#Chapter38

When we're finally out of the paparazzi's sight I remove the sunglasses along with my hood.

Charlotte smiles at me as she reaches out for my hand and gently holds it, making sure to interlock our fingers together.

"Do you want to come over to my house?" She asks quietly

I instantly smile as I become reminded of all of our insane memories.

"Yeah, of course. Does it still look the same?" I ask her with a small smile as she bring our intertwined hands up to her lips and kisses the back of mine

"The downstairs? Yes. The upstairs? No." She replies which makes me laugh

I gently...