summary: reader overhears a conversation between Charlie, Owen, and Jeremy where they talk about a bet that started reader and Charlie’s relationship … (18) “it was all a bet”
requested: yes
length: short
rating: PG
warnings: angsty content. SOME language but nothing too bad
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inspired by friends don’t by maddie and tae. let me know what you think. also, disclaimer, at one point it says charlie is 23 but that’s only because they’re doing season two promo at the time so he would (hopefully) be 23 at the time! also, just in case you get confused, bold is song lyrics, italics is flashbacks, and normal is the present! i hope you enjoy!
charlie gillespie x singer/actress!reader
words: 4,174
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you took a deep breath and looked over to charlie who gave you a thumbs up. you smiled slightly and gave him a quick nod before turning and walking back out onto the stage. as soon as you began, the lights came back on and the crowd was cheering loudly. the few that had thought the concert was over hurried back to their seats to catch your last encore. you sat on the stool that had been placed in the middle of the stage for you and pulled the microphone the correct distance from your mouth.
“hey guys!” the audience quieted as you began to speak and you gave them a moment to get as quiet as they would before you continued. “this is my last song for the night unfortunately. i know i normally do an upbeat one, usually it’s “not going home”, but i wanted to switch things up tonight. this is a new one i’ve been working on and this is going to be the first time anybody but me hears it. i really hope you guys like it.” you took another deep breath as the crowd cheered again and set your fingers on the correct chord on your guitar strings to start the song. when it had quieted a bit, you started strumming the song. when you release the song, it’ll have more instruments behind it, but for now it was just your voice and your guitar.
“they don’t cancel other plans, have conversations with nothing but their eyes.”
you got up from the couch, walking over to the counter where your phone sat, ringing. savannah’s name and picture popped up on the screen and you slid to answer.
“hey sav, what’s up?”
“i was just wondering what you were doing tonight. we were thinking of doing a girls night.”
“tonight?” at your question, charlie’s gaze whipped from the tv over to you. what’s tonight? he asked with just a look.
“yeah, like in an hour or two,” savannah answered.
“oh, um, i’m actually not feeling the best. i was just gonna chill at home and hope i feel better so we don’t have to push back any filming.” charlie’s eyes softened at what he knew to be a blatant lie.
“damn. i hope you feel better! do you need someone to bring you anything?” she asked and you shook your head, forgetting momentarily that she couldn’t see you.
“uh, no. i’ve got everything i need. thanks though.”
“yeah of course. but we better see you next time.”
“yeah, count me in.” you hung up the call and placed your phone back on the counter, making your way back to the couch.
“who was that?” charlie asked. you shrugged.
“just savannah. she invited me to girls night.”
“you turned down girls night?”
“well, yeah, i already have other plans.” you gave him a look that practically called him stupid but he just nodded.
“right, yeah.” it was silent for a moment before charlie spoke again. “those other plans are hanging out with me right? you don’t have anywhere else to go that you’re gonna kick me out for?” you laughed and nodded your head.
“yes charlie, my other plans are just us hanging out.”
“they don’t hear each other’s names and forget to concentrate, hit a nerve and lights you up like dynamite”
it was a short day on set due to kenny wanting the cast and crew to have the afternoon off for a bit of a break. savannah invited the cast over to her apartment for a chill afternoon and since you all lived in the same building, most of you had agreed to come over. unfortunately, booboo had already made other plans, charlie and owen were going to owens to play video games, and jeremy wanted to be able to catch up with his wife. this left you, savannah, madison, sacha, tori, and jadah.
once you all arrived it was decided to play a few card games and snack on some food until you all got bored and wanted to do something else. you suggested spoons and explained how to play.
