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.


3. Chapter 3:

I couldn't concentrate through the whole show, I was distracted by what harry had just done. Did that kiss mean anything? I'm not complaining or anything, I mean who wouldn't want to be kissed by harry styles? Its just that he was with taylor, and he shouldn't go round kissing random girls that he'd only just met, when he was in a relationship.

I tried to not think about it, and turned my attention back to the show. I started screaming and cheering as they started singing their first song, live while we're young. I knew all the words to all their songs, so I sang along with them.

The next song they sang was moments. It was amazing, and the song just made me really sad. Next, they sang kiss you. Zayn sung his part, which was great, then it was harry's. He had such an amazing voice.

"Oh, tell me tell me tell me how to turn your love on
You can get, get anything that you want
Baby just shout it out, shout it out
Baby just shout it out, yeah"

He looked at me and grinned as he sung his part, and gave me a wink as he turned back towards the crowd. This guy seriously knew how to make a girl blush. Rosie saw and giggled at me, and I had told her about how harry had kissed me.

After a few more songs, they got a break. We screamed and cheered them as they walked back towards us off stage. We congratulated them and they thanked us. They only had a 15 minute break, but niall and rosie had gone somewhere, so had the other boys, but harry stayed with me.

Harry hugged me tight, and I looked up at him. Again, I got lost in his beautiful eyes. He stared back down at me and leaned down, and lightly kissed my lips. A smirk played on his lips, and I stood up on my tiptoes to give him another kiss. I didn't know what I was doing, but I just went with it. The kiss depended, and became more passionate.

I quickly pulled away and turned when I heard a camera click. I saw louis standing there, holding up his phone. He chuckled, but harry was obviously annoyed. He grabbed louis' phone and looked at the photo. He smiled at it. Then he logged into his twitter, and posted the picture.
Why did he do that? Its not like I don't want anyone to see it, but he was with taylor, and she would see it. My phone buzzed a few seconds later, and I saw the photo harry had posted.
'@charlotte wright, I think I really <3 you.' He had written. My heart started to beat faster. I decided to talk to harry about it, before they had to go back on stage.

"Harry, can I talk to you, I private?" I whispered. He looked a bit concerned, and a bit upset. Tears were starting to burn up in my eyes, and he could see it.
"Sure." He mumbled, and took my hand. I dragged him into their dressing room, and slammed the door behind me. I was worried, not for myself but for harry. He would probably get into loads of trouble, with his management, and the boys, and taylor.

"What were you thinking?!" I practically screamed at him. I knew it wasn't his fault; I had kissed him back. But he had to go and post the picture on twitter. And the comment he had added... 'I think I really <3 you...' Did he mean that? I was too distracted by my thoughts, to even notice the tears rolling down my cheeks. Pathetic. Why was I even crying? Maybe I was afraid, that I would get hurt or something.

"What?" He knew what I was talking about, and he looked down at his feet. "Why don't you like me?" He whispered, pulling me closer. He wiped the tears away that were rolling down my cheeks.
"I do like you harry, I really do. Its just..." I sighed, collapsing on the sofa next to me. Harry sat down, and pulled me onto his lap. I buried my head into his chest.

"Its just what?" He whispered softly, stroking my hair. "Why did you do it? You're only making trouble for yourself..." I heard him sigh, and I could feel his gaze on my head. "Really, I mean you have taylor. She's famous, pretty... Why me?" I sniffed. I really meant what I said. Why me?

Harry's P.O.V:

I couldn't believe what she was saying. She was beautiful, much more than taylor. And I didn't even care that taylor was famous. And no-one knew this, but we had been having a lot of arguments recently and I was going to dump her. No-one knew, not even the boys.

Management forced me to be with her,they said I couldn't dump her until the end of the tour. But I had decided, when louis took that photo, that it wasn't their decision who I date. I'll date whoever I want, and by me posting that picture on twitter, I proved it to them.
"I don't love taylor..." I whispered softly in charlotte's ear. I wanted her, I loved her. It was a different kind of love though... Different to all the girls I've ever dated. I don't know why, I just felt like I would loose her if I didn't tell her those three words. "I love you." She looked up at me, confused. Her eyes were adorable, and she looked so cute when she cried.

But there was something in her eyes. She looked at me, like she loved me back. Like she loved me just as much as I love her. But that wasn't all I could see in her eyes... There was something else. It looked like a mixture of fear, pain and hurt. I could stand to see that, even though I only met this girl about 3 hours ago.

She was about to say something, when louis burst through the door. He looked at me and grinned cheekily, he knew that he had ruined the moment. I mentally cursed him.
"Hey haz, we're on in 5 minutes." He smiled and winked at charlotte, before leaving the room. I swear, I could kill that man.

Charlottes P.O.V:

After louis had left, harry sighed and got up, and I got up with him. I really wanted to just stay here with him, and enjoy the moment. When he had said that he loved me and not taylor, my heart started to beat faster. I don't know what it was. Maybe I loved him back, I was just afraid to love anyone.

Harry grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room, where the other boys and rosie were waiting. Louis smirked, and leaned close to whisper in my ear,
"So, are you guys a couple now?" I looked at him and rolled my eyes, before whispering back to him,
"No, he doesn't even think of me that way." I lied. I knew he said that he loved me, and part of me believed that.

Louis whispered back, "he really does love you." Before turning away and talking to the other boys. I wondered if that was true. Did harry really love me? I was lost too in my thoughts, to realise that harry was talking to me again.
"I've gotta go on stage now." He muttered, bringing me closer to him. He pushed a bit of hair away from my face.

"Okay." I mumbled. I looked down at me feet, not wanting him to see that I was crying again. He put his finger under my chin and brought my head up, so I was looking at him again.
"Look..." He started. "I love you, I really do... So I just wanted to say..." He took a deep breath.

"Charlotte, will you be my girlfriend?"

Before I could respond, louis had dragged him on stage, before turning around and winking at me.

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