"Not at all" I reply sarcastically, after getting my bag and the phone I say "maybe I'm just disappointed."
Leaving his apartment I drive to the diner to find Camila on her morning break, joining her in her booth I sit in front of her despaired "it didn't work" I frown.
"Good morning to you too, and what didn't work?"
"I got Charlie something he needed and he didn't accept it"
"What'd you get him?" Reaching in my bag I pull out the phone box placing it on the table between us, "an iPhone Adrian are you even trying?"
"What does that mean?"
"It's too expensive, you have to start smaller"
"But I'm his boyfriend! The money shouldn't matter"
Looking at me Camila asks "can I ask you a personal question?" I nod and she goes on "how rich are you?"
"I don't know" I answer honestly
Causing her to smile "what do you mean you don't know? Who doesn't know how rich they are?" "I mean I don't keep tabs on the money it's my parent's money, if I need something I can't pay for I
just call their accountants to give me the amount I need."
"Wow must be nice" unsure how to respond I say nothing, "look I get you're trying to be a great boyfriend but who you are, your life, and your money is nothing Charlie's used to. Take it from me, his twin, don't force things on him it'll cause him to shut down, wait for him to ask."
"He'll never ask for anything"
"Maybe not for a new phone or that outrageous ass birthday gift, but he will, even if it's just food. Food makes him happy, that should count for something right?"
"Yeah I guess"
"Ok then there you go, just be cool man it's fine." It's really not but I'm out of ideas when it comes to Charlie, so it's probably best to just give up.
Spending the rest of my day ignoring Charlie's calls and texts I focus on studying in my room hiding from Axl and the other guys at the house.
Sunday afternoon after taking care of all my responsibilities, I shower and change into running clothes. I'm never one to give up easily so I decide to take another chance at trying to get Charlie to accept the phone. Running from my house to his apartment isn't a great distance but I pretend it is so Charlie thinks I've been out running longer and this isn't just a ruse, I go into his building then up to his apartment.
Letting myself in I take off my shoes and socks at the door, walking in I go to the bedroom to find him getting dressed after a shower I'm
assuming. "Hey" he turns to me shirtless as he ties the strings on his joggers "Hi" I reply with a blank expression indicating I'm still mad
"What are you doing here?"
"I was out running and got horny figured I'd stop by before heading back home," Charlie laughs "what got you horny?"
"Don't worry about it" I reply walking to the bed "come here." Gladly coming over to me I push him on the bed and he lies back with a grin
as I begin climbing him, "even though I'm still very mad at you, I can't help what thinking about you does to me"