“it’s pretty easy, you start with four cards and can only have four in your hand at a time. we pass around cards and once you get all four of one number, you grab a spoon from the middle of the table. if you see someone grab a spoon, you grab one too. there’s one less spoon than players so whoever doesn’t have one is out for the next round. you play until one person is left.”
the game got interesting, with it being down to only you and sacha. you had three fives in your hand and only needed one more. sacha was the one picking from the deck and passing to you and you snatched every card as soon as he passed it to you.
“charlie and owen are gonna come down, they said they got tired of playing video games and want to see what we’re doing.” you froze when you heard savannah speak. charlie was coming? did you look ok? would he sit next to you when he got here? would-
“yes! i win!” you were knocked out of your daze by sacha’s yelling. “what happened? it’s like you were trying to let me win, you just stopped picking up cards.” you looked down at the table to see a pile of cards resting next to your hand. you shrugged.
“maybe i was.” only you knew that you definitely weren’t.
“friends don’t call you in the middle of the night, couldn’t even tell you why, they just felt like saying hi”
you rolled over with a groan, reaching for your phone as it rang throughout your room. you picked it up and smiled slightly at the sight of charlie’s contact picture on your screen before answering it.
“hello?”
“hey.” you were silent, waiting for him to continue.
“is that all? you just wanted to say hey?”
“umm, maybe?” you sighed.
“charlie, as much as i love talking to you i appreciate doing so when i’m fully awake.” it was silent for a second before he spoke again.
“ok, don’t be mad. i watched a scary movie and then i went to bed and had a bad dream and i just had to make sure you were ok. all it took was you saying hi.” you smiled at his reasoning.
“well, im ok, don’t worry.”
“yeah.” it was silent again and you were about to hang up before it got awkward silent but then an idea popped into your mind.
“charlie, you’re just down the hall. if you want you can come stay here so you’re not alone. you know, in case you have another bad dream or something.”
“you sure?”
“yeah.”
“ok, um, be there in a second.”
“friends don’t stand around playing with their keys, finding reasons not to leave”
you sighed as you walked over to the counter, grabbing your keys off of it and making your way to the front door.
“you’re sure you have to leave right now?”
“charlie, i have some dishes to do and i really need to vacuum.”
“but i was just getting ready to ask if you were hungry. i was gonna let you pick whatever you wanna eat.”
“hmm, you do make some really good chicken alfredo.”
“i was thinking takeout but i do have the ingredients for that.” you sighed, ready to turn him down but he didn’t give you the chance. “come on, your dishes aren’t going to multiply if you eat dinner here. and every time you say you need to vacuum you actually don’t because your apartment is always clean. your trailer on the other hand…”
“hey!”
“come on, i’ll let you pick out dinner time entertainment.”
“even if it’s a show you don’t like?” he nodded and you sighed in defeat, throwing your keys back up on the counter.
“ok, fine. but this better be the best damn chicken alfredo you’ve ever made gillespie.” he smiled.
“you can absolutely bet on it y/l/n.”
“trying to hide their chemistry”
there were quite a few interviews to get through today as promo for season two of julie and the phantoms so the cast was split up into pairs. you and charlie had been picked to do today’s interviews together, owen and jeremy were together and jadah and madison were the last pair. you and charlie were both extremely excited when you found out you would be doing wired’s autocomplete interview as you both watched them often. you got set up in your seats and then did the introduction to the cameras.
“hi! i’m y/n y/l/n!”
“and i’m charlie gillespie!”
“and today we’re going to be doing wired’s autocomplete interview.” a crew member came over and handed charlie a board and he took it from them.
“i guess i’m going first then.” he held the board out to his side and looked at the row of just his name. “alrighty,” he peeled off the paper as you read the search.
“charlie gillespie age.”
“i’m twenty-three, almost twenty-four.”
“charlie gillespie height.”
“five eight.”
“he’s a shorty,” you teased and he stuck his tongue out at you and began to peel off the next paper. “charlie gillespie degrassi. is this asking if i was in it? because that answer would be yes.” you laughed as a crew member walked over with your first board.
“my turn! ok. y/n y/l/n height.”
