Still the One

Charlotte's POV:

Finally, the end of a very long school day. Only a 10 minute walk then I'd be home. Yay! Ugh, I couldn't wait to get home, and go snuggle up in my bed and watch TV for the rest of the night. Ah Perfect. As I was walking home, I was planning what films I would watch that night when I heard voices behind me. I turned my head around to see 'the Populars' walking about 30 feet back. Great. I totally forgot about Harry coming over tonight and doing the project with him. Just what I needed. Oh well, at least my parents wouldn't be home tonight; they've gone to a fashion show in London. Oh well, fashion shows? Boring. That's the problem with my mum being a Fashion Designer high up in Gucci, they're always away. But that didn't really bother me, it was normally just me, my nan and rusty (my dog) anyway. It's always a lot easier having Sophie, over when my parents are away. As well, I don't like to talk about my life, and my family's fortune to anyone. I fear that if I tell anyone about my real lifestyle, everyone will treat me different, I'll get people pretending to be my friend. I just don't want that. The only person in my school that knows how I really live is Sophie, and I know she isn't just my friend because of my lifestyle; she was my friend way before any of all this fortune. So, anyway, at least when my parents are away I can just say that its my nan's house we're in or something like that, and that it's not ours, as I don't him to think that I live in a 10 bedroomed house, with 9 bathrooms and a 9 acre plot of land with it. As well as having 3 other houses located in London,Paris and Florida. As I walked through the door, the scent of blueberries hit my right in the face like a brick. Mmm. Obviously, my nan was baking her famous blueberry pie.

"Nan, I'm home!" I shouted, as I walked through the hallway into the kitchen. I saw the blueberry pie just sat all by itself on the kitchen counter unguarded. Mmm... It smelt so good.
"Maybe just one tiny piece" I said to myself walking towards the pie. I was about to grab a bit of the pie when I heard my nan coming into the kitchen.

'Dang too late' I thought as she walked into the kitchen and came over and hugged me tight.

"I see you've been baking." I said to my nan attempting to act all sweet and innocent, in hope that she'd give me a piece of the delicious pie.

"None now sweetie, it'll ruin your tea." My nan said taking the pie and putting it into the fridge, just great. I really fancied some as well.

"Nan, I've got a history project to do so my, err, friend will be here soon, so I'll get the door if it rings." I said to my nan, as I walked out of the kitchen and began to walk to my room. As I opened the door, I realised how messy I left it.

"Great, and Harry will be here in what 15 minutes" I said checking my phones clock. Great. 15 minutes to clean my room, get changed, get all my history resources ready, and think of an excuse of why I was living in such a big house. Great. I quickly ran round my room picking up everything I could carry and shoved it into my walk-in wardrobe. There was no point in tidying up properly now; Harry would be round in 10 minutes! I quickly grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans and the first top I could see as I ran into my bathroom. I quickly got changed into the clothes I'd brought into the bathroom, and I did a messy bun on the top of my head quickly as I paced back into my bedroom. I went over to my school studies cupboard and pulled out my history box. Yay, a box full of history. Fun. My cupboard was like a walk-in wardrobe, just for school work. It was horrid in there. So boring. I covered the door in posters so i don't have to remind myself about the terror of school everytime I look at the door. I went over to my desk in my room. It was meant to be used to do school work on but I just put all my CD's, DVD's, Magazines, and stuff like that on there. To be honest, normally you wouldn't be able to tell it was a desk due to all the rubbish on top of it, but as I had a guest coming over, you could actually see it. I stood looking through my CD's debating which one to put on, The Ramones? Swedish House Mafia? Coldplay? McFly? Muse? I know I'm not exactly a girly-kinda girl who listens to things like Barbie girl, and all that sort of stuff. Eventually, I decided to listen to one of my all time favourite songs 'Obviously-McFly'. Damn that is one good song. I had my music on full volume as I danced around my room belting out the lyrics.

"Obviously, she's out of my league," I sang to myself, as I danced around. I was having such a great time I didn't think to see if I'd shut my door. "Oh, I'm wasting my time," I belted out in my very out of tune voice.

"Cos' you'll never be mine" I heard a voice from behind me call. I turned around to see Harry stood at my door laughing, but in a friendly way.

"Oh my gosh, did you just see all that?" I asked. Did he really see all that? My face turned bright red with embarrassment. 'Oh my gosh, the leader of The Populars just saw me singing and dancing so badly, I'm never going to live this down' I thought to myself as I looked at the ground, I was too embarrassed to lift my head up and look at Harry.
"Yep, hmm I'm now debating who I should tell first about this." He said holding his phone is his hand. Great. Now everyone else had something else to make fun of me about. Something else that I wouldn't be able to let go off in life.

"Please don't Harry, people already make fun of me as it is, I really don't want them to have something else to torment me over!" I said looking at the ground still. My eyes started to tear up, I mean I really didn't want Harry to tell everyone. People at school take the mick out of me all the time as it is.

"Hmm who first Kyle or James?" Harry said tapping his phone loudly. Tears began to run down my cheeks, as I thought of everyone at school now being able to make fun of me over something else. I ran over to my desk where I keep my CD's attempted to reach the box of tissues on the top shelf. I grabbed my desk chair ,stood up on it and attempted to reach my box of tissues.

"Almost got them." I said reaching as far as I could. Until 'Bang'.

"Charlotte!" I heard Harry shout, as he dropped his school bag and ran over to my side.

"Are you ok? You haven't broken anything have you?" Harry said concerned. Wow, he seemed like was actually bothered whether I was hurt or not.
"Yeah, I'm fine" I sat sitting up and looking towards Harry. Wow. He had such beautiful eyes, that glimmered in the light.

"Really, then why have you been crying?" Harry said helping me up, to then help me sit down on my bed. Crap. I didn't know what to say. Do I say over the fall or the dancing? Ah I was so confused, so I just went with my gut instinct and told Harry the truth.

Tears began falling down my cheeks as I told Harry the real reason I'd been crying, I could tell that he felt bad about what he'd done. He took my hand and looked me in the eyes.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were getting bullied, Charlotte. Who's bullying you?" Harry asked surprised. Did he really just ask that?

"You and your stupid gang!" I said sobbing into my hands. I think that Harry was kind of shocked that I'd accused him and his friends of well bullying me. He looked me in the eyes,waiting for me to say that I was joking about him and his gang. But thats the truth! I'm not joking.

"Really? More like banter." Harry said trying to get out of the situation, I could tell he felt bad about what I'd accused him of.

"Really Harry? You making fun of me and Sophie everyday? Banter eh? Maybe you didn't mean it as bullying, but it sure as hell doesn't feel good!" I said looking into Harry's deep green eyes.

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