Forgive and Forget


I suppose you could say I was 'the popular girl'. I don't like that, because usually the popular girls are stuck up bitches. I'm not like that. Really, I'm not. Its not like in tv programs, where the popular girl rules the school. I try to be nice to everyone, even the less popular kids.

My name's charlotte , people call me Charlie. I just turned 19 a couple of months ago. I would say I quite pretty, and the captain of the football team is my boyfriend. I have long, blonde curly hair, with bright blue eyes. I'm quite slim, and i like the shape of my body.Typical for the popular girl, I know.

I would say I'm quite a strong person. I mean, I used to be bullied when I was younger, because I wasn't very pretty, but I stood up for myself. Now, I can take a lot of what people say or do to me.

But this time I just couldn't take it. I don't think anyone would be able to take it from a celebrity.


12. Chapter 12:

Louis' P.O.V:

I smiled as harry said those last words. I know he really meant them, because I knew that harry wouldn't have said it if he didn't really mean it. I know that I had stuck up for harry over the years, because he was like my son. I loved him, and I really would be upset if I lost him, or any of the boys. We've become so close over the years.
I really would miss these boys so much if the band ever splits up, but I doubt that would happen. We had such a good relationship with each other, that we can say or do anything and we would always forgive each other in the end.

If we ever had an argument, it wouldn't last long. We would always work things out, all the time. I remember one time when me and harry were fighting, and harry had started crying. Sometimes I forget that he is just a kid, and he needs someone there for him.

It made me think about a couple of years ago, when we were on x-factor. I didn't think I would get through, but I knew harry would. I had heard him sing, and he was really good. I knew that he would become famous one day, even if her didn't win. I had got a picture taken with him, and I had got him to sign something.

I laughed at the memory. I never thought I would get through the x-factor. I never really thought I was very good at singing, but I tried. And look at us now. Touring the world, and doing what we loved. Singing, but best of all, with each other. None of us would be where we were now without each other.

"What's funny?" I heard harry say next to me, snapping me out of my daydream. He looked confused. I smiled at the younger boy, staring him up and down. He hadn't changed very much since I met him. He still had his beautiful curly hair, his cute dimples when he smiled, his cupcake face that was too cute to resist.

He looked even more confused now, and I laughed again.
"I was just thinking about when we were on x-factor, when we met for the first time.." I smiled at him. His confused face turned into a cheeky smile, showing those cute dimples that I loved. "I got you to take a picture with me, because I knew that you would be famous one day.." I continued.

I saw the smile grow on harry's face, revealing his pearly white teeth.
"You were a really good singer, I was really surprised that you didn't get through, but I knew that I wouldn't get through so that wasn't a surprise to me." I winced at the painful memory. Even though I didn't think I was going through, it still hurts when your name isn't called. But I remember niall's reaction. He was really crushed.

I shook the horrible memories from my mind, and thought about the past few years. They have been the best years of my life, singing with my band mates.

I felt like the luckiest person alive; I was in the biggest boy band in the world, I had the best band mates ever, I had the most amazing friends, and I had the most supportive people there for me. Life couldn't get any better.

"And now we're here, its just crazy man." I finished. I had tears in my eyes, tears of joy.
"I know." Harry whispered. We sat there, having an emotional moment, until a doctor came through the door, holding a clipboard in his hands.

Harry's P.O.V:

I was enjoying having a little heart-to-heart moment with louis. I felt like I could just tell him anything, I trusted him most in the world. I trusted louis more than I trusted my family.

It was nice, until a doctor burst through the door holding a clipboard, looking worried. He didn't look like he wanted to deliver the news to us, but it was his job and he had no choice.

I drew in a deep breath and clenched my eyes shut, dreading the news he was about to give us. I felt louis tense up beside me, thinking exactly the same as me. I glanced over to charlotte's bed, where she remained still and lifeless. I squeezed her hand, which I hadn't let go since we had entered the room.

The room was silent, the doctor obviously not sure how to phrase his next words. He coughed awkwardly, and opened his mouth to speak. A single tear ran down my cheek. I thought the doctor was about to say that she was dead.

"Well, we ran some tests, and it doesn't look good..." The doctor started. Another tear ran down my cheek and louis put his arm around me for comfort. The doctor cleared his throat before continuing. "She has lost a lot of blood, and the first time she got punched didn't help." I winced at the painful memory.

The doctor's voice lowered slightly before he spoke four words that felt like a stab in the heart.

"She's in a coma."

I broke down sobbing, crying into louis' chest. I felt him crying too. Its funny how much emotions you can have for a girl you only met yesterday.

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