i can't make you love me│bonnie raitt
charlie harding│more than words.
set layout credit goes to @elizabeth-kate, who makes /the/ amazing sets ever.
Hearing a knock on the door, I groaned as it meant I had to lift myself off the couch and actually answer it. Shuffling to the door in my slippers, I opened it without checking who was there.
Big mistake on my part and not one I would make again in a hurry.
“This place hasn’t changed in the slightest.”
I felt my heart drop as I took in the sight of a clean shaven Freddie Carpenter at my door. Looking down at myself, dressing in a vest top and thumper pj bottoms, I was hardly dressed appropriately for an actor showing up at my door.
“What are you doing here?”
“Am I not welcome anymore? I remember a time when I was always welcome.”
He shot me a smile and I sighed. “That was a long time ago Freddie, we’re not kids anymore.”
His smile faltered and I instantly felt bad. He was only trying to be nice and make amends. At least I think that was what he was trying to do.
“I know we’re not, I was just trying to be friendly.” The puppy dog eyes and surfaced and I knew I had to let him in. Stepping aside, he smiled again and walked through into the living room, even remembering that my mum liked people to take their shoes off before they came in. She’s a clean freak.
“Would you like a drink?”
“No thank you.” He reached for the remote which was resting on the arm of the couch and proceeded to turn over to Top Gear, smiling as he heard the theme tune. “I haven’t watched this in years.”
“And of course now is the time you choose to watch it. It’s a good job I like it otherwise you would be walking out of that door again.”
“Is that a threat, Miss Harding?”
I smirked at him. “Not at all.”
We lapsed into a comfortable silence, laughing as Jeremy Clarkson ripped into James May and his driving skills. As I sat near him, I couldn’t help but steal glances, his handsome face distracting me from the tv.
“Have I got something on my face?” I laughed as Freddie touched his frantically. I expected the whole c-cky ‘do you like what you see?’ response so I was pleasantly surprised when I heard that. Guess he was still that confident but insecure young boy I had loved once upon a time.
“No, you don’t. I was just admiring how handsome you’ve gotten. You’ve really grown into your face.”
He looked shocked. “Was I not handsome before Hollywood?”
I laughed again. “Yes, but you look more polished nowadays. It would be nice to see you with a bit of stubble and a creased up t-shirt once in a while though, like the old days. But I think this new look suits you. And the rest of the country things so too.”
He blushed and I raised an eyebrow. “Is /the/ Freddie Carpenter blushing at a compliment? Never thought I would see the day.”
“Well when it comes from the prettiest girl in school, I am bound to blush.”
Rolling my eyes, I fought the urge to blush myself. “We’re not in school anymore.”
“But you’re still the prettiest girl I know.”
“Now that is a complete lie!” I laughed loudly. He was sweet talking me. He hung around with big Hollywood names. I had even seen him pictured with ScarJo at an event so there was no way in hell that I was the prettiest girl he knew. Never in a million years would I believe that.
“It’s not, believe me.” I looked at him for a minute before I grew uncomfortable under his intense gaze and I looked away, embarrassed. He was making me feel like a school girl again. Like I used to feel when I was with him.
We were in dangerous territory, especially now I had to add Matt to the equation.
One of these days I would lead a normal, boring life.
“So,” I clapped my hands together, making Alfie jump, who was curled up on Freddie’s knee. He was such a traitor. “Would you like something to eat, I baked a cake yesterday?”
“Cake sounds good.” I smiled and I rushed into the kitchen, sighing with relief as I entered. I needed something to relieve the tension that was hanging around myself and Freddie. I was attracted to him still, that much was obvious. But it wasn’t as easy as it was before. Matt had wormed his way into my life, and head, and he was making things complicated.
Groaning, I grabbed a knife from the drawer and was about to cut the cake on the side when a voice from behind me scared the hell out of me, causing me to scream. Turning around, I calmed when I saw it was Freddie.
“Watch where you stick that thing.” Were the words that came out of Freddie’s mouth and I smirked.
“That’s what she said.”
I burst out laughing. I was just too funny sometimes.
Freddie laughed along and guided my hand, which still had the knife pointed at him, down the counter. “That’s better.”
His hand didn’t leave mine and I felt him get closer to me. “What are you doing?”
My voice was a whisper because I didn’t dare speak any louder for fear my voice would crack.
“Doing what I have wanted to do for a very long time, since the day we ended, to be exact.” And with that, he kissed me. I couldn’t think as his lips caressed mine. My mind was a blur of colours and thoughts whizzing around. How could one kiss do this to me?
And then I realised what he was doing and I pushed him away. “No, no, no.” I backed away from him, nearly tripping over Alfie.
“I can’t do this. Why did you have to do that?” I groaned. “Why is my life so complicated? What did I ever do that was so bad that I need to be punished?”
“Why is it complicated?” Freddie asked, his face screwed up. Then he realised something and his face changed. “This is because of kitchen boy, isn’t it?”
I glared. “His name is Matt and so what if it is?”
“I fight him.”
I scoffed. “Don’t make this into one of your dramatic Hollywood movies. This doesn’t concern you. My life doesn’t concern you and what I do in my spare time also does not concern you.”
He glared then stormed out of the kitchen. Rolling my eyes, I followed him out to where he was standing by the door, putting his shoes on.
“Where are you going?”
“To sort this out.” And with that, he left the house, leaving the door wide open. I watched as he near enough sprinted down the path and I shook my head.
He was crazy.
And then it dawned on me.
He was going to see Matt.