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.


31. Chapter 31:

Charlotte's P.O.V:

It was great to talk to louis again. I lost count of how many times I told him that I missed him so much, and it was the complete truth. We had grown close, and to have to leave one of your best friends is really hard.

He said that he had missed me too. He told me how much rosie missed me, even though I had talked to her a couple of times, and how much the other boys wanted me to come back. I didn't realise how much I mean to them.

And louis told me that harry really wanted to talk to me. I was dreading that conversation, because harry and I hadn't talked to each other since our little argument. What would I say to him?

Louis obviously sensed my nervousness, as he gave my hand a reassuring squeeze.
"It will be alright. You don't even have to talk to him if you don't want to. Just stay with me." He smiled cheekily.

I really didn't know what to do to be honest. I didn't really want to go back to the tour bus to face the awkward conversations with the other boys, and louis knew that.

"We don't have to go back yet." He spoke softly and calmly. I looked him in the eyes, thinking for a moment. If we didn't go back there, they would probably wonder where we were. But if we did go back, I would have to face the awkward conversations.

I sighed before answering. I knew that I had to go back there at some point, and I guess that time is now.
"I guess I will have to go sort things out sooner or later, so I might as well go now." Louis just looked at me, slightly unsure.

I squeezed his hand and smiled to reassure him.
"I'll be fine lou. I promise." I tried making my fake smile believable, but I knew louis believed me. But luckily he didn't say anything.

After walking in silence for about five minutes, louis spoke up. "Do you wanna call a taxi now? Its getting quite dark now."
"Yeah, sure. I can't walk anymore in these shoes!" I complained.

Louis chuckled, and before I knew it he was giving me a piggy back ride.
"Lou! Put me down!" I giggled, but eventually I gave up. I rested my head on his shoulder, and sighed. Breathing in his scent, I felt at home.

We decided to wait for the taxi in starbucks because it was becoming cold and dark outside. There was hardly any people in there, and nobody took much notice of us when we walked in.

We ordered our coffees and sat down at one of the tables. We didn't speak much, we just sat in a comfortable silence. Until a group of about five teenage girls approached us.

"Hey, you're louis tomlinson right?" One of the girls asked. Louis smiled and nodded. "Can you sign this please?" She asked, holding out a photo for him to sign.
"Sure love." Louis replied, writing his signature down on the paper.

"Would you like a picture too?" He asked, as he returned the paper. The girl squealed and nodded. Louis stood up as the group gathered round him and I took the picture for them. I smiled, louis was so nice to his fans. They were all smiling widely, except one of the girls.

She glared at me, pure hatred in her eyes. She looked like she was furious at me, but what have I done. She stepped forward, ignoring the conversation that the other girls were having with louis.

"You're charlotte wright aren't you?" She spat. Her voice was slightly lowered, so louis didn't hear her. I nodded, slightly scared.

"Well listen you little slut, you deserve every little bit of hate you get. You broke harry's heart by cheating on him, and then you had the nerve to leave them without even apologising! Then you decide to get together with some other boy, only a week later! And now you're with louis again! Go die, bitch!" She shouted.

The other girls and louis had heard every word, and so had some other people in the shop. Louis was fuming with anger, the same protective louis that I remember. Tears slipped from my eyes, and although I had received hate messages before, it still hurt.

"LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE!" Louis screamed. He grabbed me and pulled me into him, protecting me from the girls. He had his fists clenched, trying hard not to punch someone. I hated it when he used violence to solve his problems.

"Or what, tommo?" The girl smirked, her tone full of sarcasm. She knew that she was pushing louis' temper, and he was going to explode with rage soon.
"Or else." He muttered, taking deep breaths.

"Or else, what?" She laughed, knowing that he couldn't keep his anger in any more.
"JUST GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM US!" He screamed again, hugging me close. I was still crying, but I didn't care.

"Whatever, I don't care, I never liked you anyway louis." The girl paused, thinking about something before an evil smirk appeared on her face. Her next words caught me of guard, I really wasn't expecting them. I didn't know how to feel about it either.

"Heard you were pregnant."

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