humble beginnings

au stuff i'm lazy shut it up right now

[cameronwaters-au]

“Dad!” 

It was a gleeful cry out among the hoards of holiday travelers at the airport, but the waves of long blonde hair and long limbs were a dead giveaway for Daisy. College for the average student was absolute hell, but for a perfectionist like her that attended Oxford University, it was a stifling nightmare. Freed from the shackles of higher education for the holidays, she nearly jumped into her father’s arms from sheer relief alone. Granted, returning to the mess back in New York (namely everything with her ex-boyfriend) wasn’t ideal, but her father was always a welcome presence.

“I’ve brought you many gifts from school,” Daisy prefaced when she finally pulled away from Charlie, “but I’m gonna need us to get the biggest, greasiest slice of pizza you can possibly imagine, okay?”

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charlieaulette:

“Fitz, wow, it’s been a while since I last heard that,” he replied with a soft laugh, willing his mind to not overthink and just relax, he could do this. “You’re definitely getting shorter. I knew it would happen.” Holding up his hands he shook his head as he sat. “No, no you’re right on time, I was early, couldn’t sleep much so I just came in and did some writing, I have an article due this weekend so you know, gotta stop watching Netflix and get on it.” He smiled at her, that familiar warmth in his heart making an appearance. The hardest part about losing her had been losing the friendship, mostly because he couldn’t imagine maintaining a friendship when he was in so much pain. But he was better now and he was done living a life where he isolated the people who he knew cared, even if that care came in a different form these days. 

“I guess not, no. I mean Chicago is nice, cold as hell but nice. But there’s nothing like New York at christmas and if I’m honest I kind of miss it here a lot. I feel like I’ll probably move back eventually. But duly noted about the leaves. Thankfully I brought all my hats and scares and hand warmers.” He laughed and nodded his head, leaning back to let the waitress take his cups and letting Cameron order before talking again. “But hey, how’s London? And work? Bambi? How’s she doing? I know how busy the holiday season can get. I’m pretty sure I saw this woman in town wearing one of your pieces the other day. I almost went up to her but then realized that would probably be weird.”

“I think everyone always comes back to New York,” Cameron observed thoughtfully, casting a gaze that drifted outside of the cafe’s chilled windows. “We’ve all experienced so much here, y’know? Even I can’t see myself staying away forever... well, that, and Lux keeps hiding out in Daisy’s baggage whenever we try to fly back home.”  When the waitress returned with her coveted hot chocolate, Cameron sipped graciously and grinned at Charlie’s remark. “London’s cold as hell, but wonderful. Henry just turned five, and Freddie had to dress up as a dinosaur. Bambi’s... well, she’s Bambi, can’t quite pin her down in just a few words, y’know? I mean, we were pregnant at the same time with our boys, and I could barely handle sneakers--- she was roaming around in heels. Truly an inspiration to us all.”

Setting down her mug, she folded  her arms across her chest and tilted her head at Charlie. “How about you? You know, I still feel very proud of you whenever I see your books around on shelves around London. How is everything?” She paused, briefly hesitating before a faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips. “I’m really glad you called. In spite of everything, I’ve always just wanted you to be happy. Even at our worst, that’s what I wanted for you.” They weren’t meant to be romantically, but before all of that, a strong friendship flourished and it deserved another opportunity.

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charlieaulette:

Charlie hadn’t slept on the plane ride over or then entire night after he landed. He had been grateful that Cam had agreed to meet up with him, not that he was surprised. She had never been a bad person, a mean person, they had just hit a spot where they could no longer provide what the other needed. It was something that Charlie had spent a lot of time blaming himself more and after several breakdowns he had decided that it was just better for him to leave for a while. It hurt to leave his daughter, to not be there for important moments but he knew that if he wanted to come back and be the dad she needed, he needed to get his head right. 

But the holidays were around the corner and there was nowhere he wanted to be but New York. He had been up since 5am, showered, trimmed his beard, facetimed with his sister to pick a decent enough outfit and of course he had gotten to the coffee shop earlier than he should have. But he was nervous, he just wanted to have a conversation with her that didn’t end up in him getting too emotional and making her feel unnecessary guilt. He had already had a cup of tea and three glasses of water by the time he saw her approaching the shop, his heart racing at the sight of her. He stood up and shook his head as he knocked his knee into the table, giving her a soft smile as he met her eyes. “H-hi I uh…it’s good to see you.”

Cameron had only been in the city briefly - enough to check on the boutique, make a few visits, and attend a few meetings. After moving to London and Charlie’s sudden move to Chicago, she rarely found herself in the city... she considered it a shame, seeing as there was something remarkable about New York during the holidays. Apparently, bright lights and good cheer weren’t the only miracles occurring---- a text from Charlie was a bit surprising, but welcomed nonetheless. It’d always been important to her to maintain a good relationship with Charlie, but their recent history had been strung taut with tension - the glimmer of hope felt like a step in a better direction. 

“Good to see you, Fitz,” she offered warmly as she approached their table, shrugging off her coat. “Are you getting taller or am I getting shorter? It’s hard to tell, everyone’s a damn giant in the city.” Her eyes scanned the discarded cups and glasses on the table, pressing a hand to her lips in shame. “God, am I late? I told myself over and over - be on time, Cameron. I’m ridiculous, a total scatterbrain, you know this.” When her tangent had came to a halt, a more relaxed smile stretched over her lips. “Let’s see - I’ve been talking too much and you look confused, it’s just like old times.” Finally seating herself and ordering a hot chocolate, she situated her attention rightly on Charlie. “So, turns out that neither of us can resist a winter visit to the city, yeah? Just as a warning, Daisy’s obsessed with picking up leaves and giving them names at the moment, so be prepared to freeze your ass off.”

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[debatchery]

Fight the power! Fight it with your hugs. Tear down those walls.

[cameronwaters-au]

the green light // clemory au

[charliepastauandshit-blog]

  The time spent after having to part with Clementine never seemed to measure up to what it was like being with her. No matter what he did, every women he kissed or smiled at or spent time with couldn’t compare to her and she was rarely far from his mind. He hadn’t expected to fall so in love with a photographer. But when he walked onto her set and saw her smile and heard her laugh and managed to get her to say yes to dinner, he knew he was a goner. He had never been one for romantic relationships but he knew he wanted everything with her. 

Leaving her had to be the hardest thing he had ever done. And he had planned to go back. He even had the ticket all set up but work and time went on and his life became a chaos and his contact with her withered down to nothing more than brief letters that eventually stopped. He did his best to keep up with her. Always checking to see if she had released new work or if she’d be opening up a gallery anytime soon like he had suggested. It was in that way he had heard about her wedding. A fact that shook him to his very core. The thought of her moving on killed him but he knew that the part of her that loved him had to still be very much alive and it was with that notion that he looked into the Mr. Strauss that she was marrying. 