“oh i know this, a whole (your height).” you nodded as you peeled off the next paper. “y/n y/l/n age.”
“wow i’m seeing some great diversity in the questions guys. i’m (your age).” charlie smiled as you began to peel off the next paper. “y/n y/l/n julie and the phantoms. ooh yes i’m in julie in the phantoms on netflix and season two is coming out soon so you should all be sure to watch it!” a crew member came over with charlie’s next board and he immediately began to peel off the paper.
“does charlie gillespie have a wife?” you laughed at the question.
“he’s single as a pringle my friends. no girls in this area.” he reached out to punch your arm but you moved away and he nearly fell over as he hit empty air. you caught him before he fell from his chair and made sure he was steady. “ok, easy there tiger.” charlie flipped you off behind his board and you laughed again as he peeled off the next paper.
“does charlie gillespie sing? yes, i sing most often in a show called julie and the phantoms on netflix, season two coming soon.” he winked at the camera and you applauded him.
“ooh that was smooth.” he smiled at you and peeled off the next paper.
“does charlie gillespie have a tattoo?” he nodded and stood from the chair, pulling his shirt up to show the one on his ribs. “i have two, this one here and this one on my arm.” he sat back down as he showed the one on his arm and a crew member brought your next board.
“does y/n y/l/n sing? yep! i sing in season two of julie and the phantoms, out soon on netflix, and i’m working on releasing my debut album soon so keep an eye out for that.” you started to peel the next paper but stopped when charlie began talking.
“guys her music is so good, i’ve heard some of it already and literally if you don’t listen to her album when it comes out you’d have to be crazy. she’s literally amazing at singing and she writes all of her own songs and absolutely kills it every time.” your cheeks flushed at his praises and you pretended to his behind your board.
“charlie, stop! i’m trying to answer more questions!” he gestured for you to go ahead and you lowered the board, continuing to peel off the paper. “does y/n y/l/n play piano? i do but i tend to stick with guitar. i’ve known it longer and i’m more comfortable with it.”
“but don’t get her wrong, she still shreds on piano,” charlie chimed in.
“does y/n y/l/n date charlie gillespie? nah, we’re friends but that’s about it guys, sorry.” you shrugged and charlie looked at you with a gasp.
“wait, we’re not dating?” you shook your head. “well, i was told yesterday by like thirty people online that we were. this is so sad.” he pretended to cry as a crew member brought over his next board.
“oh will you get over it and carry on?”
“apologize.”
“i’m sorry we’re not dating,” you said with a roll of your eyes.
“thank you. now, is charlie gillespie in charmed?”
“drive a little too slow, take the long way home”
“you drive like a grandpa,” you stated, looking over at the speedometer.
“hey, i drive like i’m not in a hurry. you should try it some time.” you shook your head.
“fast and furious driving or no driving.” charlie laughed as he flipped on his blinker, turning left.
“did you forget where we’re going? you’re supposed to go right.”
“i wanted to show you this place i found the other day. it’s a longer road but it leads right back to the apartments.”
“is this when you kill me?” you asked and charlie chuckled.
“maybe.” you scoffed at his answer but then turned to look out the window.
“so where are you taking me exactly?”
“you’ll just have to see when we get there. but trust me, you’ll love it.”
“get a little too close, we do but friends don’t.”
you looked out over the crowd as you prepared for the second verse of the song. many of them were swaying to the beat and a few had even pulled out their phones and turned on the flashlight, holding them up in the air and moving slowly in time with the music. you stopped yourself from looking over to charlie, not wanting to see his face. you didn’t know if you could handle it if he hadn’t figured out the song was about him, yet you weren’t sure you wanted to know his reaction yet if he had.
“they don’t almost say i love you when they’re downtown somewhere just a little drunk”
“we were thinking about going to this free concert they’re having down the block,” savannah told you as the waiter brought out your checks. you tossed the idea around in your head. go stand in the shoes you were wearing for who knows how long to listen to music that you weren’t even sure if you would like or go home and change into some pajamas?
