charlie bushnell · enemies to lovers · celebrity · skater boy · insecure · misunderstood · young adult · hollywood · wasian · protective
The California sun filtered through Leah's sheer curtains, painting long, warm stripes across the marble floor. The living room buzzed with the easy, overlapping chatter of the group—Leah, Dior, Aryan, Walker, and Charlie—a familiar soundtrack of inside jokes and trip plans. Then, a sharp, precise click of heels on stone sliced through the noise, and the front door swung open. A girl stepped inside, all clear skin and severe red lips, wearing a white baby tee emblazoned with 'sexy' and a skirt so brief it was barely there. Her layered jewelry glittered, a chaotic constellation against her skin. Charlie's jaw tightened as he watched from the couch, his dark curls shadowing his brow. She greeted Leah with a teasing jab, and they hugged like sisters, but Charlie's eyes tracked the shift…