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.


47. Chapter 47:

Harry's P.O.V:

"Help!" Zoey shouted for about the millionth time, bashing on the elevator doors. We had only been stuck in there for about fifteen minutes, but apparently she was really claustrophobic. She was giving me a headache, by screaming and bashing the door.

"HELP!" She screamed again. I sighed loudly, and she turned around to glare at me. I glared back. She may be claustrophobic, but I wasn't happy to be stuck in an elevator with her screaming and shouting for help. I regret ever asking her to come back to the hotel with me...

"Just shut up!" I yelled, after she had started screaming, shouting and bashing on the door again. I was obviously annoyed, although she clearly couldn't see that. If she doesn't shut up now, I swear that I will make her...

"Sorry.." She grumbled, clearly not sorry at all. She glared at me, before sighing and sitting down on the elevator floor beside me. I couldn't see her in the darkness of the elevator, but I could tell that she was staring at me.

"I really am sorry. I'm sure that this isn't the way that you would like to be spending your night. Stuck in an elevator with some crazy fan who keeps screaming because she's claustrophobic." I smiled, knowing that she was a fan.

"It's okay." I replied grabbing her hand and squeezing it. I couldn't see her face properly, but I knew she was smiling. She had calmed down a bit and wasn't panicking anymore. This seemed like a good sign, at least for now it was.

A moment later, my phone began to ring. I looked down at the screen where paul's name was flashing on the screen. I sighed and declined the call, not bothering to answer his call. But a few moments later, paul rang me again. I sighed, reluctantly answering the phone.

"What." I grumbled into the phone. I knew that I was being a little harsh on him because he hasn't done anything wrong. I was just in quite a bad mood right now, not really wanting to speak anyone.

"Answer your phone when I call you harry, it could be important. Anyway, are you at the hotel? We're just in a car on our was there. We'll probably be there in about five minutes or so." Paul informed me. I rolled my eyes, he acted like my dad.

"Yeah I'm at the hotel. Stuck in an elevator, and all the power went out. We've been here for ageees paulie!" I moaned, over-exaggerating. I sighed dramatically, and I could just imagine paul rolling his eyes on the other end of the phone. He paused for a moment before replying.

"How long have you been in there? And what do you mean by 'we'? I thought you were alone?" Paul questioned. Shit. Paul couldn't know that I was with a fan, because he would moan at me about how I should always keep a security guard with me and everything.

"We've been in here for about twenty minutes now." I replied, avoiding his other question. He waited for me to answer his other question. He wasn't letting me get out of this one easily... I sighed, knowing that he would find out that I was with a fan from all the pictures.

"No, I'm not alone. But we'll talk about that later. Just hurry up, I don't think I can be stuck in this elevator any longer!" I groaned. I heard paul chuckle. Then I heard the voices of louis and niall in the background shouting and screaming. Paul made them shut up, before talking to me again.

"I'll contact the hotel and tell them about the elevator. We'll be there in five. Bye harry." Paul said, before I quickly mumbled a goodbye and hung up the phone. Zoey and I sat in an awkward silence for a few moments, before I spoke up.

"They're going to be here in five minutes. And paul's going to call the hotel reception to get us out." I informed her. She nodded, not saying anything. She took deep breaths, probably because of her claustrophobia.

After what felt like about five minutes, paul and the others still hadn't arrived yet and the elevator still hadn't been fixed. I was starting to get slightly worried, and started imagining the worst case scenarios that could have happened to them.

I tried to shake away the bad thoughts.

Zoey suddenly spoke up, she sounded slighted worried too.

"Harry?" Her voice was barely above a whisper, but I heard her. The elevator was soundless, every word echoing off of the walls.

"Yeah?" I replied, turning to face her.

Before I could react, zoey crashed her lips onto mine. She tricked me... I froze for a moment, unable to move. She was kissing me, and I barely even knew her. Anyway, the kiss wasn't half at good as charlotte's kisses...

I tried to push away, taking a massive breath. But she pulled me back again, kissing me passionately. I didn't kiss back, of course. I tried to push her away, but she was quite strong and I didn't want to hurt her. She's a girl, I don't hurt girls..

I took a quick breath and tried to push her away. But she quickly grabbed my wrists and pushed me up against the elevator wall. I didn't expect her actions.

She tried to push her tounge into my mouth, but I didn't let her. She wasn't going that far with this... I tried to force her face away from mine but she just effortlessly pushed me back against the wall, still holding my wrists above my head. She began passionately kissing me again.

Suddenly, the lights and power all came back on in the elevator. I heard the doors opening slowly, revealing a group of people. I heard one of them gasp, and someone else whispering. I instantly knew it was charlotte and the others.

Perfect fucking timing.

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