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.


15. Chapter 15:

Charlotte's P.O.V:

I woke up in a fairly large room, where I was lying on a bed. The last thing I remember was being in the car with the boys, on the way back from the hospital, and louis had whispered something in my ear.

"Because you're special..." His words echoed through my mind. I shook the thoughts away as I sat up and took in my surroundings. There was a lot of pictures around the room of harry, and his family. There was also loads of pictures of him and the boys.

I turned to my side, to see harry sleeping next to me on the double bed. He looked so cute and angelic when he slept. I tried to get up without him stirring, but that was quite hard because we were snuggled closely together. He opened one eye, and looked up at me sleepily, as if to say 'fuck off, I'm sleeping'.

But a grin appeared on his face when he realised it was me. He put his arm round my waist and pulled me closer to him, if that was even possible. I snuggled into his chest, not wanting to get up, but just stay here with harry forever.

"Good morning beautiful." his words were so simple, yet I found myself blushing. He chuckled when he noticed, and I found myself blushing an even deeper shade of red. He chuckled more, and kissed the top of my head.

"I love it when you blush. Its cute." Harry smiled, and I smiled back at him.
"Where are we?" I asked, a bit confused.
"We're in liverpool at the moment, on the tour bus." He replied.
"Okay." I smiled.

I leaned up to give him a peck on the lips, but when I went to pull away he pulled me back. He forced my mouth open and pushed his tounge in without any warning, and began wrestling my tounge.

We was interrupted by louis barging into the room, again. Fuck you louis tomlinson, fuck you. It was like he didn't like me and harry being together. It was like he could sense it every time harry and I kissed, and he came barging in just to stop us.

"WAKE UP!" He screamed, even though it was obvious that we were awake. He grinned at our annoyed expressions, and jumped on the bed. I groaned loudly, and louis just laughed. For a 21 year old, that guy could be so immature sometimes. Not that I didn't like it, he was really fun to be around.

But it sometimes annoyed me when I didn't get to spend just a moment alone with harry. He was obviously thinking the same thing, as he spoke up.
"Louis, don't I ever get any time, just to spend alone with my girlfriend?" He grumbled, and rolled out of bed.
He hit the floor with a loud thump, and he groaned. Me and louis burst out laughing, it was kinda funny. After our moment of laughter, I leaned over the edge of the bed to look down at harry. He was pouting, and I couldn't help but burst out laughing again.

Then, being the little fucker louis is, he pushed me off the bed and I fell on top of harry. He groaned again. I rolled over so I was laying next to him on the floor. Louis found this even funnier, and I glared at him, a little bit pissed off.

"Watch it tommo, if I wasn't in so much pain right now I would kick your ass all the was to america!" I grumbled. He just chuckled at me, not scared.
"Sassy." He commented. I glared at him again, before turning to face harry.

"Are you okay?" I whispered to him. He was still holding his stomach and wincing in pain. He shook his head slightly.
"Sorry." I murmured. He smiled weakly at me and shook his head again.
"Not your fault." He stabbed a finger in louis' direction, and glared at him. "Its his!"

Louis was still in fits of laughter. I got up and quickly kicked him in the balls. He immediately stopped laughing and screamed in pain. He rolled around, holding his balls. He glared at me, and I giggled. I sat back down on the floor next to harry.

I leaned over to him. Carefully, I pulled harry's top up, and started to leave a wet trail of kisses down his stomach. He grinned, and stroked my hair as I did this.
"All better." He mumbled, a smile on his face showing his cute dimples.

We lied there on the floor for a while, harry still in a bit of pain. I played with his curls for a while, forgetting about louis who was still laying on the bed, groaning and moaning in pain. Serves you right, I thought in my head but I didn't say it out loud.

A few seconds later, liam, zayn, niall and rosie came barging into the room. They had heard louis screaming.
"What the fuck is happening in here?" Niall yelled. He looked from me, to harry, to louis, who was still recovering from his pain.

Louis glared at me, and I rolled my eyes.
"Don't you roll you eyes at me, miss!" He grinned, and I jumped up and ran out of the room. Louis ran after me, a few seconds after. I didn't really know where I was going, but I saw a door which I assumed was the exit to the bus.

I ran out of the door, the fresh air hitting me. Louis sprinted out after me, and I looked around. I heard louis stop running and shouting for me to come back, but it was too late...

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