It was only a coincidence that he knew the man that lived across the way from where her husbands house was located but it was no coincidence that he had purchased the house within only a few minutes of stepping foot inside of it. Amory had fun decorating and building it up to be the way he had imagined Clementine would like it and he started to throw parties almost every night to mask his own loneliness and to hope that maybe one day he’d see her out on the dance floor. 

///

Every party was the same and every time he would get dressed up for no one. He’d move through the party as if her were invisible, none of the guest actually being there for him. He couldn’t help but laugh as he heard all of the stories that circulated around him. A majority of them false. He wasn’t as exciting as people made them out to be. 

Amory sighed as he watched the party from his room, sipping on a drink he had made for himself as he looked around. He paused for a moment as he caught sight of a familiar flash of blonde hair, seeing the person disappear before he even had a chance to register what he saw. The next hour was spent in a haze as he thought of Clementine and how they would probably be spending this time elsewhere, laughing as they got tangled into sheets of this bed. It was these thoughts that took him to the library, every single memory of reading to her and being curled up next to her with a book coming back to him. 

His jaw dropped as he saw he standing there. His heart ready to beat out of his chest as he leaned in the doorway, her voice reaching his ears and sending a wave of butterflies through his stomach. Taking a step forward, he hesitated as he reached out for her hand, his thumb grazing over her cheek as he smiled “It’s you. O-oh god it’s you. My Clementine.” He leaned in to kiss her before he realized that she was now a married woman and settled for a kiss on the cheek before he hugged her tightly. Amory couldn’t let go as he held her close, everything about her making his whole body feel as if it were floating. “My darling, my love, I thought I’d never see you again.” Everything came out in a soft whisper as if he would shatter the moment by being even louder. 

Amory kept his eyes on her as he rested his palm on her cheek, smiling softly as he took her in. “Do you know how much I’ve missed you, darling?” He had so much to say to her but before he could someone opened the door and he jumped back as he put his hands down and saw another women at the door. “Oh there you are, clemmy! We need to go home. Victor is making a fuss! He already called four times.” The sound of the other man’s name made Amory’s stomach twist and he gave Clementine a soft smile as he nodded at the other woman and left the room, pausing at the door as he looked back. “I’ll see you again soon, Ms. Boehm.” 

///

Amory had gotten no sleep the night before, his thoughts too full to even think of anything but Clementine. After pulling himself together, he stood out on his dock and looked across the water a her house, wondering what she could be doing this very moment. Taking a moment to think, he ran inside and grabbed the keys to his car, taking off towards her place as his nerves got the best of him. He guessed that Victor would be working at the moment and his prayers were answered when he pulled up to the large house only to be told that the master of the house was currently in the city. “Is Ms…Mrs. Strauss home?” The answer caused him to smile and as he sat in her waiting room, he nervously adjusted his tie several times as he waited. 

Hearing footsteps behind him, Amory stood up to see Clementine coming towards him. “I…was wondering if you’d join me for lunch.”

[cameronwaters-au]

Clementine immediately leaned into his touch as she felt his hand against her cheek, memories of her time spent with him flooding back into her mind. He was even more brilliant than she remembered - his eyes still had a loving yet playful glint in them, his smile was sweet as ever, and his arms still enveloped her in the warmest embrace she had ever known. All those lost years struggled on her lips, trying to find the right words to convey all she had felt and longed for. "You can't be real," she murmured softly, her eyes dreamily taking him in. The moment was broken by Olivia's voice, and the blonde quickly jumped and immediately felt a touch of annoyance at the interruption and the mention of her husband's name. Giving Amory a sad smile, she sighed gently and called, "I'll be waiting," after him. 

Heading off in the car with Olivia, her friend asked, "How do you know Amory Fitzgerald of all people?" Clementine couldn't help the small smile that formed on her face as she replied quietly with, "We go way back." And when she eventually arrived at home, she found Victor pacing back and forth, a furious look on his face, even if she could smell another woman's perfume on him. "Just where have you been? There are boxes everywhere! What's this I hear about a party?" And on and on he went, but Clementine tuned him out, only remembering the way it felt to once again be in Amory's arms... and already counting the seconds until she could be in them again. 

///

The next day, Victor had simmered down, but was already making excuses to go back into the city. She was hardly fooled - there was a reason he never invited her down there, just like there was a reason there were always stray marks of lipstick on his collar. Usually, Clementine would have a shoot to get to, but Victor had taken up so much of her time, her career was practically nonexistent, a fact that her husband loved because he much preferred having a housewife, but it tore Clementine up inside. Photography was what she loved, why had he taken it away from her? What was once her life's work was reduced down to a simple hobby in Victor's eyes. 

As he disappeared for work, Clementine slipped on a dress, pulled up her hair, and began drifted out in the garden, wanting to add a few of her own personal touches. After planting a few roses and rearranging the daisies, she heard a voice from behind her, "Mrs. Strauss, you have a guest." The formalities that the "help" always gave her unnerved her, as she was used to working at a hotel in Paris, and she immediately shook her head, "Oh, Bernie, you know you can call me Clementine, and please, loosen up, Victor's not around to yell." She winked at him and handed him a rose before heading into the foyer, wiping soil and dirt from her hands. 

"Oh, Amory!" Her voice jumped slightly as she saw him, but a warm smile quickly spread on her cheeks. Listening to his request, she nodded enthusiastically and gave a shy laugh, "Yes, I - I'd love to. Just um, let me fix myself up." She quickly rushed upstairs and slipped on a cleaner dress, and pulled her mess of hair up into something decent before making her way downstairs, a bright smile meant solely for him beamed his way with each step she took. Her hand immediately linked with his as she made her way towards the door, quickly calling out to Bernie, "If Victor gets home, tell him I've gone out with Olivia!" 

///

"Oh, do you remember when I tap danced for you?" Clementine burst into a fit of giggles at the memory. They sat together under a large tree in the cool shade of a nearby park, with Clementine figuring that the day was too lovely to be spent inside - but also because Amory was a very high profile man, and if they were spotted at any of the high-end restaurants, word would surely get back to Victor. The two of them sat on a blanket and enjoyed their ice cream, recollecting warm memories. Each time Clementine heard Amory's life, she had to pinch her arm to remind herself that this was real. "I must've looked absolutely ridiculous!" 

As the laughter quieted down, Clementine placed her hand over Amory's and laced her fingers in his, letting out a soft sigh. "I've missed you so much, darling," she admitted quietly, too shy to even look up at him. "I still have all of your letters, every single one... I couldn't ever get rid of them, they're so precious to me." Mustering up enough strength, she looked up at him and blushed a deep red, "My darling, you... you are so precious to me." 

