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.


46. Chapter 46:

Charlotte's P.O.V:

"Paul, are we taking a public plane or the private jet? And how long does it take to get to New York by plane? Why would harry go to New York anyway?" Louis asked a number of questions, as we entered the airport.

"It's best if we take the private jet. It takes about 8 hours to get to New York by plane, I think. And honestly, I have no idea why harry decided to go there. I don't know why he decides to do a lot of things that he does." Paul replied, and louis nodded.

"You've got a private jet?!" I squealed in shock; I had never been on a private jet before, and I never knew that the boys had one. Louis chuckled and nodded. The others joined in laughing too, but I just stood there, shocked.

"We're rich love. Of course we have a private jet. This is what we use to travel around when we're on tour and stuff. We'd get mobbed on a public plane." Louis laughed, grabbing my hand and pulling me along behind him. I rolled my eyes at his eagerness.

"I know you're rich lou. Biggest boy band in the world, and all that crap." I mocked, earning a frown and playful slap from louis. He pretended to be hurt by my words.
"Shut up!" He grumbled, I grinned cheekily back at him and he rolled his eyes.

"C'mon." Louis dragged me over to where we had to put our luggage. The rest of the group followed behind us quickly and placed their luggage with ours. Once we were all ready and checked through the security, we boarded the plane.

It was way better than I imagined. The seats were extremely comfortable and soft, you could even put the feet up to relax more. There was many seats, but with plenty of space between the rows so you could put your feet up.

Louis and I sat together at the back of the plane. The others spread out across the middle and front of the plane. Niall and rosie sat together on one side, wanting to be alone together. Liam and zayn sat on the other side, messing around.

Louis and I talked about everything and anything. We had a laugh, just talking about anything that came to our minds. I was beginning to enjoy myself, having fun and having a laugh. Louis wrapped his arm around me and I rested my head onto his shoulder.

I sighed, soon remembering the upsetting call from my mother. I just stared out of the window motionless. Louis and the others tried to comfort me many times, but it just wasn't working. Yeah, I loved these guys a lot, but I just needed my harry right now.

I don't know why harry wouldn't just answer his phone and talk to me. I don't understand, louis said he's just angry and he'll calm down later. But why wouldn't he just give me a minute to explain to him? Just a minute is enough, that's all I want.

I sighed to myself, feeling tears begin to roll down my cheeks. Harry hated me now, I knew he did. He hated me because he thought I cheated. He hated me because I didn't tell him about the baby. I don't blame him though, I would hate me too if I were him.

Everyone in the world must hate me right now, but I deserved it all. All the fans hated me because they thought I cheated on harry, harry hated me now for the same reason, even my own mother hated me now...

The boys probably hated me now too. I sniffed, more tears falling from my eyes. I looked down at my phone which I still had in my hands and sighed. I couldn't face twitter yet, I knew there would be a lot of rumours going round about me.

"We don't hate you. The boys and I love you." Louis mumbled, placing one hand on top of mine. He practically read my mind. I gave him a weak smile, but he could tell that I didn't completely believe his words.

"We do charlotte, we really do love you. You've become like a little sister to us, we really care about you now. You obviously make harry really happy, he's just a bit angry and upset at the moment. Give him chance, he'll be back. Just remember, I'm always here." Louis smiled.

A few more tears slipped down my cheeks. But this time, they were tears of happiness, not sadness. Louis really did care about me and he was the one who had been here for me through everything. It's only been a few months, but it feels like I've known him forever.

I thought about what louis had said to my mother on the phone.


"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!" Louis spat at my mother, before he angrily hung up the phone. I'd never seen louis so angry before, apart from the times where he was defending me or protecting me.


"Thanks lou." I gave him a large smile, which he quickly returned. The car soon stopped, and I leaned over to give him a massive hug. "Love you, lou." I whispered, pecking him on the cheek. He smiled back, just savouring this moment between us.

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