Charlotte Rose

Charlotte Rose Tomlinson grew up the normal life. If the normal life includes having a full passport by the age of four and going on tour with your superstar father. Sadly her mothers and fathers relationship came to an end and ended up with her mother getting into a serious car accident which meant that Charlotte had to live with her aunt in London and help take care of her sick mother.

Eventually, Charlotte wants to live her own life and do things her own way. She becomes romantically involved with the schools bad boy and her whole life is thrown for a loop. Will her life ever be the same?


18. Everything that Falls Breaks


 I look at him with amazement and he smiles. "I don't have an ID." I say. He shakes his head and laughs.


"Neither do I," Jake says. He pulls me towards him and he presses his lips to mine and we're in sync with one another. Our lips binding us together like glue. I pull away from him.


"Is there any place that's open now?" I ask he opens the door and I step out side his house and stand on the stoop. 


"Yeah, I know of a place," Jake says. He pulls my hand in the direction of this place where ever it is. For some reason I feel ten times safer when I'm holding his hand then when I'm holding someone else's... as if I've ever gotten the chance to hold anyone's hand to begin with but still. 


"What are we going to get?" I ask as he brings me down an alley.


"I'll get your name, you'll get mine." He says. The first word that comes to mind is no. That was always a big no, even the thought of tattoos was a no...and especially someone else's name. The one reason why I really don't want to get his name tattooed on me is 1) We're not even together. He's not my boyfriend and I'm not his girlfriend we're just an item if you will. 2) I'm still moving, what's going to happen when I'm in a new country? He could find someone else, and for all I know he might not even tell me. And last but not least, if things don't work out I want him name reminding me of him everyday whem I look at my skin. "What you don't think it's a good idea?"


"No I-" I hesitate trying to quickly come up with something so I don't hurt his feelings. "Are you sure you're ready for this?" I ask. I already knew what he was going to say before he even said it.


"Have you seen my chest?" He asks. I laugh. I knew it. I hold his hand in mine and I look at up him.


"Look...we're not even really's only been two weeks." I say nicely. He looks at me confused.


"But we both love each other Charlotte." He says. I look at him sympathetically.


"But how do we know for sure?"


"What are you trying to say Charlotte?!" He asks his voice booms in the dead of the night. "You love me you wrote it on that letter that day. What do you want me to do? Sacrifice myself to you because you know if I had to I'd do it." He says angrily his hand drops from mine.


"But I never said it, and this is why. Things like this just don't happen in two weeks this is so unreal. We've never been in love before and we're desperate to find it in each other," I say defiantly. We're both looking each other in the eyes. I know I probably just really hurt his feelings but oh well. Someone has to break it to him.


"It's possible," Jake says walking towards me. Before I know it my back is against the wall and we're standing so close I can hear his heart beat. "It's possible for us Charlotte." He says. He tries to kiss me but I turn my head.


"Stop... We don't even know each other," I say he groans. He puts his hands on my cheeks and turns my head to look at him. He has tears in his eyes. I feel so bad for what I was saying. I didn't mean to hurt him.


"But we do Charlotte..." Jake says. He lays his head on my chest and weeps.


"I just don't want to get your name tattooed on me, I can get something that symbolizes you but I'm not getting your name." I say. He lifts his head up and looks at me.


"I don't care if you don't love me back or believe me...I love you and it may not be possible for you, but it is for me and I'd do anything to make you see that." Jake says he steps back and looks at me and starts walking ahead and I follow close behind him.





Jake's P.O.V


I walk ahead trying to clear my head. Thank God everyone is sleeping because if they were awake they would've just witnessed me make a total complete ass of myself. Getting rejected hurts, especially when it comes from someone I love. How much more vulnerable could I get to show how I really feel?


I listen to her foot steps behind me. I don't know what time it is but I was tired. I wanted to just go to sleep and hold her in my arms the last couple of times I got the chance to. When we finally were out of the alley I made a left on Eml North and then I looked at the windows to see which one had their lights on. When I seen the faint glow coming from a basement window that meant that it was still in business. I made my way up the steps and knocked on the door.


"What the fuck? I thought we were going to a parlor?" Charlotte hisses.


"Well we don't have ID's so we can't get one done legally without our parents consent." I whisper back. I press my ear to the door to listen for footsteps. Nothing. "Come on!" I say kicking the door. The door opens and the person on the other side had a spliff hanging from his mouth. I wanted to rip it from his lips and burn it on his face.