A part of her so deeply wanted to kiss him, every instinct in her body telling her to do it, but as a married woman, things were difficult -- even if every second she spent with Amory reminded her just how stupid she was for marrying the wrong man. Still, she did her best to restrain herself and gave him a sad smile, "It's been an odd couple of years, I admit." Biting her lip and wanting desperately to hear his voice endlessly, she nudged his shoulder gently and asked, "How have you been? Last I saw you... well, you certainly had your money, but now you're... well, you're very successful, aren't you?" 

[cameronwaters-au]

the green light // clemory au

"My darling, I don't understand it... but it's only been a week and I love you more than I've possibly loved anyone else," he whispered in her ear, and her hopeful eyes turned to look up at him with a smile brimming with love. "Oh, you beautiful man... my beautiful man... I love you, I love you so much it shakes my heart." Her lips pressed sweet kisses all over his face, landing upon his own lips. "One day we'll be married, won't we?"

"I'd be a fool not to marry you, Miss Boehm."

The memory rushed through Clementine's mind as she sat in her new home, staring quietly out of the window. it had been three years since that weekend in Paris with Amory Fitzgerald. She was a photographer assigned to take a few shots of the supermodel, and from the moment they met, there was an instant connection. Their time together had been filled with whispered promises and midnight kisses and lovemaking at sunrise. He had to go back to New York, but he promised to call and come back... and but sadly, life got in the way. They wrote to each other briefly, yes, but she hadn't seen him since.

She met Victor Strauss, an extremely wealthy German investment banker, in her heartbroken travels around Europe. He swept her off of her feet and they fell into a certain kind of love - but it was nowhere near what she had felt with Amory. That love was passionate, overwhelming and it shattered her to this do. Her "love" with Victor felt forced, but she felt there was no point in fighting it. There was nobody she could love the way she had loved that blue-eyed man.

Victor and Clementine moved to New York, though spending their summer at his Long Island mansion. They had been together for a year and a half, and married for six months. It was a gorgeous and lavish wedding, yes, but money never interested her. She had come from nothing, and she was content with nothing. Her old friend, Olivia, came by to help her unpack while Victor was in town doing "work" -- which really just meant dealing with one of his mistresses. His infidelities were hardly  kept secret.

"It's so boring, why do we have to unpack?" Olivia groaned, turning to Clementine, "Come on, Clemmy, let's do something fun! There's got to be something fun to do around here, right?" Clementine just shrugged off her friend's comment and laughed, "Victor won't be very happy if he comes home and there's still boxes everywhere." "To hell with Victor! We're going out tonight -- there's a man around here, I hear he throws a hell of a party. His name escapes me, but that hardly matters, it's a come one, come all type of shindig!" "We weren't even invited!" Clementine retorted with a shake of her head, and Olivia nudged her with a smirk, "That's what makes it so fun."

///

Hours later, Clementine found herself stepping into one of the largest homes she had ever seen. Everything was so bright, and there was  music, fireworks, and champagne everywhere. Everyone around her was dancing and laughing, and she couldn't help but immediately smile at the sight - she had never been to a party like this before, and if Victor knew where she was, he'd throw a fit... in a way, that made it even better. Olivia pulled her arm as they headed over to a bar. "This is absolute madness," Clementine commented, but with a bright grin, "I love it! How did you hear about this?" "Oh, a friend of a friend of a friend, that's just how these things work. God, how much money could this man possibly have?" Clementine sipped on her champagne and asked, "So, what's his name again?"

A nearby guest joined in their conversation and said, "It's Amory Fitzgerald - you know, the model." In that moment, Clementine felt her heart stop and everything went silent. "A-Amory?" The words fell out of her pink lips with a mixture of pure shock, tinged with a love that never faded. Her French accent curled around his name with such fondness, as it wasn't a word she had said out loud in so many years. "My Amory?" The last phrase was whispered so nobody could hear, and she quickly collected herself, "I... Oh, is he here?"

"If you can find him," the guest said with a laugh, "He's a rather elusive man, I don't think many people have actually seen him, aside from his photos. Clementine's throat went dry as she turned to Olivia, "Darling, I think I'm going to explore for a bit. Find me in the garden in an hour, yeah?" Olivia nodded, already taken with another gentleman, and Clementine disappeared, hoping to catch a glimpse of him.

She searched through the crowds of people, the garden, the pool area, anywhere, until she finally reached his hidden away halls. It was here that she finally found pictures of him hanging on the wall. She stopped to observe them all, her fingers tracing over the photographs with adoration. One of the larger photos was in a held thick gold frame... and it was the photo she had taken of him. His smile was warm, his glittering blue eyes that seemed to see right through you, even in a photo... Clementine had certainly missed Amory, but she hadn't realized just how terribly, terribly much until that moment.

She could hear the boom of the music below, but still, she preferred to explore these hidden parts, stumbling into a library that was as large as the flat she had in Paris. The blonde warmly recalled all the nights they spent reading together -- well, with her head in his lap as he read to her, that is. Long slender fingers brushed along the spines of books on never-ending shelves of leatherbound perfection, and she found herself growing giddy and giggling. Her moment was interrupted though, but the sound of footsteps from the hallway. Turning quickly, she saw him, truly and honestly Amory, leaning against the door frame of the library, his eyes glued to her and his mouth slightly open with shock - the sight his of lips immediately made her remember how they tasted.

"I... Oh, darling," she whispered with tears in her eyes, yet felt too paralyzed to move.

[clementine-boehm-blog]

our fireworks // amory & clementine

[amory-fitz]

Amory laughed softly, doing his best to shake away the nerves moving through him as the idea of being in bed with her entered his mind. “I definitely need a drink. I swear these people drowned themselves in perfumes. They were hugging me and I thought I was going to suffocate.” Following her over to the bed, he sat at the edge and untied his shoes before placing them aside and sliding into bed next to her. “I can’t think of a better way to spend it. And she’s hardly strange. I find her pretty damn amazing.” He raise his eyebrows and blushed as he felt her fingers moving up his chest. He shivered underneath her touch and watched as she slid off his tie, his eyes focused on the buttons on his shirt. “D-definitely much better. Feel as if I can..breathe again.”

Reaching up to brush her hair out of her face, he kept his eyes on hers and felt himself blush. “Have I ever told you how absolutely beautiful you are? It’s…it’s breathtaking.” Leaning down, he rested his forehead against hers before kissing her passionately and slowly pushing her back on the bed. His hands moved to her waist before it took him a moment to pull away and let out a small laugh as he rested his forehead on hers. “Th-this is going to be so much harder than thought.” Laying back on the bed, he ran a hand through his hair and let out a deep breathe. “You’re unbelievably hard to resist.” 

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"Oh, Amory," she blushed lightly at his kind words - it wasn't often she had heard things like that. Before she could properly respond, she felt his lips passionately against hers, a kiss she completely melted into, falling back onto the pillows. She wanted so desperately to remove every piece of clothing between them, but instead let out a soft groan as he rolled back on the bed, laughing softly. "And I can say the same of you, monsieur." Turning to face him, her fingers lightly trailed along his chest as she looked into his eyes and smiled faintly, "My Amory, you're so handsome..."  Realizing her words, she moved closer to him and added, "I know it's complicated, and I know there's so much we have to deal with, but... darling, in - in moments like this, when I can't help myself being so close to you, is it okay if, for a brief moment, you're my Amory and I'm your Clementine?"

