications he even had to teach rowing here. He only ever was on the team in Welton and the only coaching he ever had was Nolan with a megaphone yelling at them to go faster. Panic slowly starts to fill his chest but then his eye's catch Val's and she offers him a soft wink. For a brief moment, he realizes everything just might be okay.
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hey i saw that your requests are open and can i request a charlie fic where he realize that all this time his parents blatantly favors his childhood friend (aka a fem!oc) and sister (yes he has a sister in the movieâa super tiny details) and grew to resent them both especially the fem!oc? feel free to ignore if your requests are actually closed or if you feel the idea is way too dark ;;;
p.s.: i love ur new romantics fic so much and we're on the same discord server;)
Turn Back Time
Pairing: Charlie Dalton x OC!FemReader
Warnings: angst, minor depression, emotional abuse, disconnect, mentions of death, personality issues.
Summary: Charlie hated a lot of people in this world but the one he never planned on, was her.
word count: 1.6k
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Charlie was used to it. In fact he was used to his parents favoring everyone over him. Friends, Teachers, Aunts, Uncles, hell even Neil. Most of all though was his sister and Iris. The girl next door, only daughter of a successful family that his parents were always trying to keep up with. They always wished he would be more like her, but to him that thought never really occurred. In fact it never even bothered him, especially since he could escape from it all at school. He could be at Welton for months on end with no worry about being the perfect child for once. That is until he was expelled.
Now that he was permanently home he never realized just how long he would be under the criticism of his parents and that it would make it harder and harder not to blame the people they favored more. Everyday it was âYou should be more like your sisterâ or âYou know Iris is already scouting Ivy Leaguesâ and he was beginning to hate it. Nothing he could do would get them to stop and because of all this it had started to put a strain between him and his sister. Worst of all between him and Iris. Iris, the first girl he loved and the only girl he always thought he would. For years all he had ever wanted was her and now when he looked at her, all he could see is an image of something his father wanted him to be. The last thing he ever wanted to do was please his father.
âHi Charlieâ his sister sweetly smiled from her bedroom door. He tried to offer a small smile back but he had just finished mowing the lawn and the sweat that was beaded on his forehead was already beginning to fall.
âHey Claireâ he responded and thatâs when she opened her door a touch more to reveal Iris laid upon her bed, magazine pinched between her small fingers as she bounced her leg to the song on the record player.
âMe and Iris are hanging out if you want to join?â Claire offered, clearly excited at the idea of spending time with the brother she never gets to see, but as Charlie looks between them, he struggles to find the desire to spend any time with either of them. If he did his father would just see it as him wasting time. Time he could be using to get back into a good school.
âThanks but Iâm going to take a shower and probably studyâ he says and neither him or Iris miss the way Claireâs face drops at the denial. Charlie practically begs himself to feel a semblance of guilt but all he sees is a girl his parents would always deem better than him.
âLet us know if you change your mindâ Iris says after a beat, sitting up to usher the small girl back inside and leave Charlie to do what he needed.
As soon as the relief of the cool water pounds on Charlieâs back he finds himself stuck in thoughts surrounding the current life he was living. He hadnât heard from his friends in months, which wasnât their fault. He had been banned from any phone use, and if he tried to write a letter, his Dad would remove it from the mailbox immediately. He was all alone, he no longer could even enjoy the comfort of his sister. Worst of all he couldnât enjoy the comfort of Iris. She was once a girl he adored and now he couldnât even look at her. He couldnât look at anyone, not even as they all sat and ate dinner that night. All he could do was listen to the praise his parents gave to everyone but him as he pushed his peas around his plate.
Iris watched him from across the table, how he never looked up to meet her eye and she suddenly found herself missing him. She only ever got to see Charlie in the summer but for those short three months every year, he had become important to her. He was different now, he wasnât as happy or witty. His sarcastic nature had been eliminated completely and worst of all he didnât look at her with desire anymore and even though Iris had found it annoying before, now she missed it. So later that night, as she sat on her back porch she watched Charlie step out onto his and she decided to say something.
âYouâre differentâ her voice carries out into the night air, startling Charlie as he turned to spot the girl with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders.
âWhatâs that supposed to mean?â he asked, trying to bring himself to admire how beautiful she looked in the moonlight. He knew she did, he just could no longer bring himself to care. He hated that, all these years of loving her and somehow any feeling inside him had died along with Neil.
âIt just means that the Charlie I know would never say no to spending time with Claire, let alone me. You wonât even look at meâ she argued, a breathy chuckle falling past her lips even though she found nothing about this funny.