“i think i might have to pass you guys up on the offer. my bed is calling my name.” savannah and tori laughed at your response.
“are you sure? how are you going to get home? i don’t want you to have to pay for an uber or anything and you’re not sober enough to walk home.” tori was right, you had managed to drink a few bahama mamas during dinner and you were starting to feel it.
“i can just call charlie. he never minds coming to pick me up. says he enjoys our conversations.” savannah and tori gave each other a look but you were too busy already texting charlie to notice. the waiter brought your checks and cards back and you all thanked him. “he’s on his way, should only be a few minutes.”
“we’ll wait until he gets here so you’re not alone!” you were right, it was only about eight minutes before your phone pinged with a text from charlie announcing his arrival. tori and savannah walked you outside and then started down the steeet toward the concert once they spotted charlie and he had spotted you.
“hello m’lady,” he spoke with a smile and a bad accent, offering an arm out to you. you giggled.
“i love you.” you paused for a moment before realizing what you had said. “for picking me up. i love you for coming and picking me up! saves me a long walk back home.” he led you over to his car, not noticing your slip.
“you know i’d drop anything to pick you up if you needed me to.”
“oh no were you busy?” your hand flew to your mouth at the thought of interrupting charlie.
“if you call me shoving popcorn in my mouth while watching a documentary ‘busy’ then yes.” he opened the car door for you and you stumbled a bit trying to get in and buckled. charlie noticed and hesitated but eventually asked. “do you wanna stay at my place? i have the extra bed and i’d feel bad leaving you by yourself tonight.”
“well only to soothe your conscience, i guess,” you told him, trying to hide the fact that you really wanted to stay at his apartment instead of your own.
“they don’t talk about the future and put each other in it and get chills with every accidental touch.”
“where do you see yourself in five years?” the interviewer asked you. you thought for a moment.
“oh! ok so, first of all i’m hoping to land a huge movie role. like, i wanna be the lead. maybe two movies if i’m lucky you know? i don’t really care what they’re about i just want a good character i can spend a lot of time getting into and acting as. that’s where i see myself career-wise.”
“what about otherwise?”
“well, i don’t know. i guess i haven’t really thought about it.”
“i know where she’ll be!” charlie spoke and you turned to him.
“ok, enlighten us all. where will i be in five years.”
“well recently we’ve been talking about getting a house together since we practically live at each other’s apartments anyway.”
“oh yeah, this is true.”
“so you’ll probably still be there.”
“as long as you’re ok with me bring home my hot boyfriend that i plan on getting.”
“oh yeah? any specific person in mind?”
“hmmm, dylan o’brien would be nice.”
“you keep on dreaming and i’ll make sure our bedrooms aren’t next to each other.” you laughed and nodded. “also neither of us cook too often so we’ll probably have someone who’s willing to cook for us when we don’t want to. and someone who cleans. neither of us do that too often either.”
“oh yeah, this is very true.”
“and you’ve been talking about getting a pet recently too.”
“i’m still debating on like, the traditional dog or cat or going further and getting like a turtle or hamster or maybe even further and getting like a flying squirrel or something.”
“just not anything too loud. i don’t want like, a parrot yelling random shit in the middle of the night when i’m trying to sleep.”
“don’t act like you don’t sleep talk charlie.” charlie’s jaw dropped as you called him out and you laughed. in fact, you laughed so hard you nearly lost your balance and fell off your chair. luckily, charlie was quick to grab onto you and steady you. you shivered at his touch and he furrowed his brow at the action.
“you okay?”
“yeah, just kinda cold.”
“awe, i left my sweatshirt in the car or i’d give it to you.”
“it’s ok, thanks though.” he smiled at you and you returned it.