Sighing softly, she closed her eyes and kissed him as tenderly as she could, before slowly pulling away. "This dress is a bit stifling... do you mind if I borrow one of your shirts for the night?" Sitting up, she strolled over to his closet - practically the size of her entire apartment - and pulled one of his comfiest shirts, but quickly realized something else. "Monsieur?" She called out, turning to smile at him. "I - um... this dress, it's a bit hard to get out of it myself... do you mind zipping it down for me, please?" She pushed all of her hair to the side and out of the way for Amory, revealing her pale neck as she did her best to imagine his lips all over it.

[cameronwaters-au]

On one January day...

“Well I would happily sign it.” He grabbed the pen and flipped the cover open, writing a few words before handing it back to her. It read ‘For the most hopeful girl I know and my literary soulmate. I hope my words can give you a much happiness as it brought me writing it.’ 

You and I met in that bookshop.

One February day...

"Cameron walked into the hospital room turning to stuck her tongue out at the nurses who had tried to prevent her from coming in. Lifting up a bag of goodies, she pointed Charlie's attention at a cake and smiled at him, "I brought you a cake... I had to smuggle it in here, you should be very impressed."

I visited you in a hospital room and held your hand and the idea crossed my mind that maybe there might be something more... 

One March night... 

"Come on, slugger," Cameron smiled, taking Charlie's hand as she ripped the hem of her dress and wrapped it around a few ice cubes, placing on his bruised hand. "I can't believe you actually punched someone for me." She shook her head and smiled at him softly as they lead against the wall, completely ignoring the party around them. "Thank you." 

I ditched the guests at my opening to hang out with you and laughed more and had a better time than I could ever imagine. 

On one scary as hell May night... 

“Y-yeah everything is ok. It always is with you…” he trailed off, raising his eyebrow as she turned him towards her. He could feel his heart beating faster, all the confused emotions of the past month seeming to cloud his head as he found it harder to breath. He hadn’t realized just how big of a part Cameron was in his life until she was gone and he felt completely foolish for it all. She deserved to know how important she was. How much she meant to so many people. She was the sunshine that made everyone’s day better. He could feel his eyes flutter close as she pulled him closer and pressed her lips to his. His hand rested on her cheek as he kissed her back, the warmth of her kiss causing his whole body to feel as if it were tingling with happiness. He pushed her back on the bed and deepened the kiss slightly before his eyes opened slowly and he pulled away from her, his forehead resting on hers before he rolled off of her and lay back, his hand in hers. “S-sorry I uh..g-got carried away I..ok..wow..um..yeah..”

You kissed me. And I mean, you really fucking kissed me. And it was the best goddamn moment of my life, Charlie Aulette. 

And later that month...

"I'm so in love with you, Cameron Waters."

You told me the best thing I've ever heard. 

And one day in June, laying in your bed..

"I know your laugh, your smile, and what each one means. I know that we could wait months and months for people to deem us “ready to marry” but the truth is that its just pleasantries and us putting off what we know is inevitable. You’re my best friend Cameron. I know you better than I know myself. I’ve spent my whole life searching for the perfect story. The perfect words to write. But the whole time I was just looking for you because you’re what makes this story perfect. Cameron Waters..will you marry me?

You made me the happiest woman on the planet. 

On a beach trip in July..

Wiping tears from her eyes, she smiled warmly at him. The minister spoke and it was all a haze, but she focused on the important things: Charlie’s soft eyes as he slipped the ring on her finger, the way they smiled at each other when they finally exchanged ‘I do’s’, and finally, when they were announced, oh so perfectly in her eyes, as husband and wife. Before the sentence “you may now kiss the bride” was even finished, their lips met passionately, happily, lovingly, and Cameron pulled back softly, smiling against his lips and laughing as she whispered, “We did it, Aulette.”

Okay, you know what I said about hearing you say 'I love you' being the best thing I've ever heard? Well, it's tied, actually. Because the moment I heard them say 'Cameron Aulette', I knew my life was complete. 

And on what was just a random day in October.

We walked into a hospital thinking I had the flu and walked out with the knowledge that we were going to be parents. 

It's been one hell of a 2013. But all the best things that have happened to me have been because of you. I began the year as miserable Cameron Waters... now, I'm absolutely happy Cameron Aulette. You've given me everything I've ever dreamed of. You've given me the happiest moments of  my life. And I love you with everything I've got in me. I love our dogs. I love our baby girl and I love being The Aulettes.

I just wanted to say thank you for walking into that book shop in January. 

[charliepastauandshit-blog]

About Time // AU

[charliepastauandshit-blog]

As he watched their clothes fall to the floor, Charlie licked his lips and gripped her hips, kissing her passionately as she climbed on top of him. “I’ve waited so long for this. You…you are so perfect.” He let out a small gasp as she put his hand under her dress, blushing as he played with the hem of her underwear. “I-I..didn’t know I could have that affect on you Ms. Waters.” He smirked as he lay her back on the bed, tugging off her panties and pushing them a floor before pushing off her dress. Smirking, he took her in before kissing her neck and working his way down her body. Trailing kisses along her waist, he pushed apart her legs slightly and started to kiss along the inside of her thighs. Taking a hold of her waist again, he pulled her into him and slid his tongue inside of her, moaning at the taste of her. Burying his face between her legs, he swirled his tongue around her clit before sucking lightly, moaning at the feeling of her fingers in his hair. 

Pulling away, he leaned down to kiss her passionately, smirking as she tasted herself on his lips. Pulling away for a moment, he rested his forehead on hers, smiling softly as he grazed his thumb across her cheek. “I could fall in love with you Cameron Waters. I think…I already am.” He blushed at his own confession, kissing her softly before reaching into his pants pocket and pulling out a condom. Tearing open the package, he quickly rolled it on, kissing her neck as he positioned himself in front of her entrance, gripping the sheets as he slowly slid inside of her, moaning at the feeling of her. “God..Cameron…you feel fucking amazing.” 

Kissing her passionately, he started to speed up his movements, thrusting harder as his breathing became heavy. “Do you like that? Fuck! Do you like when I fuck you like that?” He bent his head down and kissed her neck, sucking at her pulse point lightly. He could feel her walls tightening around him as he moaned and he interlaced his fingers with hers. “Cum for me, gorgeous. Let it all go. I-I’m so close.”