âI just-.. I canâtâ he says, his excuse weak and coming out in a breath that couldnât carry. Iris had no sympathy, she no longer understood him.
âI know you went through a hard thing and I know your parents are hard on you, but if you push away everyone who actually does care. Then youâll have no oneâ she says with the shake of her head, scoffing into the night air as her eyes scanned the dark back yard. Charlie felt the smallest twinge in his gut but nothing strong enough to make him feel anything.
âSorta feels like it alreadyâ Charlie says and Iris sucks in a sharp breath, not expecting the coldness from her friend. Charlie had a big ego, he was cocky and could be rude, but those were things that made him who he was. Now, he was the shell of something she never understood and her heart broke for the chance they couldâve had.
âWe never stopped being on your sideâ she tells him and Charlie shrugs as he looks up to the night sky. The stars are bright tonight, shining down at him just as he spots orionâs belt.
âMy parents already decided you werenâtâ and it finally hits Iris exactly why he had been so distant. Something that wasnât even her choice.
âYou know thatâs not my faultâ she whispers, tears stinging at the back of her eyes. She may have never loved Charlie the way he did her but he was still there. A safety net of someone she always cared about and she always thought that maybe someday theyâd have their chance.
âI know, but nothing ever isâ he says, mind stuck on all the tragedy he had just endured. How he had tried to express free will only to find out it would backfire on you every time.
âSo this is it then? You decide me and Claire are the bad guys and leave us behind forever?â she asks, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning against the railing. The distance between the two porches feeling more and more.
âI didnât want it to be that wayâ he tells her earnestly and Iris finally feels the tears begin to pool in her eyes as she looked at the brunette boy across from her.
âWill it ever change?â she asks, voice tearful and crushing Charlieâs chest even more and he looks back at the house that holds his parents. Parents he had to live with until they found another school to ship him off to or until college. Parents that will continue to compare him to every person in his life until Charlie wished he was dead. Thing was, Charlie hasnât entirely lost hope. He had hope that time and distance could change him. Hope could be fleeting but it never meant it wasnât there.
âI hope so, itâs not like I can turn back timeâ Charlie says with a pressed smile, knowing just how much he yearned for the ability to go back and change how things had ended up. Change how he felt about her.
âMe tooâ she says, tears glistening in the porch light as Charlie finally looked at her. Looked at how grown and beautiful she had become.
âYou saying I had a chance?â he asks, knowing how many times he had tried to ask her out, tried to make her his own. Just to get denied every time, see the beautiful roll of her eyes and purse of those perfect lips.
âYou always did Charlie, I was just waiting until you grew upâ she answers honestly and Charlieâs heart clenches, practically begging his brain to stop being so dumb. Two parts of himself torn over what to do when the girl he always loved admitted to wanting him too.
âDonât count me out just yet, I still have about a year of growing up to doâ he tells her and Iris laughs, hands wiping the tears off of her face. Head tipping to the sky and eyeing the big dipper just to make sure no more tears resurfaced.
âSounds good, we can talk about it in a year and if not then, maybe after collegeâ she agrees and Charlie lightly laughs, a real genuine laugh for the first time since he came home.
âOkay, itâs a dealâ he says with a nod and Iris smiles one more time, listening to the cicadas buzz and feeling the cool air around them.
âI miss youâ she suddenly whispers and Charlie nods, knowing exactly what she meant.
âI miss me tooâ
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Getaway Camp : Eight
Pairing: Charlie Dalton x FemReader
Warnings: 18+, mentions of abuse, neglect, mentions of infertility, alcohol use, language, foreplay, sexual innuendos, physical attraction, illusions of smut.
Summary: After spending a day with Ezra, Charlie finds himself in an unlikely place with Valerie but it turns out to be one of the best nights of his life.
word count: 3.1k
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Seven ââ Nine
June 30th 1961
Itâs a cool morning, colder than normal, more than likely considering the storm from the night before. Charlie didnât even make it a step out his cabin before pulling on a sweatshirt. His rowers had gotten good enough he had started to join them and for the first time in his life he actually looked forward to sport than viewing it as a chore. Best part was he got to see Valerie on her lifeguard post every time he passed the dock. It was the best way to spend his mornings. Nothing could make his day better. Other than when he was actually with her.
âGosh, you havenât lost that dopey grin once since that girl kissed youâ Ezra says from his easy chair. Since it was a chillier day, Charlie somehow found himself in the manâs cabin, helping build a puzzle to pass the time.
