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..............


60. Home.

Char's POV

I wandered around looking for some good food when a guy bumped into me. 
"Oh sorry." I said, even though he clearly rammed me. 
"It's fine, make it up to me." He chuckled. 
I was shocked, it was Travis. 
"What are you doing here?" I stuttered. 
"Catching a flight to London." He grinned. 
"You're stalking me." I whispered. 
"I wouldn't call it that, more like following with a passion." He smirked. I backed away slowly. 
"Aw don't run, angel. Actually on second thought, please do, it's more fun." He chuckled. 
I stared at him and then slowly looked around, we were near no one. I sighed, it was too perfect.


I heard running and turned to see Louis, Zayn, Niall, Liam, and Harry. No! Oh shit, this wouldn't end well. 
"Char! Come here, please." Harry begged, understanding the situation.   I back away, closer to him and Travis pulled back his shirt revealing a set of knives. I froze. 
"Travis, what do you want?" I demanded. 
"What I've always followed." He whispered into my ear. 
"What will you do if I don't give you that." I asked. 
"Probably hurt some people that I know you'll just about die to save." He said accentuating the die. My scar tingled. 
"If I go with you, they are left untouched." I sighed. 
"No! Char I can't let you do that." Harry said with huge eyes. 
"I'll be fine, I always am." I whispered. 
"He'll hurt you won't he?" Harry whispered. I winced but nodded. 
"Then no, we will find another way." Harry said. 
I turned to him and gently kissed his lips as if it were the first and last time I would ever. I shook out of his grip and walked slowly to Travis. 
"Smart girl." He grinned. Harry charged at him, but Travis grabbed me and put a knife up to my throat. Harry froze in place. The other boys were watching eagerly waiting to jump in and save me. 
"Look, mate... let Char go. We will give you money and stuff." Louis said persuasively. 
"I don't want that." He grinned. 
"What do you want?" Zayn asked. 
"What I now have." He said. The boys walked quickly to Harry and said somethings I couldn't hear. 
"One bad move by you boys then she goes." Travis laughed. 
"Travis, just stop, I will go with you." I whimpered. 
"But will your boyfriend and his crew try and save you?" He asked. 
"Of course I will." Harry answered. 
"Then she'll be dead before you know it." Travis smirked. He lowered the knife and slit my hip lightly. I screamed and clutched my side which was bleeding. Harry started walking again, is first angrily balled, but Travis brought the knife back to my neck and slowly backed away. Once we were around the corner he put away the weapon and held me around my waist, hiding my cut. 
"Where are we going?" I asked. Travis just laughed and tied me up throwing me into the backseat. I clutched my side, the cut wasn't too deep, but that means it wouldn't get numb. I sat in a bloody heap of pain, trying so hard not to scream. What was I going to do? He had me... It was all my nightmares, but I couldn't find a way to wake up. 

The warehouse that he took me to was old and smelled of mold. I frowned in distaste as Travis ripped off my duct taped mouth. 
"Hello, precious." He smirked, caressing my cheek. 
"Why the fuck are you here? I'm done. Done with you being a cruel asshole. Done with everyone thinking I don't know anything. Done with life being so crappy. Done. So take eight steps back and toss me that phone to call my boyfriend." I snapped. Travis chuckled and considered his options. 
"No. Although this little role play 'boss lady' thing is cute." He winked. 
"Why... Why am I here? Why do you hurt me?" I finally sighed. 
"Because I missed you, did you not miss me?" He chuckled darkly. 
"How could I ever miss a monster like you."
Travis clicked his tongue and paced around the drafty room. It wreaked of old, stale alcohol and I could see faded graffiti. This place was probably a huge party place for some kids. 
"Let me go." I demanded. 
Travis slapped me across the face, blood spilling out of my mouth. I screamed in agony and clutched my injured jaw. With a straight mouth I glared up at him and gave him the finger. Travis chuckled and wedged himself in between my legs, leaning down to me. 
I thought quick, only wanting to get the hell away from him. With my free hands, I nailed him in the jaw and then managed to knee him in the dick. Travis cursed and threw stuff at me as I shoved by and ran to the exit. A sharp knife slit my upper arm, knocking me to the ground. Travis strolled closer and I frantically searched for something to defend myself, soon spotting a hammer on the floor a few feet away. 
"Why do you always want to run?" Travis frowned, towering over me. I cowered away, clutching the hammer behind my back. Travis opened up a small pocket knife and slit my cheek, making me let out a cry of pain. Travis's small smirk spread across his face as he noticed my pain. I couldn't bare him any longer. With a solid arm I threw the hammer full force at his legs, then I got up and ran as fast as I could to the exit and ran away. 


Harry's POV
"He has her. He fucking took her and your just sitting here?" I exploded as we waited with the officials. Niall glanced down at his feet but the others held my eyes. 
"Mate, we know that it's hard, but were gonna find her. Going out and searching won't do any good." Zayn shook his head. 
"I just need to find her." I sighed. 
"We know. We want to find her too." Louis patted my back. I slumped into a seat but popped right back up when my phone began buzzing. 
"Charlotte! Where are you? Are you alright?" I freaked out seeing her calling. She was in hysterics, not talking clearly enough for me to understand. 
"He--I--blood. So much blood!" Was all I could make out. 
"Babe, baby. Calm down. Where are you?" I attempted to soothe her. 
"I got away." She whispered in between choked sobs. I let out a sigh of relief and eventually managed to figure out where she was. 








Char was the first thing I saw upon arriving at the park she was at. Her face was covered in blood and dry tears. Her arm had a decent size gash along with her side. I didn't care, my baby was ok. She was alive. 
I sprinted over and gathered her up into my arms tears of joy pouring out of both our eyes. Char shuddered in my grip, writhing in pain. 
"It hurts." She whimpered. 
"I know, but it's going to be ok. Your ok. Your ok. Your home." I repeated, kissing and stroking her hair. For once it was the only thing that mattered. Holding this girl in my arms, I realized that I would do anything for her. 

I was, and will be in love with Charlotte Burke forever and ever. 

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