Forever and Ever

Charlotte Burke is a normal seventeen year old girl. She lives near LA and is used to all the famous people flying in and out. After her father walked out on her and her mother, she was the one to take care of her mom and adopted sister, Annie. She never wanted anything more in life than her family's happiness.
Harry, Liam, Louis, Niall, and Zayn are anything but a normal boys. Being in a boy band was always an important and lucky part of their lives. By now they were used to all the girls: crazy and throwing themselves at them.
One lucky encounter could change everything for them both. Will Char be able to get over her grudge against pop stars? Will the band realize that by falling for Char music won't be the only important thing? Will they even be able to date with one of them being British and the other American?
Love always has it's ways of working, but it usually comes with a price..............


13. Char Confesses

Louis's POV
The others came within a half hour due to GPS and back roads. Char was sitting on the couch sadly, no doubt thinking about what just happened. 
"Char, you alright?" I asked. 
"No. Not really." She smiled sadly. 
"Whatever it is, I'm here for you... We all are." Harry put an arm around her and hugged her close. 
I was somewhat annoyed with him. What gave him the right to be all over her? I wanted to be there for her. 
"Char? Hey what's wrong?" Zayn came in, instantly sensing the tense mood she was in. 
"What isn't." She mumbled.
We all sat around her as she sighed and looked up, ready to explain what was up. 

Char's POV
Harry was beside me comforting me and it felt nice, more then that it felt right.  I decided to tell them, I trusted each of them although I barely knew them. I decided that I should start at the beginning. 

"Well it started about ten years ago..." I began quietly. Instantly as I told the story I felt the memories flood in as if this all happened this morning. 
"My father had just left us, my mom and I. I was ten and I had no idea why he left. Mentally I blocked out the memories of their fights and such, so when I woke up to find him gone I cried my eyes out. I never fully recovered, people never gave me a chance. I was treated very carefully like I would snap any second. 
"Travis was my first ever serious boyfriend. He erm- treated me different then most. Around him I felt special, but when we got real serious he got more protective. He would get into fights and stuff over me. Like if someone just said hi or complemented me. He made me rules. I wasnt allowed to go to parties with other guys. I wasnt allowed to take pictures with other guys. I wasnt allowed to talk with other guys. He controlled where and when I went places, and how long we would stay. I was ok with it at first but it started getting to be too much. 
So I planned on telling him to stop. That night at dinner I said something like 'if you don't stop controlling me, I'll break up with you.' That was the first time he hurt me. Right across my face, he slapped me. I just sat there in pain, both mentally and physically. 
It went on for so long. It began to get worse. Like if I didn't say that I loved him he'd hurt me. I had to be very careful of what I did in front of him. But he was careful too, he made sure to hit me just hard enough for it to hurt, but not to leave a bad bruise and he would aim for somewhere I could easily cover. So embarrassed by myself, I would never tell him to stop, or tell anyone else about it. 
Eventually, my friends started to see the depressed look in my face and one day they saw the bruises. I begged them not to tell, but they did. They went straight to the principal. I decided that I needed to get out of the relationship, that it wasn't healthy. So I tried to run away, but he was on to me. He cornered me in an alley by my house and stabbed me. I moved just in time so the wound wasn't too deep but I knew it was bad. 
I kicked him in the balls and ran as fast as I could. I got to the hospital and I haven't seen Travis since that night. As I ran away he screamed at me 'I will find you! Where ever you go! You can't hide from me!...' I was a only a sophomore, we were together for two years. I moved to South Carolina to be with him for a little, but looking back now I regret it all."
I shook my head wincing at the memory.  Harry sat beside me breathless. I looked up at him and pressed my face into his chest. 
"Was that what you dreamt about last night?" He asked. I just nodded quietly. I heard Harry sigh but then I felt him pull me closer in a tight hug. 
"I won't ever let him hurt you again." He whispered.
"We love you. We won't hurt you. We're here." Louis promised from my other side. I pulled everyone into a tight group hug and without meaning to, I started crying. 
"Shhh, it's alright. We're here, honey." Zayn soothed me. 
I nodded, trusting them with my whole heart, but continued shaking and letting out broken sobs. 
"Why're you crying?" Niall finally asked. 
"C-c-cuz you guys barely know me, but you care about me more than most of the p-people who have known me for awhile." I stuttered. 
"We just caught on faster how amazing you are." Liam whispered, gently rubbing her back. 
"I never cry. Never. But for some reason, since I met you guys, I have been an emotional wreak." I frowned. 
"It's a common side affect of being a directioner." Harry shrugged. 
"A what?" I giggled. 
"Someone who is completely in love with us." Louis explained. 
"Oh! Haha well then that would definitely be me!" 
I hugged the boys again and smiled. 
"I'm cooking dinner tonight!" I announced, getting up and going to the kitchen, trying to shake off my awful mood. 

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