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?


6. Louis

--[Charlotte's P.O.V]--


Throughout the day I got props for telling Daisy off. I guess she wasn't liked as much as she thought which was more funny. I also got called down by Mrs.Jacobs saying that what I said to Daisy was disrespectful and that actions like what I did today were not tolerated at Ashbourne College so I was suspended. 


"What has gotten into you Charlotte, this is so unlike you." She says filing out the report. This will look so great on my university papers, the head masters will probably laugh when they read what I said. 


"Honestly Mrs.Jacobs, there is no explanation. I felt embarrassed so I said something to her." I say. She shakes her head disapprovingly and hands me papers she just filled out. 


"Take this home to your parents and bring them back to school on Thursday, thats when your suspension ends. If you keep up this behavior you will be kicked out." I don't say anything. I just take my papers and walk out the door and down the street to my house. It's only noon and I usually don't get home till about three thirty, I'm sure Aunt Camile will be surprised to see me home so early. I approach the front door to my home and open it. I was looking forward to seeing my mum watching her soap opera but instead I was greeted by another familiar face. My father. He was sitting on the couch with my mum and talking nonsense with her. She looked happy which made me smile.


"Well you're here early we were going to throw you a surprise party." My dad says with a smile. My father was a handsome man, with kind green blue eyes with a hint of grey. 


"For what?" I ask. 


"I don't know, I just haven't seen you in awhile." My dad says standing up and making his way over to me. He embraces me and whispers, "I love you Charlotte." I said I loved him back.


"So honey, why are you home so early?" My dad asks with confusion. "You usually get home around three thirty." I was shocked on how much he actually knew about me and my whereabouts. I hand him my suspension papers. He looks them over his face remained dead serious until he read what I said to Daisy. He started to laugh.


"This is great," He laughs. "I can't believe they gave you a suspension for this. You were only defending yourself." he says throwing the papers down on the coffee table. 'Besides getting suspended from school. What else have you been up to?" 


I take a seat on the couch next to my mother who for the first time in what seems like forever gathers me in her arms and says. "I love you honey," and then she goes to plant a wet kiss on my cheek. I hug her back afraid to let her go, that I might never get this back, but when I feel her arms drop to her sides I know that the hug is over. I look at her as she looks into space. 


"Nothing, really how about you?" I ask him. He tells me about his wife Hannah and how she's doing with my half sister Abby. She said she's doing good and that she loves school.


"Dad can we go for a ride like old times?" I ask him, for some reason wanting to connect back with my childhood.


"Sure, but Aunt Camile isn't here but Harry should be stopping by to keep your mother company. As soon as he gets here we can go okay?" He says. I nod my head. Harry. That's what I want answers to. This strange man who seems to be the only with the key to my mothers heart. A handsome man with a great smile with a deep past so deep the ocean would be jealous but I wanted to know everything about him. 


It takes two more hours until Harry arrives wearing the same old leather trench coat as he always does. The old leather smells familiar which makes me feel a sense of comfort. "Charlotte, why are you home so early?" Was the first thing Harry says when he steps inside. I look at him and notice five o'clock shadow that covers his face.


"Got suspended." I say bluntly waiting for a reaction to arise from him. I watch as he raises his eyebrows.


"For what?" he asks. I point to the suspension papers that sit on the table. He walks over to them and reads them over. He finishes reading it and places it back down on the table and looks at me with his cold set of peppermint green eyes.


"And why'd you do this?" He asks.


"Didn't you read the referral? " I snap. He rakes his fingers through his thick curls. 


"What you did was wrong." Harry scolds. I suck my teeth and let out a devious laugh.


"Why do you care so much huh?" I ask him. "You are nothing to me, you're not my father, I don't owe you anything, so stop expecting so much from me 'cause you're never going to get it." I say. The look on his face is full of defeat and I sulk up every second of it like a sponge. He doesn't say anything, and my dad places a firm hand on my back and leads me to the door. 


"Okay guys we'll be back home soon." Louis says before he shuts the door behind us. Right before he shuts it completely I hear my mum says "That's no way to speak to your father young lady." Followed by an evil laugh.


I look at me dad to see if what my mom just said a reaction from him. A pained expression stains his face. He opens the car door for me and I buckle myself in and he gets in the driver seat and starts the car. We drive though the muggy streets of London. What my mum said keeps ringing through my ears. 'That's no way to speak to your father young lady.'


"Dad, what do you think mum meant when she said that?" I ask. He keeps his eyes on the road and makes a left.


"When she said what Charlotte?" he asks. I know he knows what I'm talking about. 


"Dad stop acting stupid, you know what I'm talking about. When she said 'that's no way to speak to your father young lady' after I backed talked Harry." I say my voice high pitched. He looks at me with sad eyes.


"I don't know. You know how your mother is. She doesn't know what's going on half the time. She probably just got confused." He says.


"Well what if when she said that, she was using the other half and she knew what was going on. You never know with her dad. What if she's right? Is it possible that Harry could be my father?" I say tears streaking my face. My dad laughs.