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Feeling Charlie's kisses along her thighs, Cameron let out a soft moan, her body completely his to explore. And the moment his tongue was against her clit, she let out a sharp gasp, one hand clutching the sheets and the other getting lost in his hair. She bit down on her lip, the overwhelming pleasure driving her insane. "Fuck, Charlie," she gasped, throwing her head back on the pillows and arching her back. His tongue worked like magic, better than she had ever had before, and she knew if this kept up, she wouldn't be able to hold herself back any longer. Luckily, he pulled back and kissed her deeply, and Cameron swore that there was nothing sexier in this world than tasting herself on his perfect lips. She lightly sucked on his bottom lip, taking in the sweetness. 

When she heard his confession, her heart skipped and she smiled up at him, even if a part of her worried that he was only saying that since they were so swept up in the moment. Before she could even think of a reply, he was pulling out a condom and his lips were on her neck and suddenly any chance she had to form any sort of coherent sentence melted away - all she could focus on was him and his incredible touch. "Charlie, shit," she whispered softly as he entered, her fingers immediately digging into his back. 

"I love it when you fuck me like that - fuck me harder," she moaned, bucking her hips against his, giving him everything she possibly could. Her hands roamed down his back and in his hair as he kissed her neck, "Fuck, you're so perfect," she gasped against his skin, placing soft kisses on his shoulder. A few more thrusts and she could feel herself growing closer and closer, her fingers tightly laced around his as she braced herself. "I... Charlie... I- I ..." and with one rough thrust, she threw her head back and let out an impossibly loud moan, her body completely exploding underneath him - it was like the fourth of July and Christmas all wrapped in one fucking incredible orgasm. As they rode it out, she clung to him, placing light kisses along his neck and shoulder, her small frame shaking underneath him. "Oh Charlie," she whimpered softly, falling back on the pillows, giving him a weak yet satisfied smile. "God, I probably look ridiculous right now," she said with a faint laugh, pulling him close as he rolled back on the pillows. Her head rested on his chest as the beat of his heart thumped, smiling as she heard how fast it is. 

"Remind me why we waited so long to do that?" She chuckled, looking up at him, her own heart stopping a bit at the sight of him. His hair was disheveled and his cheeks were slightly red, but his eyes were focused on her and he had a smile that could sent a jolt of electricity through her. He looked... perfect. "Hey... you're really handsome, you know that, right?" Tilting her head, she grinned up at him before leaning in closely and placing the sweetest, most tender of kisses on his lips - every kiss before had been fueled by sexual tension and brimming with passion and yes, that was amazing, but she wanted to just kiss him the sweetest and most innocent of ways... even if they were both naked. Pulling away softly from the kiss, she brushed her nose against his, blushing slightly. "You're gonna be the death of me, Aulette. I can already tell." Resting her head back on his chest, they whispered back and forth for a little bit, his laughter ringing in her ears, before the blonde began to drift off, wondering what there was left to dream of now that object of them currently had his arms around her. 

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Waking up the next morning, Cameron lifted her head as she heard Charlie rousing awake as well, turning to smile at him. "Morning, handsome," she whispered, and buried her face in his neck, letting out a purely happy laugh and kissing it softly. Looking back up at him, she bit her lip, her head swimming with questions - and before she could stop herself, the biggest question on her lips fell out, "Did... you mean what you said? About f-falling in love?" 

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About Time // AU

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The kiss had left his head spinning and he fell on top of his bed with a smile plastered across his face. He had been waiting for that kiss for years and it was even better than he had dreamed of and he had dreamed of it a lot. When he heard his phone vibrate and slid open the message he practically fell off of the bed. It took him about five minutes to get himself together, sighing when he felt his jeans tighten and looked down to see the affect her pictures had on him, only imagining what it would be like if he got to see it all in person. He fell asleep with his hands down his jeans and his phone sitting on his chest, his mind full of thoughts of going into the room across the hall. 

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Charlie was ashamed of the state he found himself in when he woke up and immediately ran to the shower, sighing as he let the water hit him and he leaned back against the wall. Every single dream had involved Cameron and he shook his head and looked down realizing that he had to do something with himself before he could see everyone else. He also knew that he would have to do everything to keep himself from pulling Cameron into his room and not letting her leave for at least five days. After he finished showering and felt ready enough to face Cam and Jenn, he got dressed, trying to clear his mind as he heard a knock on the door. “Come in!” Smiling softly as he saw Jenny, he sat back on his bed and looked at her. “Whats up, loser?” Jenny rolled her eyes as she brought her legs up on the bed and crossed them, holding her coffee in her hands. “Well for one I’m hungover as fuck. Two we’re going to the mall and three do you want to fuck my roommate? Because if you do you better do it safely and treat her like the classy lady that she is.” Charlie choked on air as he sat up and laughed awkwardly as he blushed. “I-I dont..I mean..I do want to uh..we’ll..I’ll be safe. Of course.” Jenny let out a laugh and set her hand on his arm and shook her head. “Calm yourself, Boy Wonder. I know you two like each other a lot. Just be careful, okay. Don’t rush it. And she’s really special. I dont want to have to kill my cousin for hurting my best friend, alright?” Charlie nodded and let out a long breath, watching her go out of the room and falling back onto the bed, not knowing how he would survive the rest of the day.

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As they walked into the lingerie store, Charlie took a deep breath and ran a hand over his face. He drifted away from the two women, trying to reign his thoughts in as every single piece of clothing reminded him of Cameron’s pictures. As she came over, he blushed as she spoke happy to hear just how she felt and even happier that she felt the same way he did. After she finished he cleared his throat and held up the pink lingerie, smirking at her. “You know what I think? I think this would look amazing on you. Because those pictures from last night…I uh…yeah this would look perfect.” He smiled and leaned down to kiss her neck softly, moving to whisper in her ear, “Jenny’s going on a date tonight. Wait till then and I promise…I promise I’ll make it worth it.” He pulled back and winked at her, hanging up the lingerie, brushing his hand against hers and walking back towards Jenny as she paid for her stuff.

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After spending twenty minutes helping his cousin pick out and outfit, he avoided her suggestive glances as he pushed her out of the door. “Jesus do you ever want me to get laid, Jennifer? Come on let’s go!” “Use a condom, Charles!” He blushed as he shut the door behind her and turned to find Cameron standing by her door. “So…uh…” Biting his lip, he slowly made his way towards her, reaching up and brushing her hair out of her face and smiling softly. “God…Cam…have I ever told you how absolutely beautiful you are? Really. You just..take my breath away.” Leaning down, he kissed her passionately, pushing her back against her door his hands moving to her waist. Lifting her off the ground, he moved his lips to her neck and let out a content sigh. “You know..those pictures you sent me…so fucking sexy. Do you know how hard it was to get through the night? And believe me it was very..hard.” He het out a laugh and kissed her softly as he pushed open the door to her room and lay her down on the bed.

