Charlie Puth Eyebrow นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Wow, he hadn’t seen her since that party. “Ethan?” Charlie’s face lit up with a bright smile at the sight of him. Ethan, unsure how to respond, simply gave her a small nod in acknowledgment. “It’s been a while. How have you been, pretty boy?” Charlie asked, her usual badass aura intact. She wore a black tank top, ripped jeans, and dark makeup, with piercings on her nose and lower lip that only added to her edgy look. “I’m fine, thank you,” Ethan replied, then turned to Jericho, who had a cigar dangling from the side of his lips.

He raised an eyebrow in a playful challenge. **********************************

Chapter 22 Red Adamson ~ “Why on earth did you do that Charlie?” I said with my eyebrows puckered expressing my annoyance. “You think that this is funny?” I added when I observed the smirk on his face that followed a chuckle. “No! Of course not! This isn’t at all funny. It is way beyond that. It’s hilarious! About a minute ago, I gave my best friend the opportunity of a lifetime so she could utilize the voice of an angel she was born with by getting to sing side by side with Ryan McFlame and The Rotten Apples but what do I get instead of a kneeling appreciation or gratitude from her? A ridiculous question, I guess.” Charlie said turning the smile on his face upside down.

Me: Look outside your window, Fireball. Charity: Fletcher? How’d you get my number? Me: An unlikely ally *wink emoji* Now look outside. The curtains rustle, before pulling back to reveal her in the window. She finds me easily, sending up a little wave. Letting my fingers fly across the phone screen I send another text her way. Me: Come down here? Charity:...I’m not so sure I can sneak away. Me: I can always come up there *winky-tongue emoji*

I didn’t look back. The second we were out of earshot, Charlie exhaled sharply, his shoulders slumping like he’d been holding his breath the entire time. "What a headache," he groaned, rubbing his jaw. "My face hurts from all the fake smiling. I think I pulled a muscle." I barked out a laugh, the sound raw and relieved. "Same," I said, shaking out my hands like I could physically shed the tension. "I swear, if I had to listen to her yap for one more second, I was going to lose it."

Charlie’s playful demeanor faltered slightly as she shook her head. "But Autumn is attending my birthday, aren’t you, Autumn?" Charlie’s voice took on a higher pitch, lingering in the air as she threw a wink at Autumn, followed by a hopeful pout. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation. Autumn hesitated only for a moment before nodding, her decision made. Derek’s brows furrowed, a flicker of concern crossing his face.

Cupid crosses his arms over his chest. "Hunter?" I look down, seeing the small person known as Charlie. "I know you're big and scary. But-but," He stutters, he's very young, he's only around 3 to 4 years old. He can barely string sentences together. "Could you maybe let Levi talk?" He looks up at me with his big, sparkling, innocent blue eyes. He barely knew how the system works. It is impossible to say no to him.

He was still holding my phone. His eyes met my eyes again. He raised his eyebrow at me. Wow! How did he do that? My eye was looking at his eyebrow, there was a small cut from the front, a little part of the hair was missing on his right eyebrow. It reminded me of a blue-eyed guy. He has also cut on the front part of his right eyebrow. It was looking dam* adorable on him. I heaved a deep sigh and shifted my eyes on the ground. I yawned and I put my hand on my mouth to cover it.

My hand hurts, My soul hurts. Charlotte’s self esteem depended on whether her eyebrow looked “too serious.” After a few more shots she rushed to me and snatched the phone. “show me. Let me see. give it.” “Relax, bro” is “No! I need to see if I look like someone who deserves followers.” She scrolled fast, eyes wide, mouth twitching. “This one is decent. This one is a maybe. This one is giving failure.” She paused on one photo and zoomed in.

As he scrolled through Charlie’s social media page, Luke burned with rage. Charlie had long blocked him, preventing him from checking her profile, but fortunately, she had not blocked Ashley. There were many photos of Taylor kissing Charlie on the cheek and her smiling at him. But it was not just an ordinary smile but a big, genuine one. Her eyes crinkled at the corners, shining with happiness, and deep laugh lines formed on her face, revealing just how much joy she felt in that moment.