"What's up?" Landon says with a smirk. He holds the door open for Charlotte and I to step inside. Before Charlotte walks in I grab her hand. She looks at me confused.


"If I catch you looking at her...I will kill you." I say through gritted teeth. After that I let go of Charlotte's arm. She looks at me and Landon walks away.


"What is wrong with you?" She says. "I am not your child." She says her eyes cold. She walks in the house and Landon holds the door open for the basement. I almost wanted to make a u turn and just walk out but I couldn't do that now. Since Charlotte was already descending down the stairs I was obligated to follow behind her. I almost felt Landon's eyes burning into my back. When we got down stairs the old dank smell of spliff and whiskey fills my nostrils. I take a seat on the old sofa that is almost torn to shreds. Charlotte sits down next to me. I place my hand on her thigh and she looks at me and smiles. Suddenly her knee starts to bob up and down eagerly.


"You nervous?" I ask. She nods her head in shame and I laugh.


"Out of all the things I could be afraid of, I'm terrified of getting a tattoo." She says as tears well in her eyes. I kiss her cheek and hold her head to my chest and hug her tight.

"It's fine there's nothing to be afraid of Charlotte." I say. I whisper sweet nothings into her ear. Truth is, it probably will hurt especially because she's so scared but I'll be here for her every step of the way. Besides its kinda cute anyway. Maybe later she'll reward me with something I've been dying to have. Her virginity....well sorta her virginity being that Landon already got a taste of her before I did. Only the difference is that he took advantage of her. He knocked her up when she was out of this. She was on a who different planet when he took advantage of her. Hope this doesn't sound bad but I'm kind of glad she doesn't remember because if she did she'd be a whole lot more messed up than she already is. But you know what, she's not messed too messed  up for me. I don'y think she ever could be. I seriously don't know what it is about her either. She's just...I don't know.


"Jake," She says, I turn my head in her direction. She stares at me her bright blue eyes glimmer with the dim lighting of the basement. "Are you okay?" She asks.


"Yeah, I'm fine just zoned out a sec, my bad," I say. I squeeze her hand tighter and she smiles, just then Alfred walks over and assess Charlotte. 


"So sweetie what would you like done?" Alfred asks. Charlotte shrugs her shoulders. Immediately she regains her composure and brings her guard back up and rakes her fingers through her hair. "You can take your time no -"


"You're not rushing me." She says cutting Alfred off. No one cuts Alfred off...until now at least. I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Landon slams his drink on the table and laughs.


"I knew there was something I liked about you." Landon says. I try to ignore him and Charlotte looks at me and she smiles seductively. I clench fingers together in a tight fist. Charlotte stands up and walks over  to Alfred's chair that faces a dirty mirror with peoples scribbled signatures on it. 


"Where were you thinking of getting a tattoo?" Alfred asks. I watch as Charlotte peels her shirt off and me and Landon's eyes both lock onto her body. Alfred even tries to keep his cool but can't help but swallow.


"Maybe like..." She points to her ribs. "Right here, I want it to say  'I think I was born backwards' and then underneath I want JJ somewhere..." Charlotte bites on her cheek while pondering. "Right here," she says pointing to her right wrist on the side. "I want it really small though, in script preferably," Charlotte says. Alfred looks down and her and laughs. 


"Anything else?" Alfred asks jokingly.


"Yeah I want an upside down flower with the 'I think I was born backward'." She says. I laugh and I start to make my way over to her. She smiles and I hold her hand in mine. She squeezes my hand tighter as she hears the buzzing needle. Once the needle meets her skin she laughs.


"This isn't that bad," She says. I laugh as I watch tears stream down her face.


"Says the girl whose crying right now," I say. She laughs and and brings my hand to her lips and kisses it. 


"Thank you," She says.


"For what?" I ask.


"Everything," She says closing her eyes.



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After two hours of waiting for Charlotte's tattoo's to be done, I finally got mine done. I got a rose tattooed on my neck with Charlotte's name written on the stem. Now we were walking back to somewhere that I didn't know the directions to. That didn't matter though, as long as I had Charlotte here with me. After hours of drunken laughter we ended up on the porch of my house. 


"I think I'm falling in love with you." I tell her as we stand nose to nose.


"People shouldn't fall in love, because everything that falls; breaks," Charlotte says. She kisses me on my cheek and walks away. I watch as she walks away into the endless night. Never knowing when I'll see her again.


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