Heartbreak Girl

Chapter 8

Charlottes POV

As soon as I put my phone down, I instantly feel like a complete bitch. Harry was just trying to apologize to me, and I had to go and completely interrupt him. Clearly I suck with boys.

I look up at Connor. He looks like he couldn't care less about me or our conversation. He's just playing some stupid game on his iPhone.

Sadly, I really love him though. We've been through so much together and I don't want that to completely just go to waste.

I'm going to ask him to try again. Yes, I shouldn't be the one asking him, but he's never been that good with communication.

"So...." I begin, hoping he'll beg me to take him back. But he just sits there looking at me.

"I've decided to give you a second chance. I love you, Connor." I grab his hands across the table.

He pulls his hands back and looks down at his lap. There's no way he can deny me...right?

"Listen, Char. I've done a lot of....reflecting lately... I don't think this is gonna work out anymore."

My jaw drops to the floor. He cannot be serious right now! HE'S the one who cheated on ME! He should be begging me to take him back! What the fuck?!?!

He slides out of the booth.

"Sorry babe." He rubs my shoulder. "See you around."

I'm so disgusted by him. How could he do this to me? AGAIN?!

I get up from the table and pull out my phone from my purse, trying to hold my tears in.

"Hello?" Harry answers and I break down, my tears rushing out like a waterfall. "Char? Where are you?"

"The Grill down the street." I reply, hoping my words are audible.

"I'm coming." He says.

I lean against the side of the brick building and slide down, putting my head in my hands. What happened? How did things get so screwed up?

Harry's POV

Immediately after I hang up with Charlotte, I quickly tell the guys that I'm going to meet her. I snap at them telling them they better not be here when I got back. I grab my keys, slide on my boots, and rush out the door, running to The Grill.

Running down the street, I think of all the ways I want to tell her I love her. How I want to hold her in my arms and never let go.

I spot her about a hundred feet on front of me, and sprint to her rescue.

I sit down next to her against the brick building wall. I go to wipe her tears and she turns to look at me.

"Harry." She says and puts her head against my chest. I run my fingers through her dark brown hair, attempting to comfort her.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I ask, praying the answer is yes.

"Not right now, but thank you." She takes a deep breath and pulls away from me, putting her long hair in a high pony. She wipes the last of her tears and smiles at me.

"Listen, I want to apologize for last night Harry. I was a complete wreck and just ended up making a huge mistake." Ouch... A huge mistake?

"No worries. I just didn't want you to think I was taking advantage of you."

"No! I would never think that! I was just not thinking and I just don't want this to ruin our friendship, okay?" She says and I know she deeply means it.

Two years ago when everything went down she tried so hard for our friendship, but I was the one who let go. I feel like utter shit for that.

"Nothing could ruin that. You have nothing to worry about." I say and stand to my feet. I reach down to grab her hand and pull her up. She rises and gives me a big hug.

This is going to be rough.