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


12. Name Slip

Char's POV
"No but really, Char. Is it him?" Harry asked after they smiled about my comment. I sighed and quietly nodded. 
"You hurt my princess." Louis frowned, cracking his knuckles. 
"Your princess? Duche. I have been dating Char forever. Since she was hurt." Sean snorted, getting up. 
"Sean..." My eyes went wide. 
"Babe, they don't know about him do they? About Travis?" Sean smirked.
"Maybe they do." I shrugged, but my eyes were still alert and nervous. 
"It took you so long to tell me. I doubt you'd tell these scumbags after a few hours." He said. 
"Just go away. It took me forever to trust you, that's why I didn't tell you. Them... It's different. I know I can trust them." I defended my new friends. 
"Sure you can. Well when you're done daydreaming and being a whore and a gold digger, call me." He muttered before shoving past the boys. 
"Excuse me?" Louis gasped. 
"Watch your words you dirty git." Harry yelled. 
Sean rolled his eyes and gave them the finger. I frowned and marched over to him. 
"Made up your mind already?" He joked, winding his arm around around my neck. I wound up my fist and punched him in the face. 
"Goodbye you dirty asshole." I laughed, turning around and leading the boys back into my house. 

I sat down with them and sighed, knowing it was time to tell them. I trusted these boys with my life. 
Standing up and said, "Call the others. I got a long story to tell." 

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