Still the One

Charlotte's POV:

We got the seating plan for where we’ll all be sitting tonight for the presentation evening. It’s in alphabetical order, so I’ll be sat next to you. I still want to know what you were drawing Harry, you’re not a bad artist you shouldn't have to hide your work from me, I won’t judge. See you later tonight. Charlotte x.

I felt nervous sending the text; I didn't know if Harry just wanted to be friends, or if he wanted anything more. As I sat in my science class, I couldn't help but feel nervous about the presentation evening. How should I have my hair, messy bun, plait, natural curls? I needed my best friend's advise. I knew that Sophie went home at lunch as she didn't have any lessons for the rest of the day, so I decided to go to the bathroom and text her. As I walked out of the classroom, all I could think about was Harry’s beautiful smile, how kind and gentle he was when you were both in Art. It was a different Harry that I hadn't seen before. It was the Harry I liked, the Harry I couldn't stop thinking about. I took my phone out quickly, and began typing as fast as I could. Mr. Lenkin, my science teacher, was very strict about people going to the toilet in lesson so I knew I couldn't be long.

Need some help, can’t stop thinking about him! How should I have my hair tonight? Messy bun, plait, straightened or my natural curls (that I don’t think anybody has seen before as I always straighten my hair!) aha! Reply soon. Charlotte x.

I quickly pressed send, put on the hand drier and checked my hair quickly in the mirror. Within seconds I got a reply. That’s a fast reply for once Soph!

Natural curls, I've not seen them on you before, bet it’ll look great like normal! Was that reply fast enough for you? Harry x.

I had to look twice at the text. Harry? Oh no, I’d clicked Harry instead of Sophie. Hmm natural curls, well if that’s what Harry want’s. ‘Ding Ding’ went the school bell. End of the day already, time to go home, listen to some music, and get ready for tonight. As I collected my bag from science, I suddenly realised something. I’d put in the text, that went to Harry instead of Sophie, can’t stop thinking about him.

“Oh no.” I mumbled to myself. I tried to think of a reply to put to him. The text must’ve made it so obvious that I liked someone going to the presentation evening, and I don’t talk to any boys other than Harry now. I quickly took out my phone and replied.

Oops wrong contact, feel so embarrassed now! Are you sure about the curls? I don’t know if they’ll suit me :S Charlotte x.

As I walked home, I was still worrying about the night ahead. What was I supposed to say to Harry? I like you, I can’t stop thinking about you, I regret not kissing you. I knew what was happening; I was falling for his charm like every other girl in the school. Although I was falling for a different Harry. All of the other girls had fallen for the bad boy, Mr. Popular Harry Styles. But I was falling for the sweet, sensitive, gentle boy who’d just about stole my heart. As I walked into my house, I ran up the stairs into my bedroom and turned on my CD player. I’d left my The Script CD in. I got changed out of my school uniform, and into some jogging bottoms and an Ed Sheeran t shirt. I went over to my bed and just lied there. I didn't know what to do, I was trying to think. Think about what I want with Harry. If I want anything more than a friendship. I listened out to my CD playing. One of favourite songs came on; Before The Worst. She’s all laid up in bed with a broken heart belted out of my CD player. It described exactly how I was feeling - heart broke and confused about a relationship. I laid on my bed for what felt like no time at all listening to the soft words of The Script until my mum came into my bedroom and told me to get changed. I looked at my watch, it was 5:30 pm, we would have to be leaving the house at 6 pm as the presentation evening started at 6:30 pm, and then after there was a mini party for parents to socialize whilst their children sat in the sports hall having their own mini party, which wasn't my idea of fun. I decided to quickly jump in the shower as I wanted to wash my hair to get the natural curls back for Harry. I only took about 5 minutes before I was out and ready to get changed. I went into my wardrobe and got my school uniform out, I quickly put it on then went back into my walk in wardrobe to do my hair.

“Right well you wanted natural harry, so here’s natural you.” I muttered to myself as I dried your hair with a towel.

“Come on Char, time to go” My mother said as she came into my room, it was time to go. Time to face Harry again…

Notes

Last of the pre-written chapters!