You're The One

Charlotte's POV:

Arriving home after the most horrendous day at school, I laid down on my bed and began to sob. It was so unlike me, so I'll put it down to hormones! Thinking about it, my monthly gift should be coming any day now...

Anyway, today I found out that Harry did in fact hear my mini rant and was not very happy about it. Then he decided it would be fun to get a little payback, 'accidently' bumping into me, spilling both his and my lunch all over. Obviously, that had to be in front of - near enough - the whole school. The 'Populars' have inflicted a lot of embarrassment on me, but I've never been as humiliated as that. it was enough to tip me over the edge...

I need to get my feelings out, and there's only one thing that allows me to do that... Song writing.

I start to write and, for once, the lyrics just flow out of me. After half an hour, I'd successfully completed the chorus and I was pretty proud of it to be honest.

Now I'm a warrior
Now I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me again

They will never hurt me again; I will not let them.

I suppose I might as well put some music on to make the night pass by quicker, but what should I 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. Well I suppose it's not that bad, but it's definitely not pop star material.

"Cos' you'll never be mine." Suddenly, my little moment was ruined by a beautiful, male voice singing the next line from behind me.

I froze, automatically knowing it wasn't it wasn't my dad, and I don't have any brothers, nor any boy friends so who is it? Turning around to investigate, the memories from earlier came flooding back. The memories that slipped out of my mind after the whole ordeal at lunch. My history assignment with Harry. Ugh, I can't believe he heard me singing, and most likely saw me dancing. Why do I always find a way to embarrass myself?

"Oh my gosh, did you just see all that?" I asked. Did he really see all that? My face turned bright red with embarrassment. 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 of 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 to tell first? Will or Becky?" Harry said tapping his phone loudly. Tears began to run down my cheeks as I thought od 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 and attempted to reach the box of tissues on the top shelf. I grabbed the desk chair and stood on it, trying to grab the stupid box.

"Almost got them." I thought, reaching as far as I could.

'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? Or the real truth? 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!" I said sobbing into my hands. I think that Harry was kind of shocked that I'd accused him 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 that's 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.

Notes

I'm so sorry I went all MIA again! I'd make up an excuse, but that would be lying to you all and you deserve the truth, so here it is: it was because of my laziness. Yes, you read that right! I am seriously one of the laziest people, and every day I've come to write a chapter, and every day my laziness stopped my fingers moving. :/

I promise it will never happen again!

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