Seem's Like Perfection

When Charlotte, Lila and Flo travel to London for their Gap Year, They expected to make new friends but boys was crossed off their lists. After all the blood and tears were were wiped away.... Love comes but is it excepted


8. Is This Love?

Harry’s P.O.V

When Charlotte ran out the door, I slapped myself. I was such an idiot! I knew she felt uncomfortable… I had to fix this. I made a lame excuse to go to the bathroom and climb out the window. Not exactly smooth, I know but not too bad. At least no-one saw me get out.

I walked to the corner, looking for Charlotte. She sat on the curb. I sat next to her.

“Please go away… Leave me alone.” She whispered, not seeming to find her voice.

When I didn’t leave she protested stronger. I sighed, I wasn’t getting through to her.

“Look, Charlotte, I have a confession. I..” I started stuttering, wondering how I was going to say this. Charlotte looked up at me, mascara running down her face.

“Y-you?” Charlotte urged me to finish my sentence, so I did.

“I like you. Like really like you. I love you Charlotte, the moment I laid eyes on you. I know you’re the one but… if you don’t feel the same way… I’ll get out of your life. Forever, if that’s what you want. I just want you to be happy, if that means you’re without me… Well… So be it.” I took a deep breath after saying that. I just wished she loved you back.

She just looked at me. I didn’t know what she felt. She began to speak.


Charlotte’s P.O.V

Shit, Shit, Shit! Why did Harry have to say that!

I sighed and wiped my tears away. How could I be so stupid about a boy I just met, yet again I feel like I’ve known him my whole life. It’s so cheesy but true.

 I put my hand on Harry’s arm and looked up. “Harry, I’m not sure how I feel yet. I don’t want to be another summer fling; I want it to be true.”

“I know how I feel bu-“ He started “I’m not sure how I feel, go back to your party enjoy yourself. I’m going back to the hotel if anyone needs me” I cut him off.

I got up and walked towards my car before he could protest.


I threw my quilt over me once I got home.

The door opened scaring me! There stood Lou, he seemed drunk… wait is that a goat?

“Helllllloooo!” He screamed. “Hi?” I said confused. “This is dean, I bought him for you!”

He handed me a brown and white goat. “Uh… Thanks?” I said trying to be polite

He just turned around and left, I’m guessing he is going back to the party.

I put the Dean on my bed and lay down.  “Baaa!” Was the last thing I heard before closing my eyes and drifting off.


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