Charlie felt so incredibly stupid, it was ridiculous of her to think that he would be interested in her that way; they were best friends, that’s all. Curled up by the fire on the big lounging chair, her stereo playing The Script as she stared into the fire, simply thinking. Secretly, though, Charlie wished Jamie would follow her, but that was a long shot. She regretted saying anything at all.
Jamie soon arrived near the place he knew Charlie would most likely be. The raven stopped his motorcycle at the corner, before he walked a bit further, towards the music he could hear. Once he spotted her, Jamie knelled down behind her. “Hey.” He said, poking her lower back.