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.


6. Chapter 6:

I froze in shock, just standing there staring up at her. She looked at me like she was disgusted, like I was just some fly that she wanted to swat away. There was a large guy standing next to her, staring down at me too. I was scared, because I didn't know what they were going to do to me and the people around us were to drunk to do notice us.

"First you steal my boyfriend from me, and now you ruin my dress?" She hissed at me. I was so scared, that I couldn't manage to speak. I started to back away, but she kept stepping towards me. I kept stepping backwards, until I hit the wall. I couldn't back away any more, so I was stuck there with taylor towering over me.

I glanced over to my left, and I saw there was a door. It was to the girls bathroom, and I figured that it was my best option. Maybe there was a window in there that I could quickly climb out of. I ducked under taylor's arm, and sprinted to the door. She hastily ran after me, with the large guy following her.

I burst through the door, and looked around. I immediately saw the window, and ran over to it. I jumped up onto the surface beneath the window, and reached up to open it. Taylor burst through the door, as I lifted my left leg over. Before I could lift my other leg over, she grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

I fell backwards and landed on the floor. I landed on my arm, and It hurt extremely badly. I screamed out in pain, only to have my mouth covered by taylor's hand. I struggled away from her, but the large guy standing next to taylor pulled me back.

"You're going to pay..." She hissed again.
"Harry!" I managed to squeal, but taylor shoved her hand over my mouth again. The large man raised his hand, and was about to hit me hard. I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping it wouldn't hurt very much.

Louis' P.O.V:

I was having fun partying with some friends, when I decided to go find harry. I hadn't seen him all night, and I was starting to worry. He was probably off doing it with charlotte, but I was going home soon to the apartment I shared with him. I went to ask one of the other boys if they knew where harry was.

The first person I came across was liam, but he said he didn't know where he was. I turned around and walked off, when I heard a muffled scream. It was coming from the girls' bathroom. I cautiously approached the door, when I heard another shout. I recognised charlotte's voice, and I burst through the door.

Charlotte was on the floor, backed up against the wall, and taylor towered over her. A large guy stood next to taylor, with his fist raised at charlotte. His fist connected with her face, and she screamed in pain They turned around to look at me when I broke through the door. They were obviously surprised, but charlotte still had her eyes closed.

"Back. Off." I growled at the man. He smirked at me, and stepped forwards. Charlotte's head snapped up when heard my voice. She looked relieved that I was there, and she mouthed 'thank you' to me. I smiled at her reassuringly, and turned my head back to the man.

He was slightly taller than me and looked quite intimidating. But I didn't care, I had to save charlie.
"Or what?" The guy raised his eyebrows at me, obviously amused that I was challenging him. I swallowed the lump in my throat, and opened my mouth to speak again.

"Or this will happen." I spat. The man looked confused, but couldn't react quick enough when my fist connected with his nose. It started to bleed, and he stepped back in shock. I saw him wincing in pain, as he backed towards the door and started to run. Taylor looked very afraid, and skittered after the man.

The door slammed behind them, and I ran over to charlotte and dropped on my knees beside her.
"Are you okay? What did they do to you?" I whispered, lifting her and placing her on my lap. She winced in pain and shook her head.

"They didn't get chance to do anything to me, apart from what you saw.." She smiled weakly at me, tears were rolling down her cheeks. Her tears mixed with the blood from her nose. "But I fell from the window and my leg really hurts." She cried. I held her close to me, protectively. I looked down at her leg, it looked pretty bad. So did her nose, and I got a tissue and held it to her.

"Look, charlotte.." I started. She looked at me, worried. "I think we need to go to the hospital, your leg looks really bad..." I sighed, and got up, lifting her up with me. She looked in so much pain, I wished I could help her. I carefully took her over to the door, opened it and walked out with her still in my arms.

I didn't know how harry would react when he found out. He would probably go mental, and kill taylor or something. I planned to keep this a secret from him, for his own good. I explained to charlotte that we couldn't tell harry about it, and she just agreed. She didn't look like she was in the mood to argue.

"Don't tell harry about what?" An all-too-familiar voice spoke behind me, sounding very angry. I turned around and he was standing with his arms folded, and his eyebrows raised.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing with my girl!" Harry spat at me. I didn't move, just stood there with a pale-looking charlotte in my arms. I know she didn't feel very good, and we had to get to the hospital quickly.

"Taking care of her! If you didn't leave her to go get a drink, this wouldn't have happened!" I growled back at him, and turned to walk off, when he grabbed my shoulder.
"What wouldn't have happened?" Harry's voice was a little softer, but he still sounded angry.
"If you haven't noticed already, she's in pain! Cause taylor and some man almost beat the shit out off her!"

Harry's hard expression changed, to a concerned, sorry look. His eyes landed on charlotte, and realised that she didn't look so well. "Oh shit, we gotta get her to the hospital!" Harry shouted, dragging me to the door. Zayn stopped us on the way out.

"Where are you guys going?" He said, and his eyes widened when he saw the state charlotte was in. "What happened?" He asked concerned, but we didn't have time for this.
"Look, we'll explain later, can you just tell the others that we're going to the hospital please?" Zayn nodded, and rushed back inside the club.

I passes charlotte to harry, and ran over to the road, where I saw a taxi pulling over. He rolled the window down, and I could tell he recognised who I was.
"Need help Mr. Tomlinson?" He smiled politely.
"Yeah," I replied. "Can you take us to the nearest hospital. Its an emergency." I pointed to harry and charlotte, and he immediately nodded his head.
"Of course."

Harry got into the taxi with charlie in his arms, tears starting to run down his cheeks. I knew this girl meant a lot to him, but I didn't think he was this serious. She probably just had a broken leg and nose or something, but harry was acting like she was on the verge of dying.

Harry's P.O.V:

The tears started to roll down my cheeks, scared of what was going to happen to charlotte. I looked over to louis, who was staring out of the window.
"I'm sorry man.." I whispered, not sure he heard me.
"What for?" Louis looked confused, forgetting what had happened in the club.

"For being over-protective." I mumbled. Louis smiled sympathetically.
"Its okay. Its not your fault. I didn't realise how much she meant to you.." Louis' voice trailed off at the end.
"She means the world to me, I never wanna lose her..." I muttered, looking down at the beautiful girl in my arms.

"Its going to be okay." I whispered to her, my voice cracking at the end. I repeated the words over and over, but I wasn't even sure I believed them myself.

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