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.


42. Chapter 42:

Louis' P.O.V:

I almost crashed the car when I heard the words that charlotte's mother had said through the phone. To say that I was shocked would be an understatement. I had to pull over at the side of the road so I could comfort charlotte, and calm her down.

"What?!" Charlotte cried moments after, only just registering her mother's words. She looked like she was going to break down crying again any moment, she was having a very emotional night and this really didn't help her.

"You're not having a baby. You're getting it aborted." Her mother stated firmly. She had no emotion in her voice, no sign of guilt that she wanted her own grandchild aborted. She wasn't guilty that she was hurting her daughter. She just sounded angry.

At this point, I had just pulled over, we were now parked at the side of a small road. I turned my attention back to charlotte, who was just sitting staring straight ahead. Tears began streaming down her cheeks as she processed the words.

Liam reached out his hand, and touched her shoulder. She flinched away, but relaxed slightly when she saw that it was liam. He grabbed her hand and squeezed it lightly, trying to comfort her. She didn't move though, just staring blankly ahead.

She sobbed quietly. I put my arms around her and she cried into my shoulder. Her mother was still connected on the other end of the phone, listening to her daughter's sobs. How could she just sit there, emotionless, listening to her daughter cry?

Some people are so horrible, it sickens me.

She couldn't see that her own daughter was upset and emotional at the moment. The last thing charlotte needed at the moment was the stress of her own unapproving mother adding on to it.

Charlotte tried to say something to her mother, but no words were formed. Instead, they came out at sobs and cries. I whispered comforting words into her ear, which her mother must have heard. In the background, I heard her mutter, "She's with that boy again. He's no good." And some other annoyed comments. I've had enough of this...

I huffed angrily, before grabbing the phone out of charlotte's hand. She looked up at me with sad and confused eyes, but made no attempt of getting the phone back from me. She just sighed and buried her head into my chest again.

"I'm sorry, you can't stop charlotte from having her baby. It's her choice, not yours!" I practically screamed into the phone, startling charlotte and liam. Yeah, if you haven't already noticed, I'm quite protective. Even if this girl isn't mine.

Her mother didn't answer for a moment, probably shocked by my outburst of anger. But when she did reply, she seemed just as angry as I was.

"Excuse me? I am her mother, I have every right to tell her what she can and can't do, she is not having a baby! I don't care if you are the father of the baby, I will not let a teenager tell me what to do!" She screamed back at me.

When I spoke again, I had calmed down a bit, and I wasn't screaming as much because charlotte sounded scared of my words. I spoke in a low, annoyed tone, trying not to make myself any angrier at the woman than I already was.

"For your information, I am not a teenager. And I am not the father of the baby. You would know that, if you took the time to get to know the people that your daughter loves. We love and care for her, much more than you ever have, and ever will!"

I meant my words. We obviously all loved her, much more than this woman.

I wasn't stopping at anything to help charlotte. I wanted to protect her, and the little baby. She was going to keep it and I was going to help her through this. I wasn't going to let charlotte's mother get her own way and have the baby aborted. That wasn't going to happen.

But her mother only laughed at me like I was pathetic. This made me even more angry, if only she knew what I was like when I was angry.. Let's just say, I get slightly uncontrollable.

"You've only known her for about three months... You can't love her that much. You're not even the father of her baby, so why do you love her? She slept with some random guy, but you still love her. I wouldn't, if I was you."

My mouth dropped at her words. She just admitted that she didn't love her own daughter, basically. Charlotte heard the words and she flinched.

"Harry isn't some random guy. He loves charlotte a lot, more than you could imagine. And we all love her unconditionally now, because we've grown so close lately, were practically family. We helped her at times like this, we accepted her for who she was, she's an amazing person! She told us how you were always away from home, and how you were never are. You didn't care much about her. We are on tour a lot, and yet we still get to spend more time with her! We care. We all care. The boys and I all care about your daughter. We're more of a family now, more than you ever were to her! We love her so much!" I spat.

With those words, I hung up the phone angrily.

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