Until We Meet Again (complete)

Chapter 10

Harrys pov~  

Get over her. She's over you. She's engaged for crying out loud. The plane took off and my focus was completely on Charlie's as I observed her body faced toward the window as she shut her eyes. I could hear the loud music echoing off her earbuds in the quite private plane. Everyone was asleep. Zayn had his legs propped up against the seat and Niall laid his head against Louis's while his foot rested on Liam's lap. Charlie looked so peaceful as she leaned her head against the window as her legs overlapped teds. The endless amount of regret kept me from sleeping. Never have I ever wanted someone so much. But of course I want something I can't have. Which is why I feel like Im torturing myself by seeing her everyday. I'm inflicting myself with pain because i know ill never be able to hold or kiss her anymore.it seems like I can't even have a conversation with her without feeling sorry for myself. I'm just a broken boy who has everything I've ever wanted; the cars, the big house, a model girlfriend. But I'll never have what I desperately need. I need Charlie, and they way she makes me feel. Charlie is the only person I've ever met who makes me feel like theres no such thing as reality. She makes all my problems fade with just a small glance of her beautiful smile. She makes me feel like I actually have a purpose, and that purpose is to make Charlie happy and protect her. Charlie's happiness reflected mines, whenever I would see her sad I would immediately become sad and determined to make her happy. But as I followed my dream, there came defaults. There was the hate, the constant paparazzi, continuous rumors and scandals, and always having to fulfill the perfect image society wants. Everything happened so quickly. The fame all came in all at once. My life was changing, and so was I. My old mates ditches me and said I became a lowlife celebrity. And sadly, I was. I let everything go to my head and I neglected the attention Charlie needed, and I took her granted. If only she knew I change. I spent countless months away at my parents home after Charlie left. Somedays I would just lie in bed the whole day, not willing to get up and go through another days problems. I needed Charlie. She was my rock. She kept me grounded with her humble and funny personality. I stare at her sleeping body as the loud music still blared within the plane. I wish she knew how broken my life really is. Everyone makes me out to live the perfect life with the perfect model girlfriend and Sri soon have perfect kids in the future. But the real story was my life was nowhere near perfect, it's more like the opposite. I'm basically watching the only girl that has ever made me feel needed and loved marry someone else considering that Ted invited us all to their wedding after the tour. I escape my seat and walk to the bathroom to use the restroom and fetch some water. I hear a slight Noise from the other said of the door. But seek to it as it's probably just the plane. As I shut off the lights and close the door I run into a body that surly belonged to Charlie. I run into her as I close the door and nearly knock her small frame off the ground as I tumble right on top of her. "Oww" she squealed softest not wanting to wake anyone up. "I'm sorry" I saying while looking in to her eyes, something I haven't done in a while. I stare in to her light green eyes, hypnotized by their beauty. "Harry..... Your still on top of me" she said awkwardly. "Oh sorry" I say as I lift myself from her and help her up off the ground. She uses the restroom as I retreat back to my seat. She quickly uses the restroom and returns to we seat as well. She plugs in her earphones once again and stared out the window. Again i heard the music clear from the tiny earbud. I've always adored her passion for music, how when ever she had a problem or was sad she would resort to music. How she would listen to the same tune endlessly as she would mummer along to the beat. She caught my gaze and turned her head to face me as I quickly turned to look at a random sock and my cheeks became crisp red. "Are you blushing?" Charlie question is a rather cute yet soft tone. "No I'm j-just sick" I say trying to cover up my act. "No no no. I don't think so. I've witnessed you blush before. Harry styles tell the truth." She said playfully as she ripped the earbuds out her ears and a smile crept upon her face as she attempted to look me in the eyes. I'm not one to blush, but Charlie was the only girl who made my cheeks go red a lot when I was around her. "Nahh" I shrugged as I playfully scrunched my nose to her. "I think you did" Charlie stated as she stuck her tongue out at me and her eyes crinkled. "I think not" I said as stuck my own tongue out then slowly ran my fingers though my hair and gave her the smolder look. "Haha. Funny styles. You think that look still works on me" she said as she tilts her head in dominance of the situation. " I guess not anymore" I said and furried my eyebrows together and gave her my British interpretation of the duck face. She let out a loud laugh at my action and threw her head back in laughter. I couldn't help but smile at how adorable her laughter was. "Keep it down. People are trying to sleep" Louis demanded and threw a pillow to my face. Her laughter was soon cut off as she sat straight up in her seat and kept her mouth shut and looked at me like she was going to burst from bottled laughter I desperately wanted to hear. I pointed toward the small kitchen the private plane provided and she nodded her head as we both escaped our seats and made way to the kitchen. Once we reached our destination and closed the door her adorable laugh finally escaped her mouth. I smiled and took a seat at a table that held a small tv. Once she was finished with her fit of laughter she took at seat at the small table that seated me and we searched the channels in spite to watch a comedy. Once we finally settled on the movie "21 jump street " we both were interested in the quite humorous movie. Half way the through the movie 

I realized he was asleep when her head fell on my shoulder. I laid my head atop of hers, pushed away any hair covering her face and put it behind her ears. As exhaustion caught up with me I placed a soft kiss on Charlie's forehead, shut my eyes closed and slight whispered "if only you knew how much I love you" before I finally fell asleep.