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.


13. Chapter 13:


Charlotte's P.O.V:

I woke up suddenly. But I wasn't awake. Everything around me was all black. I tried to sit up, but I couldn't, and I couldn't open my eyes either. What had happened? The last thing I remember was being in an alleyway. I remember seeing a gang...


I ran aimlessly down the roads, sobbing. I kept running until I found an alleyway. I sat down, and continued to cry. I called louis, and he was going to come pick me up soon. Then a group of teenagers came over to me... It was all a blur from then. I remember the gang attacking me, then I remember someone ringing me, and I bashed my phone to answer it.

After that, everything went black...


I heard voices. I instantly noticed the most beautiful voice in the world. But he wasn't happy. He was crying. Why was harry crying? I hoped that I wasn't the one that had upset him. I don't like hearing harry cry. It makes me want to cry too.

I was about to get up, and to go over to harry and comfort him. But then I realised I couldn't open my eyes. I couldn't even move, or speak. What was happening? All I could do was sit and listen to their conversation. I recognised the voices of harry, louis, niall, zayn and liam.
"It-its been almost two months!" Harry sobbed. What's been two months? I immediately became more curious. "Why hasn't she woke up yet? I miss her so much.." Harry continued to cry, as louis tried to comfort him. Who hasn't woke up? Why does harry miss her?

"Harry, the doctor said that they have no idea when she will wake up, but I promise you it will be soon." I heard louis' soft voice. I was startled when harry screamed back at him.

"You know, you've been promising a lot of things lately, you promised it would be alright, you promised nothing would happen to her! But guess what lou, it happened!" I could hear the hurt in harry's voice. It hurt me too.
"Guys, I think harry needs some time alone." Louis said, the hurt appearing in his voice too, as they left the room.

About a minute later, I felt a hand grab mine. I was shocked, but I knew that the large hand gripped in mine was harry's.
"Charlotte?" He started. I was taken aback. Could he see me? "I miss you. Its been two months already, and I can't live without you." His voice cracked.

So it was me? He was talking about me? But what has been two months, I still don't get it. But all was clear when he spoke his next words.
"You've been in this coma for two months.." I felt a warm tear from harry land on my cheek, but he quickly brushed it away.

I was in a coma... How? How did this happen? I wanted to ask harry, but I couldn't. My lips weren't moving, no sound was coming out. My body was stiff, not wanting to move. I couldn't do anything, I felt so weak.

"I wish you would wake up." Harry continued to speak. "I have only left this hospital twice in the last two months. They said they could put another bed for me to sleep next to you, but I told them I'm okay snuggled in your bed, with you." I so urgently wanted to reply to harry's words. I wish I could just do anything.

He lied down on the bed next to me. I had the urge to pull him close, but I couldn't. I wanted to kiss his soft plump lips...

"I don't know if you can hear me charlotte, but please, if you're in there, give me a sign. Please, anything, please.." Harry begged. I felt his soft curls brush over my fingertips. I knew what I had to do, to give harry a sign that I'm here, I'm still here.

I gathered every single piece of energy inside of me for my next action. I used the finger that had brushed past his hair, to grab one of his curls and wrap it round my finger. That's all I could manage. I was left breathless, after the smallest action. Something I would take for granted normally.

Harry drew in a sharp breath at my action. He lay next to me, frozen, for a few minutes. He took a while to process my actions. He didn't understand, I had been in this coma for 2 months, not moving, and now I was doing this.

He relaxed after a little while, and I could sense that he was happy. Well, happier than earlier. "So you are in there... You can hear me..." Harry breathed. "I love you." He croaked, as he pulled me tightly into a hug. I felt his warm tears fall onto the back of my neck, but I didn't care.

The door opened, interrupting the moment. I heard someone clear their throat, and I believed it was louis. I was correct, as I heard him speak a moment later. " I guess this isn't the right time." And he rushed back to the door, and was about to leave, when harry spoke up. "Louis.." He whispered.

"Yeah?" He replied. Harry took a moment before speaking.
"Erm, w-well, I think you were right louis..." He stuttered. "I think you were right, I'm sorry..." His voice cracked. What was louis right about? I didn't understand. Neither did louis.

"What do you mean?" Harry obviously found the subject awkward to talk about, but he kept talking.
"Charlotte. I think she's starting to wake up.." I felt harry's and louis' gazes on me. No-one spoke for a while.

"How do you know?" Louis broke the silence. I heard his footsteps, as he approached harry and I on the bed. He stopped, as harry whispered three words. I'm not sure if louis heard him. "I just do." His voice was soft and beautiful, I hated the fact that he was upset.

I flinched as louis reached out and touched my cheek. Well, I think I flinched in my mind, because neither of them reacted. Louis leaned down and placed a quick kiss on the spot on my cheek where he had just brushed with his fingertip.

I felt a pair of warm lips crash onto mine, in an attempt to wake me up. I immediately recognised the soft plump lips as harry's, but I couldn't kiss him back. I was froze to the spot, unable to move. But I was grateful for them being here.

"Wake up love." Louis whispered. "Please." Harry added, begging.

"Harry, louis..." I whispered, as tears began to roll down my cheeks.

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