British Kid.~A Charlie Rowe fanfic

Sneaking

Harry's POV

As I came to a halt I saw Amber holding phone in front of her she was looking at the television, worried, angry, upset? 'W...what's wrong?' She obviously hadn't noticed me in the room with her. She turned to me and her eyes widened. 'I...I've got the premier to Charlie's film in a week. And I have got to go, I helped with the costumes and everyone wants me there' She threw her head back onto her hands.'

'Is that really all it is?' She looked up at me.

'Well Erm no ' What was wrong? Had Charlie rung her and she picked up and now he was coming over to take her. Then he was gonna be abusive and .... and... Stop! That's never gonna happen, he wouldn't abuse her! He loves her, well does he?'

'What, what is it?' I move to sit next to her.

Ambers POV

Why why why why why. He came to sot next to me and I turned to face him. Him and his beautiful curls. Wait am I fangirling? No I'm not fangirling over Harry's curls. He placed a hand just above my knee. 'I..... Well I..... IchangedtheTVchannelanditwasastupidgossipshowandYoumeandcharliecameupanditwasallpicturesofuswheniarrivedandapparentlyCCharliearrivedandImsoconfusedandatthepremiertheyre "Gonna Find out what happened!' I imitate the girly high pitched American voice.

'I'm not sure weather laugh to punch something. Its fine. I can go with you and make sure there are no questions about you or Charlie.' I smiled a little. It was so nice of him. But...Wait.

'I have nothing to wear!! Its all at ho.... Charlie's.'

Harry's POV

I rolled my eyes. 'We can sneak into Charlie's and get your stuff.'

'But he'll be in there!' She wines. 'He won't leave, He'll be waiting for me to go back to him.'

'Okay well. We have one of two options. Number 1: You go in there get your stuff and leave and ignore him completely, but that could be a bit hard. Or. Number 2. now this is a master plan. I text him and tell him to meet me somewhere, somewhere well away from his house, I say to meet me because I will tell him how your doing and how to get you back. Then when he leaves you get into the apartment and get your stuff then we can be texting the whole time and you tell me when your out and I can tell you if he storms off.'

'But what if it goes wrong Harry?'

'It wont go wrong! Not with me in the team!' I stand up and put my hands on my hips in a super man way with my head held high.

'Okay then. Superman' She rolls her eyes.

'Don't roll your eyes at me young lady!' I mock a harsh mothers tone as I pick her up and I flung her over my solder. She started hitting and kicking. I walked around the lounge and the flung her back onto the sofa. 'I hate you.' I giggled and stuck her tongue out at me. I stuck my tongue out at her.

(A/N This is the next day!)

Amber's POV

I finished my cereal and went upstairs to the bedroom Harry had given me. I changed from my pyjamas into a white les miserables west end show T-shirt and black leggings. today was the day of the plan. I applied minimal make up and I put a friendship bracelet on. I went back down to see harry waiting by the front door. 'I texted him. We are meeting at Starbucks by the cathedral.' I nod as I pull on white converse. When I get up Harry hands me my Barbour, the one Charlie gave me; it was the green with a brown collar. I tied my hair into a bun and signalled to Harry that I was ready to go.