“ok, well charlie answered my question about where’s he’s going to be in five years while also answering where y/n will be so we can just go to the next question then!” the interviewer looked down at the cards in her hand and shuffled them around, looking for the next question she was supposed to ask.
“i keep telling myself this might be nothing, but one look in your eyes and god there’s something. you can lie to me and say you don’t but i know you do and i love you too.”
“will you two just stop beating around the bush and admit you love each other already?” your conversation with charlie halted as you both looked up at owen. he had just entered the room and had so rudely interrupted what you were saying.
“dude, what are you talking about?” charlie asked him and owen scoffed.
“you’re kidding me right?” you both continued to look at him and he realized charlie was being serious. “you’re practically sitting on top of each other and no one else is on the couch! there’s no reason for you to be so close! and y/n laughs at jokes that charlie tells that aren’t funny and charlie always goes out of his way to compliment y/n and-“
“okay, owen, we get why you would think that.”
“yeah, but we’re just friends.” you turn to face charlie after his statement to nod in agreement. there’s a look in his eye that you can’t recognize, you don’t think you’ve seen it on him before. he seems distant, though he’s quite literally right next to you. owen scoffed again as he turned to leave the room.
“yeah, well, we’ll see how long that lasts.” you couldn’t take your eyes off of charlie though, trying to decipher what he was feeling.
“just friends right?” he asked. you nodded, though you didn’t want to. you didn’t think he wanted you to either.
“yeah, just friends.”
you closed your eyes as you finished the last chorus and your fingers came to a stop on the strings. the crowd cheered the loudest you had heard it all night and a smile graced your lips as your eyes reopened.
“thank you guys so much for coming tonight! i can’t wait to see you all again! have a good night and drive home safe!” the lights went out on stage and you quickly scurried off the stage, the opposite side that you had entered on. you took a deep breath as you passed your guitar to someone to stow it away on your bus and then took off toward your dressing room. your breathing was ragged as you thought of all the possibilities of what could happen when you were finally face to face with charlie again. unfortunately for you, that was only a few seconds later.
“hey! you did amazing out there!” charlie was running to catch up with you, a smile plastered on his face.
“oh, um, thanks.” this wasnt what you were expecting. you were thinking it would be more of a “hey what the fuck was that out there?”
“that last song was one of your best ones yet.” he told you as you stepped into your dressing room.
“you really think so?” you asked and he nodded.
“yeah, the best songs always come from experience.” you jaw nearly dropped at his sentence. was he serious?
“what’s that supposed to mean?”
“oh come on, y/n, i’m not as dumb as you think i am.” he took a few steps toward you and you did nothing but watch him come closer. “i could practically see you reliving everything as you sang about it. and i was doing the same.” his voice dropped down to a whisper as he stood right in front of you. “you’re right. i’ve lied about it before but i’m done doing that. i love you.”
it took you a moment to react after processing what he had just said to you. but once you had, you leaned forward and slightly stood on your toes to catch his lips in yours. you let your arms snake around his neck and your fingers rest in his hair as his hands found your hips and pulled you closer to him. when you ran out of air you pulled away just enough to rest your forehead against his.
“you have no idea how long i’ve wanted to hear you say that,” you whispered. “say it again.”
“i love you.”
“i love you too charlie.” and with that your lips were on his again. he backed up until his legs hit the couch and pulled you down with him as he sat. you let your legs fall on either side of his so you were straddling his lap. his lips left yours and found your jaw, sucking barely there bruises into the skin.
“charlie-“ a gasp halted your sentence as charlie managed to find the perfect spot below your ear. “charlie i need to shower before we leave.” he pulled away from you and nodded but his grip never left your hips.
“was that an invitation to join you? or just a way of telling me to get off of you?” you smiled as you began to stand up.
“whichever way you wanna take it,” you said before running into the bathroom. charlie leaned his head back against the couch for a moment with a grin, the thought of ‘god this girl’s gonna kill me’ crossing his mind before he stood from the couch and followed you into the bathroom.
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