Charlottes pov
*FLASHBACK*
"Stop, please stop!"
"It won't hurt I promise, now be a good girl and listen to me"
"Please stop please!" I sobbed.
" Be quiet bitch!" He yelled slapping me across the face.
*FLASHBACK ENDS*
Yes I had been raped, when I was sixteen. Since then I haven't let a boy touch me, until today that is. Hang on, let me start from the beginning.
*STORY BEGINS*
I'm a junior at Biloxi high school. I'm an average American teenager. Nobody really talks to me, except my bestfriend Amelia. I was okay with that. I never really liked being the center of attention. Since that day...
*LATER ON THAT DAY*
I sat down in my 7th period class, math. I don't really pay attention in math, mainly because I don't understand any of it. Anyway- I was cutoff by a voice
"Hey, can I borrow a pencil?" He asked I didn't know his name but I gave one to him anyway.
"Yeah, sure here." I said handing him my pencil
That was awkward. Fortunately the bell rings and we are dismissed for the day. As I was walking towards my car I remembered how much I love my car. It's an 2014 hummer. She's a babe. I was literally about to push the unlock button when someone called my name.
"Charlotte, wait up!" He called
Shit what did he want now.
"I'm all out of pencils!" I lied I wasn't out of pencils I stocked up on those little fuckers
" Umm okay, not what I needed. I'm Harry by the way, Harry styles." He smirked while he was saying this. Like he was some big shot.
" Ohkay, bye Harry styles." I said confused. I began to walk away.
"Wait, hold on a minute shit, why are you in such a rush?"
"Because I have a thing."
" A thing?"
"Yes, a thing, now if you excuse me I have to go."
"Ohokay bye!" he said. what Is his problem.
*HARRYS POV*
Damn she was hot. Why havnt I noticed her before. She didn't even show any emotion when I mentioned who I was. I'm Harry styles for fucks sake, but there was something about her that I could put my finger on. She was different.