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All Cameron could think about was Charlie's lips on her neck - well, Charlie's lips all over her, really. The effect that one simple touch had on her was mindblowing, and as they made their way through the mall for the rest of the day, Cameron had to find a way to control herself around Charlie, counting the hours until she would be alone with Charlie later. And once they did arrive home, she immediately ran to her room, going through her sexiest panties -- she had waited two years for this, she was going to do it right. Because really, she had wanted Charlie ever since the first time she heard him laugh. Everything about him was sexy and sweet all at once, every smile, every lingering look - it all drove her wild. 

Hours later, she heard Charlie and Jenny talking in the hallway, laughing softly as she heard him trying to rush out Jenny, and stepping out of her room once she finally heard the door shut. "Hey there," she said with a smirk, but was taken off guard when he came close to her, blushing a deep red at his comments, "Charlie, I... oh, god, you're making me blush, and that's... that's not very sexy, I promise you." 

But as his lips met hers, she felt as fireworks went off in her stomach, immediately melting into the passionate kiss, leaning back against the door. She craved every bit of him, not knowing just how badly she had wanted him until she finally felt him all over. "Did they? Well, imagine how it was in my room... I couldn't stop thinking about you," she whispered against his neck, then let out a light squeal as they fell back on her bed, her hands already moving to remove his shirt, placing soft kisses on his neck and shoulder, her hands roaming over every inch of his body. The feel of her fingertips running over his bare skin drove her wild as she wrapped her legs around him and kissed him passionately once more, drowning in everything that was Charlie. 

"You taste so good," she whispered as she moved on top of him, placing sensuous kisses all over his chest, remembering the way it looked when he had gotten out of the shower, how badly she had wanted him then - and how she finally had him here now. Guiding his hands under her dress, she smirked down at him as his fingers touched the fabric of her underwear. "Well, you said the pink would look nice on me..." she bit her lip innocently, but grinded her hips against his, feeling his bulge rub against her, and knowing she was getting wetter and wetter by the second. "Mm, can you feel your effect on me?" She whispered, slowly moving his hands over her wet panties, moaning softly. She wanted to make this last as long as it could - her arousal was at full peak, the littlest touch could send her reeling. This was two years in the making, she was going to have him in every way possible. 

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About Time // AU

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He wanted to tell her that Jenny wasn’t wrong. That since he had been sitting next to her, he couldn’t get over how close she was, how he just wanted to close the space between them. And he intended to tell her everything until Jenny came back with the drinks and he swallowed down his confidence along with his beer, leaning back against the booth and wishing he could be as confident as Jenny was when it came to girls. After two more beers, he felt his nerves disappear and smiled as Cameron pulled him onto the dance floor, scratching the back of his head as he tried to not step on her feet or seem to awkward. Blushing softly when she put his hands on her hips, he pulled her close, wanting everything to just lean in and kiss her like he had been dreaming of for years. 

Sighing as Jenny approached them, he let out a laugh and helped Cameron get here to the car, letting his cousin rest her head on his shoulder as they made their way home. “What am I going to do with you Jen Jen, hmm” He laughed as she mumbled something and helped her up the stairs, saying goodnight as they helped Jenny into bed. 

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After an hour of trying to fall asleep, Charlie got out of his bed and walked towards the kitchen, grabbing a water before opening he door to the balcony, taking a deep breath as he tried to calm his mind. He kept thinking about kissing Cameron, holding her and doing everything and anything with her. When he heard the door opened, he looked up and felt a smile easily spread over his face as he saw Cameron. “Yeah, yeah I’d love to. Let me just get my shoes.” Running to his room, he slid on his Vans and followed Cameron out of the door, locking it behind him. 

"Winter, Fall, Spring, Summer. All of it is always so much more beautiful in the city. I should have moved here when I had the chance." Charlie knew that Cameron knew why he had stayed in Vermont. He had a girlfriend after he graduated college and moved back home. He was sure that he was completely in love and so he put his plans for moving to the city aside and stayed where he was. But she had cheated on him and he had been devastated for almost a year until Jenny pulled him out to the city again to make him feel human again. It was that year that he had met Cameron. 

"Maybe I’ll move here finally. Get the hell out of Vermont. I’m starting to look too pale." He smiled softly at her as they took a seat on a nearby bench, his legs stretching out as he tapped his fingers against his knee and bit his lip nervously. "She..sh-she’s right you know? Uh Jenny.." clearing his throat, he blushed as he scratched the back of his head. "A-about the wanting to rip each other’s clothes off…I mean you’re right about the slowly taking the clothes off and everything b-but I mean..on my end..th-thats how I uh..kind of feel." Finding himself blushing even harder, he shook his head and let out a small laugh as he stood up. "And holy crap you probably think I’m totally crazy and dont feel the same way at all. Uh lets keep on walking, yeah?" 

He stayed quiet for most of the walk back, too nervous to say anything. When they got back to the apartment, he paused at his door and bit his lip nervously again. “I-…just forget about what I said earlier it was silly and just..uh..wishful thinking I guess. Goodnight, Cameron.” 

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"It's not too late, though," Cameron offered with a touch of hope in her voice. Truthfully, one of the reasons she worked so hard to make sure she didn't get too attached to Charlie during his visits was because he always had to leave - she knew it would hurt too much if she did allow herself to act on her feelings, only to have him disappear back to Vermont in a few weeks. "New York is perfect for you, you know. There's bookshops and coffee shops and that one diner we found that has the perfect bacon." She nudged his shoulder and smiled softly. "I'm just saying. It could do you good to come out here more often... and even stay." 

As Charlie confessed all the things Cameron had been thinking, her cheeks turned bright red and she looked down at her feet. No, no, he couldn't mean it. He was still jetlagged, probably, and just tired - he couldn't possibly feel the same. Unsure of what to say, almost frozen, Cam just swallowed back all her words and nodded as they kept walking, fighting the urge to reach over and hold his hand. Once they got back to the apartment, Cameron's heart was racing and her eyes dropped to his lips. "Yeah, I, um, I figured that," she said, stammering her words out. Just as she was preparing to head to her room, some wild part of her told her to get some guts, to stop playing games and just do something. Mustering up all the courage she could, the blonde pulled Charlie close and kissed him deeply, the kiss she had been waiting two years to give him. Her hands tangled in his hair while she felt his hands tightly around her waist. It was breathless and full of yearning and with much effort, Cameron pulled away, gently biting his lip before finally stepping back. 

"But I wasn't kidding," she said simply, then smirked at him playfully, walking towards her room, "Sweet dreams, Charlie." 

//

If Cameron couldn't sleep before, it was even more difficult haven't actually tasted Charlie. As she laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, she imagined him... his hands slowly removing her clothing, his lips on her neck, his body - which she perfectly remembered after running into him with his towel - towering over her, his hips against hers, her own lips kissing down his perfect chest --- she didn't realize just how excited she had gotten til she felt how wet her panties had gotten and groaned, unsure of how long she could go without him. 

