Charlie was a good boyfriend, he really was, but he always felt the need to be extra. Which wasn't a problem until he started picking you up from college.

He drove up with his flashy motorcycle, tons of people leering in confusion. He watched as you walked up to him with an unimpressed look on your face. "There's my favorite passenger princess!" He hugged you to his chest and kissed your head before securing a pink helmet onto your head with the words 'princess' on it. You gave him a look that absolutely said 'Really?' He chuckled and sat you on the bike, hopping on after you. "Hold on tight, babe."