Harry's POV:
"Why was she here the other night?" I asked.
"Same reason she's here today, I guess." She shrugged. I looked ahead as she began to reach for the door handle but I held my hand up to stop her. I looked up at her and she nodded, knowing that I wanted to go alone. She opened the the door for me and left.
When the door slammed closed, Charlotte's eyes darted to me.
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I looked at her as she waved at me, her mouth not breaking from the almost straight line it was in. I pushed myself forward in my wheelchair and I didn't notice that Charlotte was right in front of me until my good foot stopped me.
She looked at me with slightly red eyes as she spoke.
"How'd you know I was down here?" She asked.
"Angeline told me you were here the other night." I replied.
"Oh. I figured she would." She said as she stretched her arms back and crossed them over her chest again. I could tell just by the way she was speaking that something wasn't right.
"I know you're upset." I blurted before thinking.
"What makes you say that?" She asked soothingly.
"Because ever since that night Niall called and came to my room you've been acting different than you usually do." I spoke. She sighed and looked down.
"It's just really hard to sit here, knowing that you don't know anything about me." She said.
"But I do, Charlotte." I exclaimed, taking both of her hands. "I do. I know your hair used to be blue, I know that you have a dog, I know you used to live in Connecticut and I know that you can't keep your nose out of a book for more than a day and remember when you told me that every good book has a twist?" She nodded. "You're mine. You are the light in my life and all that thinking I've done in the past few days, it's all been about you. Little memories of you pop into my head and build up and I kept them to myself because I didn't want to let you down. I know that everything that's happened has had a tremendous impact on the both of us but I'm willing to spend the rest of my life trying to remember more for you because one day, when my eyes blink back to morning, I want your smile to be the first and only thing I see."
Charlotte's eyes filled with salty tears as my speech ended and her arms flew around me in an act of joy, mine returning her gesture.
"I am in love with you, Charlotte Evans, and know that I don't remember much about you, but it's true-" I was cut off by her lips crashing to mine and once her hand touched mine,
I knew everything would be alright.
(A/N: Well everyone, there it is! Twist is officially over! I want to thanks every single person who has taken the time to read this story and vote for it. Being a 16 year old high school student, this is a huge thing for me and I loved every minute of writing this book! I love you all and thank you so much! -Shelby)
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Twist (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)
Teen FictionHarry Styles was the typical seventeen year old. He starred on the soccer team, knew everyone and did fairly well in school. He didn't think he needed anything else. Until he met Charlotte, who was extremely shy and did not speak. When the new girl...