Reaching for her phone with a playful smirk, Cameron snapped a few sexy photos - mostly, her in her favorite black lace panties and biting her lip, writing, "I wish you were here," before pressing send to Charlie. Feeling a bit more satisfied, she put her phone down and finally fell asleep, dreaming all the more of what she could do with Charlie. 

//

The next morning, Cameron wandered out into the kitchen, finding Jenny sitting at the table, groaning over a cup of coffee. "Morning, sunshine," Cameron teased, pouring her own cup. "How are you feeling?" "Like shit," Jenny mumbled, but looked up, raising her eyebrows. "There's something different about you..." Cameron looked confused, not wanting to give herself away, and shrugged, grabbing the sugar and cream, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh my god, you totally have that 'I got laid' face -- wait, did you and Charlie....?" Jenny was suddenly alert and looking right at Cameron, who blushed and shook her head, "No! We didn't! We went for a walk and that's... it." "Liar. Come on, tell me." Cameron took a deep breath and looked around, "Where's Charlie?" Jenny nodded over at the bathroom, "He's in the shower, so you're good. What happened?" Cameron let out a laugh and shook her head, "Really, nothing! I mean, we danced together last night, and then we went for a walk, and um, we kissed, but it was really just a goodnight kiss, and that's.... it." Cameron figured that telling Jenny that she had dirty dreams and sent lingerie pictures to her cousin was probably better left unsaid. 

"You kissed! Oh my god, that's insane, that's..." Suddenly, Jenny grew serious and wrinkled her brows a bit. "Cam, um, you two, you two have really great chemistry. And I know you're into each other, but you know what happened with his last girlfriend and... I mean, he's like my brother, and I don't want to see him hurt again. So, you know, just be patient with him, yeah? Whatever happens, just be patient." Cameron nodded and touched Jenny's hand, "Yeah, I - I get it. I mean, um, I don't really know what's going to happen next. Or what it means or if it was just a spur of the moment thing. But whatever does happen, you know I care about him. I wouldn't do that." 

Jenny nodded and looked at the clock, "Good, good, just making sure. Well Boy Wonder gets out of the shower, we should go to the mall or something, yeah? To be honest, these yellow walls are giving me a giant migraine. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to give my cousin a talk about safe sex with my roommate." 

//

The group made their way to the mall, walking through the crowds of people, pulling their way to different stores. When man got too close to Cameron, shoving her slightly into Charlie, her hand lightly brushing against his. "I - um, sorry," she mumbled, but gave him a slight smile. Her smile faded, though, when she saw Jenny walk into a lingerie store, meaning the other two would have to follow - she knew that Jenny was teasing them, but having them walk into a store of sexy clothing while Cameron was doing her best to keep from pouncing on him was just pure torture. 

"Do you think Sarah will like this?" Jenny asked, lifting up a red bra. "I thought you were seeing Katie," Cameron asked and Jenny rolled her eyes and laughed, "Honey, I'm seeing everybody." "You are my sexual idol, Jenny Aulette," Cameron laughed, and turned to see Charlie awkwardly going through the clothing off in a corner, and she smiled softly as she walked up to him. "I think those pink lacey ones would look nice on you," she teased, playfully bumping into him. "Hey, um... last night, the kissing and the pictures... I'm sorry if I crossed any lines. It's just - look, this is probably the weirdest place to tell you this, but I.. I've always had a bit of a crush on you. It's just, you like Fitzgerald and you have awesome taste in movies and you don't think I'm a dork because of my bad jokes and I just have so much fun with you. And you're a really good kisser and so much sexier than you even know and I'm seriously thinking about kissing you again and again and, um, yeah. So that's where I stand." 

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CLEMORY CLEMORY CLEMORY 

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About Time // AU

Coming in on a plane that landed at three in the morning was not exactly Charlie’s idea of a start to a nice vacation but any trip that got him out of Vermont was a chance he would always jump at. He was grateful that Jenny had stayed awake to pick him up and he immediately wrapped her in a hug as he greeted her, already anticipating falling onto the small pull out couch she had in her small guest room. “Are you ready to have a good summer out of Vermont?” Charlie smiled brightly and nodded as they pulled up to her apartment. “I am so ready. I need more excitement in my life.”

Excitement started with him sleeping for way longer than he should have. When he opened his eyes and looked out of the window, he could already see the starting to go down along the city. Letting out a small laugh, he grabbed his things to take a shower, seeing a text from a few minutes ago that Jenny had gone shopping. Assuming that her roommate had gone with her, he took a deep breath and moved into the bathroom, trying to revive himself, sure that they would all  be going out tonight. Charlie was almost embarrassed that his first thoughts were of hanging out with Jenny’s roommate, Cameron. They had known each other for almost two years now and Charlie could swear that there hadn’t been another person he liked better. She read the same books as him and somehow had as big as an imagination. Most of the time he visited, they could always be found in the corner of the party, drinking beer and talking about Fitzgerald or the type of stories they wanted to tell. He had always had a small crush on her that grew every time but was almost positive that she was way out of his league. 

Stepping out of the shower, he wrapped a towel around his waist and ventured out into the kitchen, grabbing a water from the kitchen and leaned against the counter, running a hand over his face. His eyes widened when he heard someone coming from the other side of the apartment, his cheeks going a bit red when he saw Cameron and realized he was only in his towel. “I-I hey…Z. I didn’t..I didn’t know you were here. I thought you were out with Jenny.” Tightening his towel, he pushed off of the counter and moved to hug her, blushing again as he tried to make his towel stay. He kissed her cheek softly and pulled away. “S-sorry I should put clothes on eventually..shouldn’t I? I..how’ve you been?” He felt like he was drowning in his nervousness, feeling like a teenage boy in high school. He smiled softly at her and met her eyes as he scratched the back of his head. “I…I missed you.”

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When Jenny had told Cameron that Charlie was coming to stay for the summer, the blonde tried to act cool and casual. She'd known Charlie for a few years now, and each time he visited, she found herself more and more drawn to him. How could she not be? They loved the same books, she could talk to him for hours, he was damn cute and she always harbored a bit of a crush on him. Usually when he visited, she was always seeing someone - typically some guy that she only kind of liked, nobody she really felt as much of a connection with as Charlie - but for the first time, she was single. She didn't know what that would mean for the summer ahead, but considering the butterflies she got whenever he was around, she was a bit excited to find out. 

Cameron slept through Charlie's arrival, but the next morning, woke up bright and early in a dress, with her hair nicely done, causing Jenny to laugh as she strolled into the kitchen. "He's, like, completely knocked out, Cam, so that's going to waste. Cute dress, though, can I wear it tomorrow?" Cameron rolled her eyes and shrugged, "I have no idea what you're talking about." Jenny laughed even louder, covering her mouth so she wouldn't wake up Charlie. "Really? Come on, each time he's here, you two are always off in your own little world, giggling and whispering together. You're so into my cousin and he's so into  you. But hey, what do I know, I'm just the third wheel for the Cam and Charlie Flirting Variety Show." Cam giggled and stuck out her tongue at Jenny, who continued, "Now, I'm going to go be a responsible roommate and run errands and shop for us. Let's get drinks tonight, yeah?" Cameron nodded, "Yeah, that sounds good." Jenny - who had essentially become Cam's best friend - nodded and made her way out of the door, with Cam calling out after her, "Be safe, and get me candy please!"

