What was happening? Charlie hadn't expected some grand romantic gesture, he hadn't even told her that he did love her, just that he was starting to feel like this was going somewhere that----he did care for Penelope, very much, and she drove him crazy in a way he couldn't explain other than being in love with her. But that thought was terrifying! Terrifying, especially since he was getting smacked with the cold hard realization that he only knew the bare facts about her.
"I want to know you, Penny, you just won't let me," he said, feeling frustrated as he stood straight, letting her break away. "I want to be there for you and help you and---I talked to your brother, he said some things and...and I want to help!"
He put a hand over his face to try and gain some composure. Charlie really had no fucking clue what he was doing right now, or why he was doing it, but again, this girl drove him absolutely mad so he had to put up some sort of fight.
"I don't care about your job or---whatever else, I---you've been real with me, haven't you?" Charlie regretted the question immediately, but that was what mattered to him. "This wasn't just some game, it's not---we could be more!"
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