Still the One

Charlotte was like any other girl going to school, however she was classed as a 'nerd' which meant she wasn't exactly the most confident girl and she's only ever had one friend, Eleanor. She's perfectly content with just her one good friend and not being noticed in school until she gets to to know Harry Styles. Harry Styles - The Popular boy in school. Will Charlotte and Harry feel a connection between them when forced to do a project together?


4. "Again?"

Charlotte's P.O.V


Had that really just happened? Had me and Harry really just kissed? No. Ugh. What was happening? I mean he's the most popular boy in the school, and me, well I'm just a nerd. No that couldn't of just happened. Tears started streaming down my face as I ran back home. I felt so bad for the kiss, even though neither me or Harry are dating anyone, it just shouldn't be. Although the kiss, hmm the kiss. Well that felt so right. So magical. Like our lips were meant to be together. I mean, that was my first kiss just then and to be honest it was amazing. No. What am I saying. He's just a popular. As I approached the tall black gates which lead onto my driveway and then to my house, I could see something shiny in the distance. My Dad's Mercedes; him and mum drove to the fashion show in. Great they were home. They would be able to see the mascara marks down my face, they'd be able to tell I'd been crying. I unlocked the gate with my house key that I'd luckily brought with me. As I walked down the long driveway I could see my parents in my lounge through the window. I took my house key out of my pocket and attempted to open the front door quietly. Thankfully none of my family heard me walk through the door. I quietly slipped off my shoes and went upstairs. As I walked into my room I locked my door, I just needed some time to myself. I went over to my bed and sat on the end of it. I couldn't bare to go anywhere else, all I could think about was me and Harry's kiss. I mean, I actually kind of liked it, his lips were so soft, so nice to kiss. No, wait what am I saying? I'm just making a fool of myself, Harry probably kisses every girl he spends 5 minutes with. 'It was nothing' I said to myself as I sat at the end of my bed. I heard a noise coming from my bedside table. Someone's phone was going off, and it certainly wasn't mine. There was only one person this phone could belong to. Harry. Great. I stood just looking at the phone. It was his mum ringing, so I decided to answer it, she was probably wondering where he is or something like that.
"Hello?" I said into Harry's iPhone. 

"Um hi..." I heard a voice say. It certainly wasn't a woman's voice, it was Harry's. There was an awkward silence whilst we both thought of something to say. 

"Do you want me to drop this over now or tomorrow at school?" I asked Harry. I hoped he'd say at school, because then if I gave it to him with all of his friends round, we wouldn't be able to speak of the kiss...

"I can come over and get it now if you like?" Harry asked me. Dang. Not the answer I wanted. But what else could I say. It was his phone. The phone didn't bother me, it was just having to see him. I didn't want to. I mean I just ran out, left him there. 

"Yeah, sure. See you soon," I said hanging up the phone. I was feeling so many emotions right now. I want to see him again, I want to kiss him again but then at the same time I hated him, and I want to punch him. 

"I'm so confused," I said to myself as I walked over to my bathroom. I decided to clean my face, all the make-up down my face wasn't such a great look for me. I got a flannel and wiped away at my face removing all the mascara stains that were on my cheeks. 'Ah better' I thought to myself as I re-applied a little bit of mascara onto my eyelashes. I wanted to look good in front of Harry. Wait no, what am I saying. Me and Harry are nothing, not even friends. I didn't have any feelings towards him. Did I? I mean that kiss we shared, it was passionate, soft, but so amazing all at once. It was everything I could've hoped for in a first kiss. It was so full of life, but I don't know, I don't really know too much about him. I could hear something from outside. I went over to my bedroom window to see Harry walking up the long driveway. 'I guess it's time to confront him' I thought to myself. I quickly slipped on my converse and ran down the stairs, into the hallway and then out of the front door where I was stood face to face with Harry. 