âSorry Ezra, just been a long time since I was happy about somethingâ Charlie tells him earnestly and the older man gives him a sad smile, feeling awful for the hectic life he already had lived. So young and so hurt by the world already.
"Well it's good at your age to be happy about a girl, it's healthy even. Sounds like you got a good one too" Ezra points out as he places another puzzle piece where it belongs. Charlie smiles and nods, already counting down the minutes until she finished her shift and he could snuggle up in his cabin with her. Especially on this cool and rainy day. Yet he wouldn't be surprised if she had some sort of party in mind, enough kisses from her pouty lips and big sad eyes, and he would cave.
"I did, actually surprised I got so lucky" Charlie says, a soft blush on his cheeks. Sixteen year old Charlie viewed woman as objects, something to obtain, and now it was so different. He appreciated Valerie, adored her even. If he ever dared disrespect her he's not sure he could live with himself.
âIâm not, good young men like you always deserve a kind young woman by their sideâ Ezra tells him with an earnest look, an honesty and strength behind his words.
âIâm not that goodâ Charlie mutters and Ezra snorts.
âIs anyone boy? We just do our best, itâs the ones who learn from their mistakes that make them goodâ he says with the point of his finger and Charlie thinks of his father. The man he should be free from and yet there was still that part of him that worked diligently to make him proud and still came up short.
Ezra sees the forlorn look on the boys face, the crease in his brow as he struggles with his emotions. He didnât know much about the boy, just that he had a hard home life and had been kicked out of school. It wasnât hard to tell he battled something so much deeper and that was a hard thing to do on your own. So he dared a change of topic. âYou hear from your folks at all?â
Charlie flashes a look of surprise, not expecting the question. It takes a few moments for his brain to catch up with what he had just asked. âJust my Mom, I called the day I got here and a few more times after that. I figure I wonât ever hear from my Father againâ
âYou will, even if itâs something you donât want to hear. Heâs hard on you because he cares, you know that right?â Charlie feels immediately defensive, almost angry this man in front of him is defending his fatherâs actions. The man who had emotionally abused him his entire life, gave him a sense of worthlessness he still couldnât shake.
âIf he cared heâd callâ Charlie sneers, slamming a puzzle piece into place and feeling an anger boil inside him that he hadnât had in a long time.
âLook, I donât know him personally, but if I had to guess heâs probably afraid to call in fear of rejectionâ Charlie scoffs at the notion, damn right amused by the suggestion. His father, king of stocks, afraid.
âAfraid of me, rejecting him? All heâs ever done is reject me. Ship me off to boarding schools, forget me on Holidays, refuse to comfort me when my best friend died. He donât give a shit that he hasnât heard from meâ Ezra freezes at his words, not knowing all of this. Not knowing the boy probably lost the one person who loved him as he was.
âIf I were to guess he probably didnât know how to face all of that, face you. Angry fathers were once forgotten young men tooâ Charlie sighs with the shake of his head, dropping his eye line to salmon colored carpet in the living room.
âYeah well, me and my Dad may never agree and Iâve accepted that. No use fighting for something I finally got to leave behind" Charlie mutters and Ezra takes his defiance as a suggestion to leave it alone for now. After all he never had a chance to be a father but he couldn't gurantee he wouldn't of screwed up just like Charlie's father did. Maybe not as bad and in a world where he did have kids, he hoped that didn't deem him a bad one.
"I just hope you don't come to regret that decision" Ezra says before taking a sip from his cup of coffee and picking up a fresh puzzle piece to hopefully find a place for. Much like Charlie just looking for somewhre to belong, a stray piece to a puzzle, hoping he might fit in the world. Charlie stays silent, reeling in his words and trying to fight the anger he feels. Especially the anger towards the older man who clearly just had good intentions. He wanted more control of his emotions especially since they were the very thing that turned his life upside down when Neil had died. The very thing that led him to hit Cameron with all his might.
âHey what do you say to me meeting this girl sometime though, Iâm sick and tired of watching you blush over her. Might as well make her dinner?â Ezra says after a while and Charlie canât help the smile that cracks across his face.
âYeah okay, Iâll see if she wants to do dinnerâ Charlie agrees and Ezra gives a wide smile, hand reaching to clap over his shoulder before focusing his attention back on the puzzle in front of him. This one much easier to figure out than Charlie.
When Charlie makes the trek back to staff camp the heavy clouds begin to drizzle rain. When heâs safe in his cabin itâs finally coming down, dampening the entire camp, and justifying the drop in temperature from the day. Andy is no where to be found, probably in Aliceâs cabin and already drinking for the night. A party lifestyle Charlie never thought heâd struggle to keep up with. Either way he hoped Valerie wouldnât drag him to some campfire he had to get soaked at.
