You Can't Run Away From Your Problems

Charlotte Connors moved to Australia from California trying to escape her boring life. When she moved to Sydney she had no idea what was coming, but she was ready. After a while of living in Sydney she meets her neighbor Calum and things finally start to get interesting...
What will happen between Charlotte and Calum? What is the Fanfiction actually about because the blurb sucks? Will she author ever learn how to write good fanfic? Read to find out!


17. I Don't Want to Talk About it

Ashton's POV

After the party I stayed in Charlotte's house hoping she would come back soon but she didn't. I thought if I'm here and I ruined her chances with Calum, why not clean up for her? She was right I really am too nice sometimes… I really needed to apologize, to both of them.

I finished cleaning and walked over to my house. Fuck. Calum was home...

Calum's POV

I was in the living room watching TV when I heard the door close. I turned to see Ashton. Where was Talia when you needed her?

"Hey," He mumbled.

I hummed in reply.

"Calum. I'm sorry. I just… we were drunk. It seemed right at the time and when I realized how much of a dick move that was, it was too late. Please just- if you should get angry at anyone it should be me, not Charlotte. I'm sorry."

I looked up at him. Ashton looked really concerned, he was frowning and his eyebrows were furrowed.

"Whatever," I said.


"It doesn't matter anymore."


"I don't care okay!! I'm going out,"I said getting up and slamming the door on my way out.

I don't want to talk about it why doesn't he get that!? I hate them. No I don't. Well… I think I do…



Charlotte's POV

Nightfall came and I knew I had to get home. I found my way to my street and I got to the house. I quietly opened and closed the door making sure to not bring too much attention to myself. Ashton and Calum did live right next door. I tiptoed to the door and I was about to turn the keys when I heard someone open the door next to me. It was Ashton. He stood out on the porch looking at the sky. I wonder what he was thinking about. I forgot I was staring. His eyes traveled down from the sky to my car and then to me. Shit.

"CHARLOTTE!?" He yelled.

I quickly opened the door and ran in. I locked the doors and even the windows. There was no way they were getting in now. Turned around to look at the house. Aww they cleaned up for me. No, stop. There was a bang on the door. I was 99.9% sure that that was Ashton. I was not going to open that door. Nope, not today.

"Charlotte. I'm sorry. Please open up  we need to talk," he spoke through the door.
I tried my best to ignore him and to just keep doing me but he was being persistent.

"What do you want," I yelled back.

"Open the door and I'll tell you."



"Go away!"


I wasn't going to talk to him anymore. I got my stuff and went upstairs to shower. He could literally knock on my door all night and still wouldn't answer. Maybe I was exaggerating but I really did not want to talk to him.

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