Chapter thirty eight Royal

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Carmella and Charlie are having a staring contest. Neither on saying anything. Charlie puffs out a breath, shakes his head, scoffs then grabs Iris' hand and walks away without another word.

"That was weird." I say, facing Carmel. 

"I think he hates me." She mutters.

"What?" She looks up at me with her big doe eyes, tears slowly forming in her eyes.

"I think he hates me."

"Why on earth would you think that?"

"The way he looked at me..." Her brows furrow together, her eyes move frantically as she analyses what just happened.

"FOODDD!" Someone hollers, over the hill. Carmella brushes any tears out of her eyes and puts a smile on her face. She turns to me, and acts like shes fixing my collar, though my collar is completely fine.

"I know we're not actually dating, and I know you don't like me," Her eyes are still entranced with 'fixing' my collar. "or are in love with me. But please do your best to pretend and I'll do the same." She looks up into my eyes and gives me a small ghost of a smile.

"They don't believes us."

"No, but we can convince them." She reaches up on her tiptoes and brings my face closer.

"I know this wasn't the agreement, but I will do anything for them to lay off." I nod and she placing her lips lightly over mine. She starts to slip away.

"Not yet, please." She deepens the kiss, then pulls away, her lips and slightly swollen and she has a faint blush over her cheeks.

"Lets go, before the food gets cold." She says grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the three tables.

Authors note: 

I love Eeyore! ~Lots of Love, Bridge<3

I love Eeyore! ~Lots of Love, Bridge<3

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