âAh that came from no where!â the girls squeals, barreling through his cabin door and dripping water. Charlie laughs from his bed, until he spots the denim dress on her form. She so beautiful heâs sure heâll never get used to it.
âOh Val, you donât seriously want to hang out in the rain tonight do you?â he asks and she rolls her eyes, pushing the wet hair away from her face before sliding off her sandals.
âNot exactlyâ she says, sauntering towards him slowly and making sure he had a perfect view of the cleavage she had on display. It would come in her favor for what she was about to say next.
âWhatâs that supposed to mean?â he asks as she plops beside him, leaning forward with a mischievous smile. Taking her time as she presses a soft and sweet kiss against his lips.
âWhat do you say to going to the Hideout tonight?â she asks and Charlieâs so lost in the taste of her it takes him a moment to process. When the question finally hits him his eyes widen, hands reaching to squeeze at her waist.
âAnd why would you want to do that? You said the Hideout was for lonely people looking for a dance and someone to take homeâ Charlie says and Valerie giggles, leaning against him.
âYes but other campers can still go too. Besides I only want to dance with you tonight and take you home. Plus Iâm all dolled up, would be a waste if I didnât get to show it offâ Charlie blushes at her suggestion, the image of keeping her in this cabin tonight entirely too taunting.
âFine but you really should only be showing off for meâ Charlie fake pouts and Valerie kisses it away, making the boy roll his eyes. He gives a soft squeeze to her waist, indicating for her to stand which she complies. On his way up he lands a soft smack to her butt before walking to the tall dresser in search of a different shirt.
âWear that sexy black one againâ Valerie coos, snaking her arms around his waist from behind as he digs through the drawer. Charlie snorts but finds the T-shirt anyway. Who would he be to say no to her?
âYou gonna take it off this time?â Charlie asks, mostly teasing and Valerie breaks away from him, smirking as he changes the shirt.
âGuess youâll have to wait and see Aceâ she winks and the boy laughs before reaching for the liquor bottle on the desk. Andy mustâve taken the other one so Charlie settles for a long swig before passing it to the gorgeous girl.
âThe only way Iâll survive this is with a buzz so drink up Vâ he tells her and Valerie furrows her eyebrows as she swigs the bottle anyway. Charlieâs tolerance had become much better since the first day of camp.
âPlan on forgetting it all?â she asks, hoping the boy actually looked forward to spending the night with her and not wiping it away with an excessive amount of alcohol and no recollection of her tomorrow.
âAbsolutely not, any moment with you I want to remember forever. This is more for the sting of embarrassment I feel every time I see Nate trying to flirt with other women and Chrissy cry about itâ Valerie snorts, loving him even more for this answer. How he had picked up on everything so quickly she didnât understand but she appreciated having someone other than Levi to finally share this all with.
âFair, now letâs go I want to dance!â she cheers, tucking the liquor bottle under her arm and hand reaching out for his own. Charlie just laughs as he takes it and allows the girl to drag him out of the cabin. The closer they get to the Hideout the easier it is to hear the loud music from inside. Flickers and pink and blue lights flash outside the gaps of the cabin. The outside itself was already intimidating enough but when Valerie has already started to shake her hips, and her hand squeezes his own, he follows her inside without question.
âNo shit, Valerie in the Hideoutâ Nate greets them loudly over the music the second they come through the door. Valerie rolls her eyes and tugs Charlie a bit closer.
âI wanted to danceâ she tells her friend, looking for any excuse because the last time she had been in the Hideout she made a decision she regretted immediately. The fact it all turned out okay would never not shock her. Now no mistakes could be made, she could dirty dance with her camp boyfriend and pretend the big question wasnât looming overhead. The desire to know what would happen to them once camp was over.
âIsnât that always the excuse?â Nate leans down and asks and based on the way Valerieâs jaw clenches Charlie knows Nate just struck a nerve. Suddenly her hand tightens against his own and starts to drag him towards the center of the dance floor.
âBye Nateâ she mutters, hazel eyes fading into a dark brown. Charlie glances between to two but decides itâs better not to ask. When they reach the center of the crowd Valerie is quick to weave her hand around Charlieâs neck and take another sip from the liquor bottle she had smuggled in.
âYou okay?â Charlie asks and Valerie gives a curt nod, moving to set the bottle upon a table nearby before weaving her other hand around him.
