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.


30. Chapter 30:

Louis' P.O.V:

She's what? Did she just say she was pregnant? With harry's baby? That crushed me. I mean, I liked charlotte, and I mean more than just a friend. But she probably didn't feel the same way about me, so I tried to hide my disappointment.

"You're pregnant? That's great charlotte!" I tried to sound enthusiastic about this, even though it killed me. I pulled her closer to me, stroking her hair and trying to comfort her. She sighed and looked up at me. Her eyes were beautiful...

"But its not going to be okay. I'm all alone on this, harry hates me and he would probably hate me even more if I told him I was pregnant with his child. I'm just so alone, I can't take it lou!" She cried.

"No, that's not true love. You're not alone, I'll be here for you every step of the way, I promise. And so will the other boys." I assured her. "And harry never stopped loving you." She raised an eyebrow at me, doubtfully.

"Its true, I swear. As soon as you left, he realised what a big mistake he had made. Rosie and I explained everything to harry, and he broke down in tears. He wouldn't come out of his room for three days, and he just wasn't the same." I tried to persuade her.

"You did that? For me?" She whispered. I nodded, and I felt a tear roll down my cheek. Why was I crying? I had this girl back in my life again, and that's all I could ask for. Even if she was pregnant with my best friend's child, I didn't care.

"Of course, I would do anything for you love. When rosie showed me that note that you left for her, part of me died inside. I love you so much charlie, and even though it had only been three weeks since the last time I saw you, I missed you so much." I kissed her on the head, and tears formed in her eyes.

"Really?" She whispered. Her eyes looked sad and broken. She looked so lost, so alone. And she needed a friend, just someone to be there for her, whenever she needed it. I had to be that friend.

I nodded, and a shy smile appeared on her face. God, I have missed her amazing smile, it made me smile whenever I saw her.

We were just enjoying the moment with each other, when someone cleared their throat in the doorway and startled us. Charlotte looked up, and practically leaped off me when she saw eleanor standing in the doorway, looking pretty pissed off.

"Shit! Sorry lou, I forgot you had a girlfriend." She mumbled, as she walked away. I grabbed her arm, and pulled her back. She just stared at me, and then el. She looked ashamed.
"No." I whispered. She looked confused. I got up from where I was sitting on the floor.

"Sorry el, but I've gotta take charlotte home now. See you later, bye!" I practically shouted in her face. She looked a bit stunned at first, then she looked quite angry at charlotte. But she wasn't my real girlfriend, so why should she care?

I pulled charlotte out of the bathrooms before eleanor could say anything. She looked a bit scared, but I just grabbed her hand and started dragging her out of the restaurant.
"Wait." She said, before darting back over to the boy she was with.

They had a short conversation, before she wrote something down on a bit of paper and handing it to him. I was guessing that it was her phone number. They smiled and hugged each other, before saying goodbye. Charlotte stumbled back over to me and I grabbed her hand to steady her.

Only then did I realise that she was wearing the outfit that I had bought her.

She looked absolutely stunning in it. I eyed her up and down, taking in her beauty. She must have noticed my staring, because she turned away and started to walk off. I knew she was self concious about her looks, and she must have thought I didn't like the way she looked.

I grabbed her arm and pulled her back to me. She had tears rolling down her cheeks. Fuck you, tomlinson. You messed up again.

"Charlotte, you looked absolutely beautiful. I can't tell you how amazing you look in that outfit." I smiled. She smiled shyly back at me, but her gaze averted away from mine. I sighed and grabbed her hand again, as we walked out of the restaurant.

We talked a lot on the walk back to the tour bus. We caught up on what had been going on for the past few weeks, and let me tell you, there was a LOT to talk about.

It felt like she had been gone for years. And I didn't want to loose her again. But it crushed me when she said,
"I'm only staying for the night." I argued with her, but in the end I gave in because I was afraid of loosing her again.

But what am I thinking, she isn't even mine to loose?

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