Still the One

Charlotte's POV:

"Harry? Harry?" I heard my mum call as she entered the house at about 12:30.

"I'm in here mum." I replied to her from my bedroom. Is been sat in my bedroom ever since I had got back from the restaurant; I needed my own space to think about everything, and by everything I mean Charlotte. Who was she with? I've never seen him before - why was he with her? That's all I can think about, them two sat together, laughing, talking, connecting. Ugh, I don't know what I'm talking about, I mean a week ago I didn't feel anything for her, and now she's all I can think about. Constantly, I am reminded of her - I don't know what to do! I thought we had something special together, but she obviously prefers him. Who even is he? He doesn't go to our school, so what was he doing with Charlotte? I got changed out of my dark blue formal shirt and black trousers, which my mum made me wear to look appropriate for the occasion, and got changed into my ramones pajama top and just left my boxers on.

"Why didn't you come to the restaurant?" My mum asked confused. I couldn't tell her the real reason I didn't go; I was still upset from what had just happened - it broke my heart.

"Erm, I'm not feeling too good, I think it might be something I ate." I said to my mother as I looked at the ground. To be honest, I'm not the best liar, and I can not lie to family while looking at them; it makes me feel so guilty. It's just one of my faults, but I bet that boy can do it, I bet that boy can do every single god damn thing! The way they were just sat there toghether laughing enfuriates me, but also upsets me. Wow, I miss her. I want her. I want her to be with me, I want her in my life. Want her as my own - not his. I just want Charlotte, but I doubt her becoming mine will happen anytime soon.

"Well, sweetie, you better be feeling better by tomorrow; it's your presentation at school." My mum said picking some of my worn clothes up off the floor. I glanced at he floor and realised just how messy I'd left it. Wow it was in a bad state. I guess Charlotte had been on my mind so much that I had forgotten to sort my room out.

"Okay, I'm sure I'll be fine by the morning, see you tomorrow mum." I said as I climbed into my cold bed and pulled the covers round me. I'd totally forgot about the presentation evening, and it's always so boring! We are just sat for an hour, then we go up and get a reward, and then return to sitting for another hour. Sitting through all the Art, Drama, and sport awards - not fun. Unless Charlotte is going for Art or something, oh I hope she is. We need to talk, get things sorted out. She needs to know how I feel, she needs to know that I'm serious about her and it's not just a joke. She needs to know that I'm falling hard for her.

Notes

Chapter nine! I wrote this while my friend was asleep because she decided to wake me up by hitting me in my boob so I couldn't get back to sleep :) xxx