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.


27. Chapter 27:

Harry's P.O.V:

Its only been three weeks since I last saw charlotte, but it feels like forever. This has affected me a lot, and recently louis and I have not been our normal , cheerful selves. I know this is affecting him badly too.

I know now that I could never live without this girl, I know that she is my one true love.

I needed to prove that to her.

The day she had gone, I was quite happy to be completely honest. But then, louis told me the truth of what happened, and it felt like a stab in the heart. I might not ever be able to see the love of my life ever again.

After the first day, I completely broke down in tears. I wouldn't come out of my room for a whole day, but then we had to leave for a concert.

When I had woken up the morning she left, I found a small bit of paper under my door. It said, 'I Love You Harry<3.' I had immediately recognised charlotte's handwriting, so I screwed up the paper and threw it away.

But the next day I retrieved it from the bin and now I keep it in my wallet, the only piece I have left of her.

Three weeks later, I was sitting in my room, writing her a letter. Rosie was writing her a letter too and so was louis, and zayn, niall and liam were writing one together. Rosie and charlotte were always writing to each other, so she said she would send our letters with hers.

I knew charlotte was alive. Because yesterday it was on the news that she had been spotted with another guy. That killed me. There was pictures of this guy holding her over his shoulder, and I didn't like it.

But I couldn't do anything about it, because I was in spain for our tour, at that time. But now we were almost in england again, and I was determined to find her.

And not loose her again.

Charlotte's P.O.V:

I sat on my bed crying. I had been crying for the whole of the day, ever since we returned from the hospital. Tyler sat next to me on the bed, rubbing my back in a comforting motion.

"Its going to be okay.." He whispered.

But what if its not?! I can't do this!" I screamed. He was slightly taken back by my tone, but he didn't move. He stayed next to me, with an arm around my shoulder.

"It will be. I promise." His voice was barely audible, but I heard it. It was quite reassuring to me.
"What about harry? What will he think?" I asked, still crying. I didn't really want to think about it, but I just blurted it out.

"I don't know, but I know that I'm going to be here for you, no matter what."
"Thanks ty." I smiled.
"No problem charlie." He pulled me into a warm hug and grinned cheekily. He knows I don't like it when people call me charlie.

I just shook my head and rolled my eyes. True, I didn't really like being called charlie, but with my friends I didn't actually mind.

I started to think about my friends. I thought about rosie and louis and harry and zayn and niall and liam. I can tell you now that it definitely wasn't the first time I had thought about them in the past few weeks, because I had thought about them a lot.

Especially at the hospital.


"Are you okay?" Jay asked,as we climbed out of the car. I nodded, as we began to walk towards the hospital. It was a nice day, it was quite warm outside, but not too hot.

"Yeah. Just a bit nervous, that's all." I smiled anxiously as tyler grabbed my hand.
"You'll be fine. What's the worst that could happen?" He smiled, making me feel a bit better.

There was hardly anyone around and nobody seemed to notice who I was, but I still rushed inside and hid my face. I didn't want people to find out where I was, because the boys might try to come find me if they knew where I was.

We walked through the hospital entrance, hand in hand. Anybody would've thought that we were a couple, but we're not. Tyler is just really protective and caring over me, which I'm thankful for.

"How may I help you?" The receptionist fake-smiled at we approached the reception desk.
"Hello, yes we have an appointment for charlotte wright, at 2:00pm?" Tyler smiled with the same fake-smile that the woman used.

The woman obviously recognised who I was, but she didn't say anything about it. She actually didn't say anything at all. She just nodded, and motioned for take a seat in the waiting room.

After about ten minutes of waiting anxiously, a doctor called my name.

We followed him down a long corridor and into a fairly large room. He got me to lay down on the bed, and tyler took a seat in the chair beside me. He grabbed my hand because he could tell that I was nervous, and I smiled appreciatingly at him.

"Right, we're just going to do a few scans, to see if you're alright." The doctor smiled. I nodded and smiled nervously, taking a deep breath for what was going to happen next.

About an hour later, tyler and I were sitting in the waiting room again, waiting for my scan results.
"Its going to be fine, I promise." Tyler whispered.
"Even if its not, you won't leave me, will you ty? If anything bad happens, will you stay with me?" I asked, tears in my eyes again.

"Of course I will darling." He whispered, hugging me close to him.

At that moment, the doctor walked out holding a clipboard in his hands. He smiled at us, and told us to follow him. We walked down the corridor again, into a slightly smaller room. We took a seat on the chairs, waiting for the doctor to speak.

"Am I going to be okay?" I blurted the question that was on my mind. The doctor hesitated before answering. Oh no, this can't be good news if he was hesitating.

"You're health is perfectly fine." The doctor started. I sighed with relief, and I could feel tyler relaxing slightly beside me.
"But I do have some news, I'm not sure if you're going to be completely thrilled about it." The doctor stated.

I took a deep breath, awaiting his next words.

"You're pregnant."


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