Until We Meet Again (complete)

Chapter 1

This is my first fanfic and I did work really hard on this so please NO COPYING. I wrote this completely myself and I was quite proud of myself when I finished so please, don't steal my work. (Or anyone else's work either.). I hope you like it. Comment! Vote! (Oh yeah, ignore any spelling errors. I didn't have time to properly go over each chapter.).

Harrys p.o.v.~

It's been a year since Charlie's been gone. Everyday is the same to me. There's no more sunshine in my life. Everything's just dull. I've made mistakes my whole life but I have never been so regretful as I am now. Today was just another struggle. I forced myself out of bed only because Simone wanted to talk to me. Trying to forget about is her is like trying I remember someone i never knew. I just wish she would come home. I quickly jump into the shower and get dressed. I grab a bite to eat, the leave to meet Simone at some place. I finally arrived at the restraint and saw Simone sitting with some girl. Probably a fan. As I go to sit down the girl stare at me. "Hello Simone" I say as I strangely look at the girl. "Nice to see Harry, this is my niece Emily ". "Nice to meet you" I say politely. As much as I didn't want to admit it, Emily was beautiful. She had straight long blonde hair, she was tall, and had pretty eyes. Harry stop. She's not Charlie. Stop thinking like that. "Sorry guys I have to take a call" Simone said as he got up from his seat and answering his ringing phone. I stare at emily sitting in her chair focused on something in the distance. "Hey" I say awkwardly trying to make a conversation. "Hi" she says sweetly. "So what's up?" I say stupidly. "Um nothing, I guess. So I hear that you and your band have a tour coming up?" She says interested. "Yeah. Well it's not really 'my' band, were all band mates. But yea we do have an upcoming tour" I say. "You don't sound to happy about it" she said with curiosity in her tone. "We'll my life isn't too good right but the tour is the only thing I actually look forward to". "Oh" she said knowing that it was a touchy subject. "What about you, how are things going?" I say trying to get the conversation off of me. " we'll life's not to good for me either. My boyfriend cheated"she says sadly. "My girlfriend left me" I say in monotone. "Why?" She says as she lift her head to look me in my eyes. "I was stupid." I answer. Simone came back. "Sorry, but I need to be somewhere to speak about the tour. You guys continue to eat and if its okay with you Harry, can you drop emily off at her home?"Simone said rushed. "Sure" I say simply. Throughout the rest of the dinner I realized that me and Emily have so much in common. Emily is sweet funny, and nice. Plus she's really fit as well. We finished our meal, I paid for the check and we headed towards my car. "Woah a range rover. Very fancy styles" Emily says as she gets in to the car. Styles. That's what Charlie used to call me. Shit. Now that I thought about Charlie I can't stop thinking about her. I need to stop. I hurt her. She deserves someone who will treat her like the princess she is. "Harry" Emily says. "Yes". "Harry I had a really fun night tonight. Thank you" she said as we arrived towards her house. "No problem" I say with my famous smirk. For a whole we just stare at each other as we're parked in the driveway. She begins leaning her head towards mine. Oh no, what do I do. I don't move an inch. Before I know what's happening Kaitlin's lips are smashed against mine. Suddenly realization kicks in and I pull away. "Bye Harry" Kaitlin says as she plants a kiss on my cheek. What just happened. I didn't mean to kiss her. But I don't know why I didn't stop myself. In a way it was kinda of a good kiss. But it will never be as good as Charlie's. ugh here it comes again. A flood of memories that floods throughout my brain about Charlie. I need to get over her. Why be afraid of losing someone if there not even yours anymore. I love you Charlie. I will never stop loving you. I walked in to my flat and realized for the first time that she's gone and she's not coming back. I made a mistake that can't be forgiven. She is the most amazing person I've ever meet, and she deserves some one better than me. Some one who can fix her heart and never break it. I love her but why do I keep holding on to her if she's already gone? That whole night I went through the my flat and took down all the pictures of us. Every wall that used to hold a picture of Charlie were now in boxes. I looked at the place without the pictures. Everything was just so different. Sometimes you need to let go, for your own good. And within that one night I finally figured that out. That night i thought that it would be good if i replied to charlies letter. Even thought i have no idea where she is, or who shes with, i will write. just for her. I got out a pice of paper and a pencil.

"Dear charlie,

I didn't want to make this a farewell letter but i guess that is how it will turn out as. Goodbye Charlie. I love you, never forget that. EVER. I will remain to love you for the rest of my life. I will never give up on us. But I don't know why I should keep trying if you already quit. I know one day in the future, when your married to an amazing person and you have Children you probably won't think of me that often. But I promise you that I will always think of you. Even when I'm maybe married myself, you will always have a special place in my heart the no one can replace. I wish you would have stayed but I know my mistake was unforgiven and that I've wasted all the chances you gave me. In sorry. I truly am sorry. I just want you to be happy. But what I didn't realize is that your happy somewhere else with someone else. I want to be happy to. I know you probably gotten over me, but Charlie I will never get over you. But I know that we probably won't meet again. What are the possibilities of meeting that one person out of 7 billion and more. I love you but its time to say goodbye now. I love you Charlie.

Love,

Harry"

I wrote the latter and set it next to the one Charlie wrote me on my dresser. I laid on my bed and slowly fell asleep while staring at the ceiling and just thinking. This was The first night since Charlie left that I didn't cry myself to sleep. Maybe I will be okay after all.