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?

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13. Forever

Forever

Some people can't wait to find it. 

To have something to hold on to and to embrace it forever.

Forever is after time, after death, after the universe explodes,

you still have forever.

Forever is long and lasts for eternity and is a promise that can't be broken.

Some people can't wait to find it. 

To have something to hold on to and embrace.

To embrace it now

tomorrow

the day after

the rest of their lives

and forever. 

Afraid that they'll never get it back they'll hold it as long as they possibly can.

Forever is what you and I have.

A love that will carry on through the ages.

Through thick and thin, your smile, even if you're not with me; will always be at the back of my mind.

Reminding me of us. 

The promises.

The forever's we promised to have.

I will love you forever.

Even if you're not by my side, I know that you too.

 

Are forever loving me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"There's just...you need to come pick us up. Camile kicked us out. I'll explain everything, when you get here....just please." I say into the phone. Louis sighs.

 

"Yes, I'll be there in twenty minuets make sure all your stuff is packed." He says.

 

"Okay thanks. " I say hanging up. I rushed upstairs and packed a suit case with my school uniform, a brush, tooth paste and all my mum's pills. I wait down stairs for my dad. Rain splatters on the window.

 

"I think I'm getting better." My mum says. I look at her and hold her hand in hers and she squeezes it tight.

 

"I think you are too." I tell her. She lets out. I know I lost her again, but I was glad that I got the chance to be with her again I guess. I heard foot steps coming down the stairs, I wasn't sure if I wanted to make eye contact with her, afraid of the monster I'd see.

 

"Hey." She called. I turned around and looked at her, a bottle of vodka dangling from her hand.

 

"What?" I ask. She points the bottle at my mum  after she takes a swig.

 

"What'd she just say?" she asks.

 

"Nothing." I lie looking back at my mum who stares out the window.

 

"I said, WHAT'D SHE SAY?!" Camile yells. I turn my attention back to her.

 

"Nothing." I say again softly.

 

"What?" She yells walking down the stairs. I feel my body tense and I hold my hands in a tight fist. The front door swings open. He stands there in the door frame, water dripping off of him.

 

"Charlotte." He says. He flicks on the lights, I brace myself for my mothers scream for bloody murder but she doesn't. She stares at Jake in awe and so do I. He looks a way I've never seen him before. Pain and terror stain his face as the water drips on it from his long pieces of hair. He finds me and walks over. He places his hand on my cheek.

 

"I seen what happened." He says, his cold hand melts into my warm cheek. I nod my head. "Are you okay?" I nod my head again feeling completley useless. He leans over and kisses me on my fourhead. He holds me in his wet arms, the rain water cold but his body still radiates warmth. His arms enclose around me. I cry silently into him as he rubs my back. My body adjusts to his and fits perfectly snug. I feel his grip tighten on me.

 

"What happened ?" Camile asks her speech slurred.

 

"Nothing." Jake says flatly , he loosens hip hold on me. I wasn't expecting it but Camile retired back upstairs to wallow in her sadness once again. Jake slips his hand under my chin and tilts my head to him. "Landon's is going around and telling everyone how you guys slept together." Jake says, a twinge of sadness in his voice.

 

"Is he now?" I say. He nods. He looks at me waiting for something. I look at him and raise my eyebrows. He squeezes his eyes shut and and beats his fist on the wall

 

"Come on Charlotte," Jake says almost begging me. " I didn't think you were actually this stupid. Can't you see? I like you...just like you haven't liked anyone...well neither have I, but now I can't help it. I'm too involved and I want to take it to the next level with you but all's you seem to be doing is pushing me away and it hurts." I turn my head and look at him shocked. Out of all people me. I'm the girl he's crushing on. I smile, feeling flattered.

 

"Then stop." I say flatly. "I obviously don't like you back." I lie.

 

"You know that's a lie." He protests.

 

"Yeah?! Well if it was do you think I'd fuck Landon ? No I wouldn't I'd be to busy worrying about you so stop. No one even likes you and wants to be with you Jake. Including me." I yell. I watch Jake as tears roll down his cheeks. He balls his hands into fists.

 

"Fine, keep being a stubborn bitch Char. You're only hurting yourself in the long run." He says leaving my house slamming the door shut behind him. I wish my mum could've snapped back into reality again for some well deserved consolment on my behlaf, but istead she just contiued to stare out the window.I fell rush down my cheeks and drip into my mouth. I wipe the tears away.

