Unexpected (Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 9- Thinking and Meeting

Song: First Time by Life House

Harry's POV

Charlotte...Charlotte...her name and her face...it was in my head ever since she bumped into me. She kept apologizing for running into me, I kept thinking 'Stop apologizing. I'm glad we bumped into each other.' Her eyes might be brown, but there was something different about her brown eyes. It was like there was a small, thin blue ring just on the outside of iris. It was beautiful and different; just like her. Her smile seemed kind and she had a dimple. Her voice was soft, sweet and calming. I knew at that moment I had to see her again. That's when I quickly wrote that note while she was texting. I wonder if she opened and read it yet? Is she thinking about me? Would she remember me?

I guess I'll find out soon enough.

Charlotte's POV

You are beautiful. I want to see you again. Text me.

Always, Harry. xx

That was the note Harry has written for me after he stopped me from walking and kissed my cheek. Everytime I think about it, I blush and get butterflies. This is the first time in a long time where a guy has had any interest in me. The last guy I dated wasn't what I wanted; let alone I couldn't stay in the relationship. 

His name was Jeremy and we liked each other back in middle school and beginning of high school. When our relationship got more serious, he changed. His behavior, his manner, his words-everything was different. I remember that night after the dance.

Flashback

"WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU CHARLOTTE? DANCING WITH DANNY LIKE THAT?" Jeremy screamed at me as he slammed the door and locked it.

"Were just friends; Danny and I. I coudn't say n-" I was cut off by a slap in the face. The sting of his slap was painful. But I'd thought I'd be used to it; this isn't the first time Jeremy has hit me.

"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF YOUR FRIENDS! You are my girlfriend. And I get to dance with you. NO...ONE...ELSE!" he emphasized his words. He hit me again in the face, and again and again. 

My cheek is numb by this point and my lip started to bleed. I held onto my face and stood up.

"I'm going home. Goodnight Jeremy." I said walking to the door. He quickly turn to me and slams my body against the door.

"You're not going anywhere," he whispered in my ear. "You're staying here...with me tonight!"He grabbed me by my arms and pushed me toward the bed. "Now be a good girl and don't fuss." He started undressing me, but it was rushed. It wasn't pleasurable at all. He undressed himself and then he tied me to the bed. I couldn't escape, I was trapped.

I let out a scream, "NO!! HELP!! SOMEONE HELP ME!! NO!! NOOOO!" Over and over I screamed and cried. Jeremy had his way with me. He hit me every time I asked for help, and the sex; it wasn't how I wanted my first time to be. No love, no desire; just a thing to him. Screaming in pain, Jeremy left me on the bed naked, bleeding and beaten. I was rapped.

Flashback End

After that night with Jeremy, I started cutting; on my arms and legs. No one ever knew that the smart, top of her class, sister to two amazing siblings girl would cut. But I did. I hated myself. After all that, I didn't want to live. I eventually found help anonymously and got better over time. The scars will forever remain on my body.

I wipe the tears from my face, getting over my past. Then I pull myself together and grab my phone. I enter Harry's name and number into my contact list. After that I send a text just saying 'Hey it's Charlotte, the girl from the airport.' I waited a while and got a text back. I just smiled from ear to ear.