Disappearing to her room for a bit, she sprawled out on her bed and thought for a bit. After college, Cameron found herself in a weird period - stuck between her wild years and becoming an adult. Currently, she was trying to dodge her father's orders that she should go into design like him, while secretly wanting to pursue her dream of acting. She was always performing at the local theater and going to auditions. Jenny told her to just tell her dad to shove it and follow her dreams, but Cam was always a bit afraid of him. In the midst of her own thoughts, she dozed off again and when she woke up, the sun was setting. Her hair was now a scruffy mess and her dress was wrinkled. Stepping out in the kitchen, she noticed that Jenny was still gone - but that Charlie was finally awake.

"O-oh, hey, hi," she stammered out, trying to ignore the fact that a simple towel was all that he was wearing. And that he had a damn good body. Averting her eyes from all the places she really wanted to look, she smiled shyly at him. "Oh, no, I just sort of woke up myself. No, you shouldn't put on clothes! I - I mean, you... you don't have to, if you don't want to. Um, because, you know... we're in the land of the free?" Blushing at her own stupidity, Cameron cleared her throat and hugged him tightly, her fingers lightly running down his back, but she quickly caught herself before she lingered too long. "I missed you, too. A whole lot, actually." Meeting his eyes, she softened slightly and smiled at him. "It's really good to see you, Charlie. So, um, we're going out for drinks when Jenny gets back, so I should, um, get dressed." Nodding at him, she let out a nervous laugh before disappearing to her room, completely mortified that he had to see her looking like crap. She took a deep breath and tried not to imagine Charlie in his towel... and Charlie out of his towel... and suddenly wanted Jenny to just come home already, unsure of what could happen if she was left alone with Charlie for too long. 

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A few hours later, Jenny had arrived, and the trio headed towards the girls' favorite bar, an all girls-place where Jenny was known as the hottest one there. When Jenny wasn't in the mood to be hit on and just wanted a few drinks, Cameron would pose as her girlfriend, and it was fun for them. Sitting in a booth, Cameron scooted in close to Charlie, trying to ignore the rush she got every single time his hand even brushed against hers. Sure, it had been awhile since Cameron had sex, but it was really just a natural reaction Charlie elicited from her. 

"I'll get us beers," Jenny said with a knowing smirk, disappearing into the crowd. Cameron blushed and turned to Charlie, "She thinks we want to, like, rip each other's clothes off," she explained, though the red that came across her cheeks at the very thought didn't go a good job of convincing him that that wasn't exactly was she thinking. "I mean, sheesh, can you imagine it? Us? Just going at it? I get the feeling that you're one of those guys that probably slowly removes a girl's clothes... and has lingering touches and..." Cameron stopped herself, as the very thought lead to a heat between her legs. Clearing her throat and forcing out a laugh, she added, "But that's silly, anyway." Perking up when Jenny arrived with the beers, she grabbed a bottle and immediately took a long sip, trying to relax her nerves. 

A bit longer, she finally felt relaxed enough to just be around Charlie without being a blushing mess. They sat in the booth while Jenny danced with a girl, talking about favorite books and sharing funny stories, Cameron always a giggling mess whenever Charlie was around. "Hey, let's dance," she said with a slight smile, nudging his leg under the table. "I promise, my dance moves have gotten much better since last time you were here." Pulling him out onto the dancefloor, she laughed as they both realized how awkward they were, "Here, no, it's like this," she said with a soft laugh, placing his hands on her hips and smiling up at him. Her shirt that rided up a bit, so his fingers occasionally brushed over the skin of her stomach, a sensation that Cameron did her best to ignore. "There, isn't that much better?" She looked up at him and bit her lip, with his adorable smile and perfect laugh, and the blonde did her best not to make it obvious that her knees had gone weak. Just as she was going to move closer to him, Jenny stumbled over to them and draped her arms around them, slurring slightly, "Guys, I think I'm drunk." 

Cameron let out a soft laugh and nodded, "Yes, I think you are, too. Come on, let's, um, let's get you home, dork." Her eyes briefly met Charlie's as she wondered what could've happened if she had enclosed the space between them. As Charlie sat with Jenny in the back of the car, Cameron tried to clear her head of all the spinning thoughts. This was just her first day with Charlie... how could she last the whole summer when all she could think about was his touch, his smile, and his kiss? 

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Once Cameron had changed Jenny into her pajamas and put her to bed with a glass of water and aspirin, she tried to sleep on her own, but found herself tossing and turning in bed. Pulling on a sweater, she stepped out onto the balcony, where she found Charlie, too. "Hey," she said gently, smiling as he turned around. "Couldn't sleep either?" She looked out at the view, a light breeze washing over them, before she tapped his shoulder and asked, "Hey, do you wanna go for a walk?" 

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Okay, so I think I've found Rosemary's proper FC?

Kirsten Dunst, for the most part. 

Because there's...

"Don't look at me like that... yeah, they've all got wives, and we all have boyfriends back home and it's a big mess just waiting to blow up, but we're all here because we love the same band and the same song and that feeling, you know?" 

And then there's 

"You think I don't know what they all say? I'm the big idiot here, you know. I've been around for this band - hell, this whole scene - longer than the other girls have, and you think I don't know what they say behind my back? That I'm a fuck up, that I don't know how to grow up, that I'm too old to be here, and the scene is done with me... worst part is, they're right. They know it, and I do. And it breaks my heart every fucking day." 

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Okay first Rosemary Page option... (also is that not just so 'Daisy' omg I could die) 

if she had more gifs like this, it'd be perfect. Also, Rosemary's meant to be a little... I suppose, out there, like not entirely connected to reality, and in a lot of other Elizabeth Olsen gifs, she looks very smart (which makes the Cameron in me such a proud mama oh god this is getting weird)

btw, more Daisy gifs: 

OKAY and then there's Alexa

And I know I said that Rosemary had long hair and all that, but yanno whatever. She seems like she could work with the whole 'I'm in this fantasy world that could break any second because musicians are fickle and groupies are disposable' thing (ARI I AM SO RAMBLY TONIGHT)

Because the thing about Rosemary is, she knows that when it comes down to it, this lifestyle she's so accustomed to could end any moment and that to most of the people she's around, she's disposable and could easily be replaced. In the back of her head, she knows, but she refuses to believe it and builds this fantasy world where she genuinely believes this is 'forever' and all that. Anyway god stop talking Amanda, and thoughts???