âYes now letâs dance, I wanna see what kind of moves you got Daltonâ she says, that same teasing smile finally back on her face and Charlie laughs, his hands settling on her waist.
âI have to warn you, Iâm not much of a dancer. Going to an all boys school didnât provide many dancing opportunitiesâ he tells her and Valerie giggles, the image of a younger Charlie having to dance with another boy amusing her to no end.
âEven if you had, it wouldnât have been this kind of dancingâ she says, head tipping to the crowd and Charlie finally glances around the room. Recognizing the faces of some staff and others not so much, huddled close to their partners, bodies flush together. Charlie canât help the way his ears tint pink, suddenly feeling like heâs accidentally seen an intimate moment between two other people.
âYouâre right, Nolan wouldâve never let this flyâ and even though Valerie doesnât know who Nolan is she can only assume itâs someone from his school that had left a strong enough impression. One strict enough that it was his first thought.
âWell what do you say, few more drinks and some dancing?â and even if Charlie isnât sure the kind of dancing sheâs referring to is much like the dirty one he was seeing now, he agrees anyway just for the chance it might be.
As the night progresses and the drinks flow, Charlie comes to find that Valerie isnât shy on the dance floor at all. He had to count to ten, and try to remember the Presidents in order, just to avoid a hard on at least six times so far. Yet her once wild and damp hair was now wild and curly, soft against his neck while her body was flush against his. She smelled like strawberries and was so warm, it was hard not to imagine her different ways. When she turns and presses her ass straight against his crotch, heâs sure heâs done for.
âYou need to relaxâ Valerie tells him, guiding his hands to her stomach and rib cage. Charlie tries to loosen up, but now with him holding her steady she grinds herself softly back into him, and no amount of presidents or numbers could get him to calm down. Not even the image of Nolan in his underwear.
âI canât, in fact you might have to walk in front of me on the way out of hereâ Charlie whispers into her ear and Valerie smiles wide, continuing her movements, knowing exactly what she was doing.
âI donât mindâ Valerie whispers back, voice heavy with lust, and Charlie knows she can feel exactly whatâs happening to him right now. Yet instead of shying away Valerie grinds her ass against his length, enjoying to way he stiffens behind her. If there was a version of both heaven and hell, this would be it.
âI shouldâve knownâ Charlie says, a soft growl into her neck and suddenly Valerie feels like a weak mess. Not expecting the possessiveness from him. The way his large hands grasp her body and pull her back into him, how he softly and slowly grinds his hard on against her. She canât help how her thighs clench together, trying to hide how badly she needs him too. Trying to distract herself she settles into the music, finding a rhythm with his hips, hands lifting behind her and sliding into his hair as his lips find her neck in a hot kiss.
For the first time all night the pair are on the same page, drunk off of each other and the liquor flowing through their veins. Thereâs no worries about the future or the past. Itâs just the two of them, falling in love, and coming to understand one anotherâs bodies. So when Valerie turns to face him, Charlie pulls her close, mostly to hide his situation, and press his lips against her own. Charlie shamelessly kisses the girl, tongue curling against her own, and memorizing the taste of her. She pulls gently at his hair and suddenly regrets even coming here tonight with the fire so strong between them. They should be alone.
âGod where have you been all my lifeâ Charlie breathlessly chuckles when her lips find his neck and she smiles against his skin, knowing she felt the exact same way.
âWaiting for the right momentâ is the only response she gives and Charlie smiles, arms coiling around her waist and holding her close in a tight hug.
âWhat do you say to eating dinner some time with a favorite camper of mine, heâs dying to meet you?â Charlie finds the courage to ask and Valerie giggles, knowing this is quite possibly a version of Charlie wanting her to meet his parents. Show off the girl to someone special, make it more serious.
âIâd be happy too, just give me a day and timeâ she tells him and Charlie kisses her again, a happiness swelling in his chest that he hadnât felt in a very long time. The old him climbing the surface and feeling safe again. Charlie couldnât help but hope this would never change, that the bubble would never burst, and he could stay in this moment forever. Comfortable and happy with someone all over again. It was scary, undoubtedly, but it was also familiar. Like coming home after a long time and knowing that for one moment everything would be okay.
For Charlie he never really had a home and until this moment he never realized for him, home had always been the people he loved. He hadnât been home ever since Neil died and he got kicked out school. Yet at this very moment, tucked in Valerieâs arms and dancing without a care in a world, he was home again and it didnât feel as empty. This time, it felt like no matter what happened he would turn out okay. He wasnât broken, at least not anymore.
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