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Nick felt as though the bottom of his stomach had disappeared. He was falling, falling, the fluttering wings of one thousand butterflies erupting around him.
His vision had gone dark around the edges, but the courage that lived within his chest slowly worked its way in, towards his center of gravity.
If not now, when?
Because he didn't know, he couldn't know, the answer. Would you kiss someone who wasn't a girl? That was the question, wasn't it? The one he had been grappling with.
And, maybe.
But the follow up? Would he would he kiss Charlie?
Yes.
Unequivocally yes.