Harry's P.O.V

"Yeah, sure. See you soon," She said as she hung up the phone. I quickly grabbed my coat off of the chair next to my desk and slipped on my shoes quickly. I was exited to be seeing Charlotte, I wanted to see her again. I just feel as if what we had was magical. Wait, what am I saying, she's just an unpopular nerd. There is no way I have any feelings for her. As I walked out of the front door, I instantly felt nervous about seeing her. 'She just ran out crying after we kissed in the coffee shop, I don't know what her reaction will be to me showing up at her door' I thought to myself as I nervously walked along the dark streets, it was only 6pm but it was already dark, being the middle of January anyway. As I walked I couldn't help think of the moment where she ran out crying. Had the kiss really been that bad to her? Ugh, no what if she's told someone about it? I'll never live this down, my popularity will decrease instantly, but I enjoyed the kiss so much, I just want to kiss her again. I just want my lips to gently touch her soft, peachy, beautiful lips but then again we can't be together. She's a nerd, our differences would get in the way. After my short walk I approached the gate of Charlotte's house, I was about to ring the buzzer to send the signal for the gates to open, but I could see the gate was already unlocked. I just decided to walk in and just collect the phone off her, saving as much awkward contact as I could. I mean what am I supposed to say? I mean we kissed? A couple days ago we couldn't stand the sight of each other and now, well I guess things have progressed... We are just friends, that's all or was it? Were we anything more? No just friends... 
As I walked up her driveway I became more and more nervous. I could see her family in what I assume is their living room, it was a gigantic living room! The size of my entire house could fit in that room, as I approached the door I was about to press the doorbell, the door suddenly opened. It was Charlotte. We were stood face to face, just gazing into each others eyes. I'd never felt this way about any girl before, there was something special about her, she was different, every time I'm around her I just want to kiss her soft lips. 

"Here you go," Charlotte said handing me my phone as she took a step backwards. I could tell we still had the same connection as we did in the cafe. 

"Thank you," I said taking the phone from her and putting it into my back pocket. She seemed a little agitated, I could tell she was still a bit shaken up from the kiss.

"I'm sorry about running off in the cafe," She said looking towards the ground. I didn't know what to say, I'd enjoyed it! But had she? I knew I had to find out...

"It's fine, really. I actually kinda liked it," I said looking up at her then back towards the ground. Had I really just said that? What if she goes and tells someone about that, then everyone will know. And what if she doesn't like me back? My popularity will go and I'll just be Harry, the boy who fancies a nerd; who doesn't like him back. Not the best look I guess. She seemed a bit stunned with my last remark, she probably thought it was a mistake and that I hated it, although I just had to find out if she enjoyed it too. 

"Umm, I have to get back," She said nervously, I could tell she didn't know what to say. 

"Listen, before you go, about this history project, do you wanna come over tomorrow and sort it out with me? We have to get it done at some point," I asked her looking into her rich brown eyes, damn they were so beautiful. We had a couple more weeks to do the history project but I really want to talk to her, talk some things through. See what she made of the kiss.

"Tomorrow? I just need some time to get my head straight, think some things through, you know after what happened... Umm, what about say 3 days time, Friday night? I know you probably have better things to do and I understand if you wanna do it at a later date," She said pushing some of her beautiful, soft blonde hair back behind her ear. I couldn't tell what she was feeling, how she felt about the kiss, did she like me back? Did she not? I just didn't know.

"No, Friday's fine, I usually spend my Friday nights at home anyways," I said truthfully, to be honest I'm not too much of a party animal. I prefer staying home with my mum really. But Charlotte seemed sort of surprised by what I said, I guess she must've assumed I was some big party animal. 

"Oh I thought you'd be one always up for a party," She asked me looking into my eyes. I could still feel the connection between us, there was definitely something there. 

"No, I'd rather stay and keep my mum company. So anyways, Friday night is good," I replied to her.

"Okay, great" I was about to leave and go back home when we both started leaning in for another kiss. Another soft kiss. Just a way to find out if we really had a bond. Are lips almost met as she pulled back hitting the door behind her. 

"I'm sorry, I've got to go!" She said running back into her house. Had we really almost just kissed again? Did she feel the same way as I did? Well she did pull away I guess. I turned back around and began to walk back up the driveway, even more confused than I was before I'd arrived at her house... But I guess I like her, what am I saying? There's no way she feels the same way,and she's just a nerd...

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