Over Again


Charlotte and Harry's relationship started out rough. The first three months was hard for them, filled with drama. There was a lot of bumps in the road, and obstacles along the way. But they figured out their problems, and got over it. Can they forgive and forget their past, and start it all over again?

Sequel to 'Forgive and Forget'.


14. Chapter 14:

Charlotte's P.O.V:

"You really do look beautiful Charlotte... I'm speechless..." Harry murmured as we walked out of our apartment and towards the elevator. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and we stepped into the elevator.

I blushed at his comment and looked at the ground, smiling a little bit. I didn't think Harry liked what I was wearing earlier, because he didn't say anything or compliment me util Louis made him. That made me feel slightly insecure, Harry's opinion meant the most to me.

Harry started to hum one of his songs and I immediately recognised it, as it was one of their most known songs.

'You're insecure,
Don't know what for,
You're turning heads when you walk through the door,
Don't need make-up,
To cover up,
Being the way that you are is enough,

Everyone else in the room can see it,
Everyone else but you,

Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,
You don't know, oh, oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
If only you saw what I can see,
You'd understand why I want you so desperately,
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe,
You don't know, oh, oh,
You don't know you're beautiful, oh, oh,
That's what makes you beautiful..'

I giggled and blushed as he finished singing and grinned at me, winking. I knew that he was aiming the lyrics at me, because I was feeling insecure about myself. But being with Harry just made that feeling go away, he made me feel like a beautiful princess, like I was the only girl in the world.

"You make me feel so beautiful and so loved Harry." I whispered, as we stepped out of the elevator. He kept his arm around my waist, the whole time we walked. We walked outside to his car, it was quite cold outside. I began to shiver slightly, and Harry noticed.

"You're cold. Here, put my jacket on." Harry instructed. I did what he said and wrapped the jacket around my body, appreciating the warmth

"Thanks." I smiled.

When we reached Harry's car, he opened the passenger door for me like a gentleman, before running round to his own side and jumping into the car.

He turned to me, and grabbed my hand.

"You wanna know why i treat you like you're beautiful? It's because you ARE beautiful, babe. I really DO love you. So do the other boys, we love and care for you. Seriously, you're my world. I don't know what I would do without you, Charlotte. I've only had you in my life for five months an it's crazy that I love you this much, but I do. I just love everything about you. The press can say all they want about us, but I don't care. You love me, I love you. And that's all there is to say."


Harry had just taken me to a posh restaurant for our date, it had amazing food but it was all so expensive. Harry said that he could pay for it and that it was nothing, but it's obviously going to be nothing to him as he's super rich. I didn't want him to pay for it all, but he insisted that he would pay for everything.

After we had finished dinner, we decided to take a walk outside. It was 9:00pm, so it was getting a bit dark and cold outside. Harry insisted that I wore his jacket because he said that I needed it more than he did. I sighed, knowing that I would never win an argument against him with his stubbornness.

"So, I never knew that you can sing. Why didn't you tell me this? You were born to sing, you seriously need a record deal. Your voice is so amazing, I should call Simon and tell him about this so he can listen to you sing-" Harry babbled, but I cut him off when he started talking about Simon.

"No Harry, I don't want you to talk to Simon about this. Please don't."

"You're an amazing singer, we can't let your talent go to waste! Why don't you want to talk to Simon about it, babe?" Harry asked, confused as to why I didn't want him to talk to anyone about my voice.

"I can't sing in front of people Harry, I'm too shy. If I have a crowd of people, it makes me nervous because I'm afraid that they would hate me and think I'm not a good singer. I don't want to embarrass myself." I replied, looking at the ground shamefully.

"I was afraid that people wouldn't like me, too. But then I got over that fear, because I loved singing and I didn't want anything to get in the way of that. We have amazing fans, and I'm so glad that I took the opportunity of performing. I love my job, and I think you would love to sing too." Harry said, his voice soft.

"I don't know..." I mumbled.

"Please can you just give it a try, love? For me?" He begged. I don't know why he wanted me to sing so desperately, but I eventually gave in. I would try whatever he wanted me to do, just for him.

"Fine... For you." I sighed. He grinned happily.

"Yay! Thanks babe, I'll call Simon and talk to him about it later!" He cheered. I smiled, grateful that he cared so much about me. We walked bak to the car and talked about anything.


"Hey guys." Louis greeted us, as we walked back into the apartment. Louis was sprawled out over the sofa, watching football on tv. He turned it off and sat up as we walked in.

"Hey Lou." I smiled, sitting down on the sofa beside him. Harry sat beside me.

"Hey, where's the others?" Harry asked, looking around. The others were nowhere in sight.

"Oh, the boys all went home. They didn't think you would be back until very late." He replied.

"What about Justin? I thought he was staying here with us?" Harry questioned, slightly confused.

"One of his bodyguards picked him up, because they were able to get back into their hotel. But he said that he could come back tomorrow so we can all hang out." Louis answered.


"I'm tired..." I complained. I rested my head on Louis' shoulder. He smile at me as I closed my eyes, about to fall asleep.

My sleep was interrupted by Harry's phone ringing loudly through the room. I opened my eyes sleepily. Harry groaned, getting up to grab his phone off the table. I watched him wearily as he looked at the screen, to see who the caller was.

He smiled when he looked at the screen. I was oblivious to who the caller was, and I was curious as to why he was happy and smiling when he saw the screen. I raised my eyebrow at him but he just smiled again, hitting the answer button on his phone.

"Hey!" He cheered into the phone, as he walked out of the room.

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