Chapter 24- Away.

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Everybody noticed my angry, harsh words that I said, but no one noticed the painful tears that were falling.
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Niall's POV.

And just like that, she was gone. Charlotte was gone. Away. From me, Harry and all of us.

"No, Niall. It'd be better if I stay out of your life and you stay away from me. It was nice knowing you." Her voice still rang in my mind.

She must've thought that no one noticed the tears falling down her chesks when she turned and walked away, but I did. How could I not?

"What a jungle." Liam muttered angrily and turned to me & Harry. "Grow the fuck up, you two." He turned around and gestured for Sophia to follow him.

She gave me a nervous smile and walked inside with him.

"You guys so need to grow up." Louis scoffed and started to walk towards the foyer but suddenly turned, "Haz, come on in."

Harry nodded and held up two fingers towards Louis. Gesturing for him to give him two minutes.

Louis just nodded with a plain face and strolled inside.

Harry turned to me. "Niall."

He sighed and looked up at me, giving me a look which said, 'I'm sorry but I'm not because it wasn't my fault'.

"No, don't." I shook my head.

"Niall just listen-"

"No, I don't want to listen to what you have to say. Please, Harry, just- go away." My voice faltered in to a whisper at the last.

"I'm sorry." He said, one last time and went inside.

And I was all alone. Again.

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Charlotte's POV.

Angry. Hurt. Sad. Anxious. Is what I was right now.

After the incident with Harry and Niall, I had went to the Starbucks near my house and hung out with Ethan and spilled everything, even though it was my second time seeing him.

But oh well, they always say, "People who don't know anything about you, always give the best advice. Because they know nothing to judge you."

Jake had texted me a few hours ago, telling me that he needs me home for dinner because apperantly, it had been forever since we'd hung out. While on the phone, I rolled my eyes at the comment, but it was the truth. I hadn't seen Jake in what felt like ages.

So here I was, walking home because it was just a block down from the Starbucks I was in.

I kept walking and soon the apartment I lived in became clearer. I greeted the doorman and went up with the lift to our penthouse.

Opening the door with my keys, I stepped in the living room which had a smell waving through it which immediately made me feel hungry.

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