 

"Stop it Charlotte. I made a decision to keep you here so you wouldn't make the same mistakes as I did. Love him back...he needs a girl like you." My mum says her voice as gentle as the rain. Maybe he does, I thought.

 

"Be right back," I tell her as I sprint out the door. I couldn't help but remember the last time I sprinted out the dooronly after my father. I remember as I little girl I'd walk down the street and watch young lovers kiss in the rain, and I remember the day my Aunt Camile was walking me home from school when Uncle John ran down to meet us to break the news that my mother had been in a horrible accident. I never thought then that I'd be chasing my friend down the road to express my love to him. Now a little girl from her window is probably seeing me as I approach him. He turns around tears still shedding.

 

"I'm sorry," I tell him. He rakes his hand through his wet hair. He grabs me by my face and pulls me close to him with incredible force.

 

"Charlotte I need you," He cries. He kisses me hard on my lips and again my bodly melts into his.I rest my head on his shoulder and let out a shuddering cry.

 

"I'm so sorry," I cry. He holds me in his arms and squeezes the life out of me. "Take me to your place," I tell him. We walk the journey to his house, our steps insync with one another our hands clasped in unity, I felt like my old self again. Well not really. A lot has happened since I was placed in a lab group with the hottest guy in school. I honestly wouldn't be able to tell you why I went on a crazy downward spiral, maybe it was the rush of everything. The feeling of finally being seen even if it was just by one person made me feel like I was starring in a block buster movie. So I just ran with it. Now I just wish I could hide back into my corner in science without people knowing me as the girl who told Daisy off and who is a slut for sleeping with Landon and a complete bad ass for getting arrested and getting bailed out of jail by Harry Styles. I wish I could just be the no body that I used to be, blend in with the rest get good grades and dream of a future that seemed almost impossible. Everything that I wanted in my life seemed impossible until the day Jake grabbed me by my arm and spun me around so I could look at him and his incredible eyes.

 

We finally arrived at his house and his mum wasn't there but there was food set out on the table with a note with a note placed beside it that read 'I'll be back soon visiting Jona'. Jona is a girl name I thought to myself. I looked at Jake and he nodded my head.

 


"Yes my mum is lesbian, tell anyone in school and I'll kill you," Jake says playfully as he places his plate in the microwave so it stays warm. He takes my hand and I follow him upstairs to his room. He sits down on his bed and I sit beside him. For awhile we just sit there. The lights off and we just listen to the pitter patter of the rain on the roof. A storm was brewing, a big on too. It's been raining all day. I look at the other bed across from his. I squeeze his hand in mine. I knew it'd already be a touchy subject before the question even left my lips but I wanted to know what happnened to him. I can assume that he killed himself from the letter that I read that I wasn't supposed to read, but still...if he really wanted to have something special with me I was bound to find out sooner or later right? Jake looks down at me. 

 

"Everything okay?" he asks concerned. I nod my head. 

 

"Yeah but I have a question," I say. He looks at me impatiently. 

 

"Well..." He says.

 

"You had a brother, what happened to him?" I ask. I feel his heart stop. He looks at me confused. 

 

"What do you mean...I never-"

 

"Stop it, I know. That day I was here and when I asked to find a shirt in your drawer..." He braced himself. I didn't even have to keep going. He knew exactly which drawer I was talking about. He covered his eyes with his hand. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Did you read it?" He stuttered. I nod my head. I sit up and hug him. "I don't know why...he just...he never wanted to...live..." He says through tears. I rub his back, I felt bad for making him spill his guts out to me but I've never felt so close to anyone in my life. I let him continue. "He was my best friend..." He went on. "He was a wild child." he laughed. "I remember when he'd come home 'cause he got into fights...I used to think he was so cool." He cried. "He had tattoos and he was just...awesome." His brother seemed like a cool guy. Definetly his role model, the person he aspired to be and he was the closest thing to him it sounds like."He always did well in school. Had scholarships all the way to Scotland. He didn't seem upset before he...killed himself. I don't know, when I came home from that day in November...and I found him. He hung himself out of the window...his face was blue-"

 

"I get it," I say shushing him. I wipe away his tears and I kiss his lips softly. "I know," I soothe as he cries into my shoulder. For a long time he cries. We don't say anything. We enjoy the eerie silence that surrounds us with the sound of Jake weeping. Finally after an hour he stands up. He walks over to his dresser and pulls something out of the top drawer. He pulls out a locket and walks over and clips it on my neck. I look at him in awe. 

 

"I want you to keep it forever," He says.

 

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