Can You Keep A Secret?

Charlie Derray leads the life of a typical student and everything is normal. Except for two things. He's a member of a top secret revolutionary group. Charlie is also a girl and only one person knows her secret, Louis Tomlinson.
But there is one thing he doesn't know. Why she is disguised as a boy...


2. Arguments and Artwork

A/N So here is the actual beginning of this story. Enjoy.

Charlie's POV

I sat at the back of the Café Musain, oblivious to the arguments that Enjolras, our beloved leader, and Marius, the new person that joined a few days ago, a friend of Courfeyrac's, were having. I heard snippets, but barely, due to the laughter the other 12 boys, and frequently I heard 'Napoleon''Bonaparte' and 'Oppressed.'.

I giggled quietly to myself, and carried on sketching the five British boys for my art project. They carried on laughing at the scene, seemingly unaware that I was drawing them. Enjolras was starting to get rather annoyed at Marius.

Combeferre, the only one with a brain at this moment in time, realised this too, and promptly stopped the heated debate. Enjolras pissed at someone is never a good sign. "Enjolras, calm down, mon ami. Let him follow what he wants. He wouldn't be here if he didn't support what we do." Combeferre reasoned.

Enjolras tugged at his long, blond hair, leaned against the nearest wall and let himself slide down it. I just rolled my eyes at them. Men can sometimes be over dramatic and Enjolras was a fine case of this. Everything calmed down and went back to normal, so I just went back to my drawing. Men...

Louis' POV

Once everyone had calmed down I went back to my drink and my art work to notice Charlotte drawing, ignorant of everyone else. She was like that when she drew, oblivious to the outside world. Sneaking up behind her I shouted in her ear "WHAT ARE YOU DRAWING?!" This obviously scared her since she dropped her pencil and yelped, clutching her chest. She turned around, saw it was me and smacked me across the arm, hard.

"What was that for?" she said.

I raised my hand to my arm and rubbed it. "Oww!" she gave me a mock stern glare saying 'answer my question'. "I wanted to see what you were drawing, and by the looks of it, me."

"Not just you. Niall, Harry, Liam and Zayn too." she replied, picking up her pencil and turning back to the amazing piece of art.

"Why?" I asked, feeling annoying.

"Monsieur Tyler asked us to draw five people."

"Why?" I asked. I felt like Gavroche, who always did this to our dear Apollo, Enjolras.


"Why?" She just gave me another glare and hit me around the arm again, not as hard this time.

"How's your art project coming along? I can't wait to see it." she said, slightly tinged with humour and sarcasm. Oh shit! I knew I had forgotten something, and she knew it too. My art project. I have to draw a collection of flowers. Maybe Jehan could help. He loves flowers. Oops she's looking at me. I think of a lie, and quick. "Oh, umm. Good." I lied, awfully. She just rolled her eyes and laughed.

"You haven't started it yet have you?" I threw my hands up in defeat and shook my head. She knew me too well.

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