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'.


8. Chapter 8:

Harry's P.O.V:

"Remember everyone, don't stop to sign anything or take pictures. Just keep walking, we need to keep the girls safe, so get them in first. Harry and charlotte go first, then niall and rosie, then the rest of you boys go." Paul instructed.

We all agreed. A few of our body guards stood at the front of the group, including paul, to make sure we were safe. Then the rest of the body guards walked at the back of the group. I grabbed charlotte's hand and flashed her a smile.

"Just remember, don't answer any questions, okay? Keep your head down too because there will be a lot of camera flashes. And I'll be right here beside you babe, so don't worry." I told her, easing her nerves slightly.

"Thanks harry. I'm just really nervous, I haven't been to one of your interviews before." She sighed. I hugged her and gave her a quick kiss, and smiled at her reassuringly. She smiled back at me, pecking me on the cheek once more.

"It will be fine charlotte, don't worry. We're all going to be here for you, just ask one of us if you need anything." Niall interrupted from beside us, smiling at her.

"Thanks nialler." She smiled, quickly hugging him.

I jumped out of the car first, then reached up to her with both of my hands, to help her out of the car. I placed one hand protectively over her stomach, and grabbed her hand with my free hand. She stepped out of the car carefully, gripping my hand tightly.

"You all ready?" The body guards asked, when we had all jumped out of the car. We all nodded, and I wrapped my arm around charlotte's waist. I kept my other hand on her baby to make sure it was safe. I didn't want our baby to get hurt.

We quickly made our way through the crowds of paparazzi and fans. There was loads of screaming girls asking for us to sign things or take photos. But we were unable to stop for anything, because it could mean that the girls were at risk of getting hurt.

The people shouted loads of questions at us. A lot were about charlotte and I, and the baby.

"Is it a girl or a boy?!"

"What are you going to call it?!"

"Is it really your baby harry?!"

"Did charlotte cheat on you harry?!"

There were many other questions, some were very horrible and rude towards charlotte. I could feel her body tense up beside me. She started to get upset about all the questions, I could feel her trying to hold back tears.

"Babe, don't listen to them." I whispered, rubbing her back soothingly. But it wasn't just questions that people were shouting, they were also shouting some rude and horrible things at her.

"You're a fucking slut!"

"You whore, you don't deserve harry! That baby probably isn't even his!"

"Charlotte! You're a fat , ugly bitch! Harry doesn't love you!"

"Go die, harry deserves better than you! You're a fat little slut!"

The comments that were being shouted made me furious. I heard charlotte crying quietly beside me, I know the comments from fans really affect her. Although none of them are true at all, she still believes them.

Charlotte got this hate all the time, and I had heard enough of it. I couldn't control my anger anymore, so I quickly rushed charlotte into the building then stepped back outside.

"I HAVE HAD ENOUGH!" I screamed. "Charlotte doesn't deserve all the hate that she gets, none of it is true. She is definitely not fat or ugly, she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen! I love her with all my heart, why can you not see that? I don't know why our fans hate on her, can you not see that she is the person who makes me happy every day? You should respect her! She makes me happy, so you should be supportive towards her! I am truly disgusted by all the fans that send hate to her! I know that there are some fans that really support our relationships, so thank you to those people. But I really don't know what to say to the rest of you... Charlotte certainly deserves me, she deserves better than me. If anything, I am theé one who doesn't deserve her. I have hurt her in the past but we have got through it, we have the baby to prove our love to each other. She is not slut, or whore, or bitch, or any of the names you decide to call her. She is the most beautiful, amazing person I have ever met, we're happy so why can't you see that?"

I yelled at the crowd of people.

Everyone went silent, but began screaming again moments later. Paul and another body guard grabbed me from behind and started to pull me inside. When we entered the building and the doors were safely closed behind us, paul turned to look at me with a stern look on his face, eyebrows raised.

Uh oh, I'm in trouble.




"You okay now?" I asked charlotte, as we were about to start the interview. She smiled weakly, nodding.
"Okay babe. Love you!" I smiled, kissing her cheek quickly. She pulled me back down, kissing me on the lips hungrily. I kissed her back

"Haaarrryy! This is a public place, stop snogging charlotte!" Louis whined. Charlotte giggled, pulling away from me. I quickly kissed her nose, making her giggle even more. Her laugh was so cute.

"Good luck harry, love you." She smiled. I grinned at her, before walking over to the sofa where the other boys were waiting for me. I sat between louis and zayn, with niall on zayn's other side and liam on louis' other side.

Th interview was just like all the others. They asled me a lot of questions about charlotte and the baby, like they had done in many interviews since we announced it.

Charlotte watched us from behind the camera, making it extremely hard for me to concentrate on the interview. I kept looking over at her, distracting me from the questions that I was being asked. The boys found this pretty amusing.

But eventually it was over, and we were free to go.

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