Heartbreak Girl

Chapter 2

Charlotte’s POV

                I’ve missed my best friend. I’ve really needed him these last couple of months. Not that Riley wasn’t great, but he’s just a different kind of best friend. This feels so good. To be able to hug him again. It’s as if nothing’s changed and we’re back to the Charlotte and Harry in high school. I have so much to tell him, so much to ask him.

                I lean back from the hug, still holding his hands.

                “Let’s get lunch? Catch up.” I ask, praying he’ll say yes. Graduation day was so incredibly awkward. I tried to talk to him, but he totally ignored me and walked away from me every time.

          “Okay.” He says a small smile playing on his lips.

      “It’s so good to see you Harry.” My hands reach up to stroke his cheeks. He quickly jerks back. ‘Shit’ I think . ‘Too soon’. What was I thinking? It’s been two years, and we did not end on good terms.

                “Sorry.” I say crossing my arms over my chest and looking down at the ground, embarrassed by my stupid move. “I’m sorry.”

                “It’s okay. Let’s just…let’s start over.” He says putting his right hand out. “I’m Harry Styles. You are?”      

                I bite my lip and smile. Harry always knows exactly what to do or say in any situation. I reach out to shake his hand. “Charlotte Evans. I’m your Student Transfer Advisor.” I say pointing to my name tag.

                He throws his head back in a laugh and my heart melts. This feels so right. So perfect. I need him in my life. How did I make it through without him?

Harry’s POV

       After Charlotte and a couple of other Student Transfer Advisor’s talked to me and a bunch of other transfer students, I walk over to Charlotte.

                “Hey. You ready to go?” I ask her.

                “Yup. Just let me say goodbye to a couple people.” She says and rubs my arm.

                I turn to walk towards the front door and pull out my phone to text Zayn letting him know our plans for going to the bar will be slightly delayed.

                “Ready?!” Charlotte says excitedly and hooks her arm in mine. I put my phone in my back pocket and smiles.

                “Ready.”

                We walk about two blocks to this little French café, order our sandwiches, and find our table. We sit in a cozy booth across from each other.

                “So! Tell me everything!” She says taking a large bite of her baguette.

                “Well shortly after graduation my mom got fired from her job. I told her I would delay school to help her out with the bills and around the house. Of course she was hesitant, but she did some number-crunching and realized that would be the most realistic option. A couple months ago she got a great job, so here I am.”

                “You always were the best guy around, Harry.” She says and takes my hand in hers. I’m beginning to get confused by all of this. She seems super into me, but I feel like it’s just too good to be true.

Almost as if reading my thoughts, her phone rings. She puts her index finger up and answers.

   “Hey baby!” What the fuck? I knew it. Got my hopes up for nothing again. “I know, I’m sorry I just ran into an old friend and we needed to catch up….That’s a great idea! Okay. Bye, love you!” She hangs up the phone and looks at me, her big brown eyes dancing with excitement.

   “So that was my boyfriend Connor. His band is playing tonight. We think it would be great if you would come!”

                Of course he’s in a fucking band. Why is she always attracted to the assholes? I fake a smile.

                “Sounds great!” I remember my plans with the boys. “Oh, well I did tell Zayn. Niall, Liam, and Louis I’d go out with them tonight…We’re going to McGee’s.”

                “Shut up! That’s where Connor’s band is playing tonight!” She says clapping her hands.

                Great. Now I have to meet her boyfriend. I fake a smile once again.

“Perfect.”

                “I can’t believe you still hang with those guys. Oh, gosh Riley is— “ she pauses, obviously remembering that horrible party. She shakes her head and forces a smile, “She’s going to be so excited to see Zayn.”

 She looks up at me. I can see so much sadness in her eyes. I just want to scoop her up and take it all away.