Over Again

Summary

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'.

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20. Chapter 20:


Charlotte's P.O.V:

 

"Oh my god Charlotte! Are you okay? Did he hurt you? I'm so sorry!" Justin whispered as he ran over to me, sitting down on the floor beside me. I simply shook my head and continued to cry. He pulled me into a hug, rubbing my back soothingly.

Just minutes ago, Justin was holding the knife up to the throat of the man. Thankfully, he didn't actually hurt him. He only threatened him and managed to scare him off, saying that if he ever came near me again he would be in deep shit with Justin. It made me feel like Justin actually cared for me.

"I'm so sorry I scared you. I didn't mean to, it's the only way I could scare him off. I wouldn't actually hurt anyone, I would hate myself if I did that." Justin whispered softly, looking disappointed in himself. I nodded my head in understanding, I knew he wasn't the kind of person who would actually do something like that.

"I know you wouldn't, Justin." I replied, after he gave me a confused look. He smiled back at me, thankful that I understood. He helped me stand up and slide my dress back on carefully, making sure that he didn't hurt my baby. When he was finished, he pulled me into another hug and held me tight. I cried even more.

"Harry.." I choked out, when Justin pulled away. He bit his bottom lip nervously. "Where is he? I want Harry!" I cried.

"I don't know where he is babe. But don't worry, I'm here for you." Justin replied honestly. He hugged me once again, and didn't let me go. I appreciated the comfort and warmth he was giving me.

The bathroom door suddenly burst open. I thought it was the scary man coming back to get me, but I was met by a worried looking Harry and Louis. They both took a second to look around before they spotted Justin and I, hugging in the far corner of the room. Their eyes widened when they saw the state I was in.

"What the fuck happened in here? What did you do to her Justin? If you've hurt her I'm going to-" Harry screamed, but Louis cut him off.

"Shut the fuck up Harry!" He snapped, before running over to me and taking me from Justin's arms, pulling me into his own. He hugged me for what felt like forever.

"What happened, love?" He whispered calmly. I shook my head, telling him that I didn't want to talk about it right now. I would probably tell him and Harry later, when I was feeling a little bit better. Louis nodded in understanding, and wiped away a stray tear that had slipped from my eye. He pulled me back into hug.

"Let's get you home. We'll tell the others that we're going home, they can stay here if they want or they can come with us." Louis told me, and I nodded. He grabbed my hand and led me towards the door, walking straight past Harry without saying a word to him.

His eyes were upset and he looked so broken. He looked like he was about to cry, he looked so young and fragile. Louis was mad at him for flipping out, but he didn't mean to. Harry was just worried about me. When our eyes met, he instantly looked to the floor, ashamed of himself. A single tear rolled down his cheek.

I pulled my hand away from Louis', and ran over to where Harry was standing. I threw my arms around his neck, and both of us began to cry again. He wrapped his arms tightly around my waist and held me there. He buried his head into my neck, his soft curls tickling my skin.

"I love you. I'm so sorry." He whispered, not pulling away.

"I love you too Harry." I replied, subconsciously playing wit his hair.

"We'll leave you guys, you can have a moment in private. Meet us at the car outside when you're ready." Louis smiled, before him and Justin left us.

Harry pulled away and studied my face.

"Are you okay? What happened?" He asked.

"Can we please just talk about this later? I just want to go home now." I muttered. He nodded, taking my hand and leading me out to the car.


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'You okay?' Louis mouthed, as Harry and I got into the car without saying a word. I nodded, completely aware that everyone else was watching us anxiously. I didn't say anything else, and neither did they. Louis probably told them not to say anything to me or I'll probably start crying again. He knows me too well.

I say in between Harry and Niall , with Rosie on his other side, then Jade and Jesy beside her. Opposite us was Louis, Justin, Zayn, Perrie, Liam, Danielle and Leigh-Anne. The whole car journey home was spent in an awkward silence, no one knowing what to say.

Justin kept glancing over to me, making sure I was okay. He seriously looked like he cared about me, but maybe that was because he cared about all of his fans. I knew that he was very protective over every single one of his Beliebers, and maybe that's the only reason that he cared.

The limo dropped the Jesy, Jade and Leigh-Anne back at their houses. They all thanked us, and they even have me their numbers. I was shocked when they told me to keep in touch with them, and they said we could meet up again some time. I gave them my phone number too.

We soon arrived back at our apartments. The girls all hugged me and told me to text them later, and so did the boys. They all went into their separate apartments, leaving me, Harry, Justin and Louis. Harry took out the key to our apartment and opened the door.

I was the first to walk in. I didn't say anything to anyone, I just walked straight into our bedroom and shut the door behind me. I wasn't in the mood to talk right now, I just wanted to be alone.

A moment later, the door opened and someone creeped in. I knew it was Harry. He silently shut the door behind him, and moved over to the bed. He quickly took his clothes off and lied down beside me and put his arm protectively around me. I knew he was debating asking me about tonight, but eventually he did.

"Babe? C-can we talk about what happened?" He stuttered. He was nervous. I sighed and shook my head. He looked at me with pleading eyes, desperate to know.

"I'm sorry babe but I wanted to tell the others too. So it would be easier if I told you all at the same time, okay? I don't want to have to say it to everyone individually." I explained.

"Okay, that's fine if it's easier for you. But just promise me one thing, Justin didn't hurt you did he? Because I'm not going to talk to him ever again if he did." Harry mumbled.

"No. He didn't." I emphasised the 'he'.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, confused.

"I tired Harry, goodnight." I lied, ending the conversation. He sighed and pulled me closer to his body.

"Goodnight, beautiful. I love you." He whispered, I could tell he was beginning to fall asleep.

"I love you too Harry." I kissed his forehead.


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I must have fallen asleep at some point during the night, long after Harry had. I was woken a few hours later by the sound of someone speaking in the living room. I looked to my side, to see Harry still next to me. And I knew it wasn't Louis talking, because his voice is very unique and different.

Who could the voice belong to? It wouldn't be one of the boys or the girls, because they would still be asleep. And as far as I knew, Justin had returned to his hotel. So who could it be...?

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