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.


45. Chapter 45:

Harry's P.O.V:

The taxi arrived about fifteen minutes later. The security guards left, as soon as they had assured that I was safe. Zoey and I had made small conversation whilst we waited, but nothing much. I got to know her a little bit though.

Zoey was about to go home, as she had finished work. It was about 5:00pm now. I decided that I was going to be very lonely for the night, and I needed someone to talk to. I didn't really know many people in New York, so I only really had one option.

Before zoey left, I asked her if she would want to come back to my hotel and stay the night. She was shocked, I mean harry styles just asked her to stay with him. I would be shocked too, if I were her.

She gladly accepted, after snapping out of her shock. She jumped around and squealed happily a few times, before calming down and jumping into the taxi in the seat next to me.

"Where too, sir?" The taxi driver asked me. I glanced down at my phone and read out the address for the hotel that I was staying in. Paul had booked me a room in that hotel and sent me the address, because I had nowhere else to stay tonight.

Paul also said that him and the boys were getting the next flight available to come over here and bring me home. I didn't really want to go back home just yet though, I wanted to stay here for a while longer. Just to think.

I sighed to myself, knowing that charlotte was coming with them. We would have to talk, I know we had to. They would be here tomorrow night, and I didn't even know what I would say to her. I felt really stupid now, for running away.

The taxi ride was spent in silence, neither of us trying to make conversation again. But she did look at me a lot, I noticed her staring a couple of times. But she didn't realise that I saw her, as she continued to stare at me.

When we arrived at a fancy looking hotel, I payed the taxi driver and climbed out of the car. Zoey climbed out too, and we both collected our luggage from the back of the car. She quickly followed behind me as I walked towards the entrance of the hotel.

We entered the hotel and I walked over to the reception desk. The woman sitting there looked quite nice, she looked quite young, maybe around about twenty or slightly older. She didn't look like she was enjoying her job, but she was polite anyway.

She saw me and recognised me in an instant. She sat up and greeted me politely, with a large smile on her face. I couldn't tell if it was a fake smile because she had to be polite, or a real smile because I was here.

"Hello Mr. Styles, how may I help you?" She smiled sweetly.

"Hi, I booked a room here." I started. She nodded, searching for my key and then handing it to me. I thanked her.

"Have a nice stay." She smiled again, and I thanked her again, before walking towards the elevator. I pushed the button, and zoey and I waited for it to open. When it did, we quickly stepped in, pulling our luggage in behind us.

I pressed the button for the fourth floor, where the room was. After a while, the elevator hadn't reached our floor yet. I frowned. The elevator was rattling, it sounded like it was old and like it was about to break down.

But paul had said this hotel was modern and well maintained. It was also fairly new, so I don't think it would break down just yet.

The elevator shook slightly, still rattling as it moved slowly.

Suddenly, the elevator stopped. All the power cut off too. The quiet elevator music stopped, and all the lights cut out.

I spoke too soon.

Zoey screamed beside me, I honestly felt like screaming too. I was definitely screaming on the inside. It was pitch black, and I could see anything. The only sounds were the rattling of the elevator, and zoey's deafening screams.

"It's okay zoey. It's okay." I said, grabbing onto her. She wrapped her arms around me, not letting go. I sighed, I didn't want this to be zoey. I wanted it to be charlotte sitting next to me, crying into my shoulder. I wanted to be the one to comfort charlotte when she cried.

But instead it was louis, louis was the one who was hugging charlotte right now and comforting her as she cried. But she was crying because of me, it was all my fault. She wouldn't be crying if I hadn't said what I did.

It's all my fault...

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