Forgive and Forget

Summary

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.

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44. Chapter 44:

Harry's P.O.V:


The whole crowd of paparazzi and fans wouldn't leave us alone. They surrounded us, and asked us loads of questions, mostly aimed at me. A lot of the questions involved the girl that I was with, and if we were a couple.

I didn't even know the girl's name, she just kind of followed me all the way from the plane. It's a bit creepy, but she just acted casual about it, as if we had been friends for a long time and we were just talking about anything.

Some of the other questions that were thrown at me were about charlotte's baby, and who's it was. Some of the paps had the idea that it was my baby, some thought it was louis'. Others thought it belonged to that guy that she met after she left us, tyler.

But I really didn't want to thing about that right now, I came here to get away from all of that.

I eventually escaped the crowd of people, but some of the paparazzi still followed me, along with some of the fans. There was no sign of that blonde flight attendant, but I could see that some of the paps were gathered around someone. I assumed that was her.

I sighed, knowing that I had to do the right thing. I had to go help her, no matter how annoying or clingy she was. Because I'm not the kind of person who would leave someone to get hurt, no matter who they are.

I jogged back over to the bunch of people who were surrounding the girl. I cleared my throat loudly, so almost all of the paps and fans turned around to stare at me. Only seconds later, most of the attention was back on me, but there was still some people attacking the girl.

"Leave her alone!" I shouted, pushing some people out of the way so I could walk towards the girl. Of course, the people followed behind me, but I was used to being followed. This girl wasn't, it was obviously something knew and shocking to her.

"I said, leave her alone!" I growled, becoming more angry when the people didn't move away from the girl who was currently lying on the ground. I could barely see her, but I could tell that she was scared by the way that she was shaking.

Some of the people didn't even take any notice of me when I shouted at them, making me more angry. They just continued snapping pictures of the flight attendant and asking her a load of random questions about me.

"I warned you.." I muttered under my breath, as I forcefully pushed my way through the crowd that was surrounding her. I even had to push some of the fans out of the way, which I hated doing. But it was their own fault to be honest.

"Now step away from her, stop taking pictures, leave her alone!" I screamed, raising my hand to a group of the paparazzi. They stepped back immediately, but they were still in the reach of my arm so I could probably still punch them if I wanted.

However, before I could hit any of them, someone grabbed my hand from behind.

I turned around quickly, to see the flight attendant girl sitting on the floor, with tears in her eyes. She had grabbed my hand to stop me from punching any of the paps. She was shaking her head at me, begging me not to hit anyone.

In a way, this girl reminded me of charlotte a bit. I mean, charlotte was like that, she never wanted me to use violence to anyone. Even if they hurt her, she hated violence.

"Don't hurt anyone." She whispered. I sighed, and nodded reluctantly. This girl reminded me of charlotte too much, even her voice reminded me of her. I wish charlotte was here with me, right here, right now... I miss her badly...

I sighed again, knowing that she probably hates me right now. But what did I do wrong? She got pregnant, I'm not even sure who's baby it was. But she didn't even tell me, the whole world knew about it before I did. That's why I got angry and left...

Another flash of a camera in my face snapped me out of my thoughts. I pushed the camera away, causing the photographer to drop it and it smashed into pieces. The guy angrily looked up at me, raising his fist. Oops.

"You're going to pay for that!" The guy yelled. I grinned, before grabbing the girls hand and pulling her away from the crowd. She quickly got to her feet and stumbled after me.

We ran as fast as we could, escaping the crowds of people. The guy who's camera I broke chased after us, shouting rude comments as we ran. We eventually lost him, he wasn't fast enough to catch us.

We both quickly collected our luggage, and I talked to the airport security team. Two of the security guards agreed to escort me outside, to prevent any incidents like what had just happened. The girl was still in shock from before.

We made it outside without anymore hassle. I quickly called a taxi to come collect me, and take me to a hotel that I was staying in. I leaned against the wall whilst I waited, and the girl did the same.

I decided that we were going to be waiting here for quite a while, so I might as well make conversation with the girl.

"Sooo, what's your name?" I asked. The girl looked up at me, surprised that I was actually making conversation with her.

"I'm zoey." She smiled.

"Nice to meet you zoey." I grinned
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