"Exactly Charlotte, you never know with her." He says dropping the subject, or at least trying to. I fight back.


"Were Harry and mum together? Like were they serious with each other?" I question.


"Yes indeed they were. They were serious for a bit but Brooke was young." My dad says. He says parking his car in the park that he always used to take me to when I was little.


"What happened between them?" I ask.


"They weren't right for each other, but always seemed to comeback to each other." My dad said.


"You never answered my question. Is it possible that Harry could be my father?" Before we even step out of the car he puts the car in reverse and pulls out of the park. He doesn't answer my question. He pulls up in front of my house and unlocks the doors.


"I can't even spend an afternoon with my own daughter." Louis says in a groan. I open my door disgusted by my father and how much of a dick he's being.


"Fuck you dad!" I say slamming his car door shut behind him. I run up the stairs to my house walk in and slam the door behind me. My mom starts screaming scared by the loud noise but I don't even care. I run upstairs into my room and slam my door shut behind me. I lay on my bed and scream into my pillows.  I listen to my Aunt Camile as she tends to my screaming mother and I hear foot steps coming up the stairs. Then, my bedroom door creeps open. I don't look up when I feel my bed sink beside me. I feel a hand on my back slowly rubbing it up and down. I turn to the left. I'm greeted by Harry. I open my arms for a hug and bends down and hugs me back. His arms are warm and welcoming and I savior the hug for as long as it lasts. He pulls away and looks down at me, his body hovering over me. I sit up place my hand on his cheek and kiss his lips. His lips are welcoming and his mouth is pleased with my lips and it invites my to give it a taste. Remembering that this was my first kiss ever I hesitate with what I should do with my tongue. I explore his mouth, this whole feeling feels so new to me. I feel his body press against mine and then his lips travel down to my neck. I feel my body shiver with the lick or his warm tongue on my cold skin. His hands slide down my sides they rub my breast and then on my stomach. He goes to unbuckle my pants and I gasp when my body erupts with pleasure.


"Charlotte get down here right now!"  Camile screams. Harry bounces off of me. I stare at him his eyes are hungry for more. I laugh, whoa I just made out with someone who could possibly my father.


I go down stairs wiping my face from what I was just doing. I go into the kitchen where my Aunt Camile stands hands on her hips with what I was assuming to be my suspension papers in her hand.


"Charlotte what has gotten into you?" she asks. "First you get suspended from school, then you rush into this house and slam the door shut! Your mother is sick, she can't handle things anymore." She says.


"When could she ever?" I yell. "I barley remember her when she was normal. You always took care of me. And I had a bad day today okay? I am entitled to them." I yell. 


"Don't talk about your mother like that." she scolds.


"What? It's true you know it. It's not fair that I have to change my whole entire life just so she wont scream. Put her in a psych ward or something. I've spent my whole life never being able to turn on a light in the living room. For Christ's sake it isn't fair." I knew once I said it I was in for it. Aunt Camile points to the door and doesn't say a word. 


"What? You can't kick me out." I say.


"The hell I am!" she says pushing me towards the door. I fight my way in but she was too strong. "Get out and don't come back!" she says slamming the door shut behind me. I start walking down the street, pondering about what I should do while I cry. I'm walk to a different neighborhood and then I look across the street and I see him sitting on his stoop smoking a cigarette. He's also with a friend. I watch him as he waves and then she gets up walks across the street and then she's standing in front of me.


"What ?" I say sniffling. She looks at me and pouts.


"Aww and what happened to you?" she says poking me hard on my shoulder.


"Fuck you, I don't need your pity." I say wiping my face. Whoa! I'm on a role with dropping the f-bomb.


"Honey we're not in school anymore, now I can do what I wanted to do earlier." she says she raises a fist and knocks me on my left cheek. I loose balance a little bit, and I spin trying to regain it. When I'm facing her again, I punch her hard in the nose. She shrieks which makes me laugh and she socks me in the mouth. I look past her at Jake's stoop and I see Mrs.Jacobs rushing towards us. I let Daisy get in a couple more hits so it looks like she beat my ass and then I punch her twice, once in the mouth and then again in the nose. Figured I'm already suspended who cares if I get expelled, I'm homeless now anyway. 


"Daisy, get your hands off of her!" Mrs.Jacobs screams. "You ma'am are suspended as well!" she yells at Daisy. Daisy looks at her her mouth bloody her bottom lip swollen and her nose kind of looks out of place. 


"She was suspended so avoid this but instead you go out of your way to fight her. Don't come back to school till next Monday, I'm calling your parents right now. Go!" she says. I watch pleased as Daisy takes the walk of shame back to where ever the fuck she lives. Mrs. Jacobs helps me up and walks me across the street to her house. Jake is inside sitting at the table. 


"Just so you know Charlotte, I don't like Daisy but I had to suspend you or else she would've cried to her mummy." I'm not putting it on your uni papers though. "I especially don't like that my son fucks her," she says shooting a devious look.


"That's good to know Mrs.Jacobs." I say. I stare into space. Today was a long day.

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