Chapter 2

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We were in the same band so thats how I met Charlotte. Every night she came to speak to me worried about her parents. She should have been worried about herself instead. I felt sick to the stomach every time I saw her. Time after time a new black and blue bruise would appear and everyone knew where they came from. Zayn. She wouldn't tell anyone. Not even me. Five years ago Zayn got arrested for physical abuse and for having drugs on him and taking them. So did Louis. They each got sentenced to five years in prison. That was how the band broke up.

I will never forget the night it happened though. The worst thing they did. So many died that night.

This was what Charlotte was dreaming about. She never sleeps anymore. And she probably never will now Zayn's out. We were close and there was nobody except me who understood him. Not even Charlotte.

"Do you remember? Before he was.. you know... he threatened to never leave me alone. Or you."

She bursts into tears, they roll down her face and I can tell what she is about to say.

"Promise me one thing ..... Never leave me...",

I whisper to her, up close to her earlobe, then I kiss it. Charlotte flinched. What? She has never done that.

"Are you OK?" I ask concerned, "Harry, I love you, you know i do but....."

"No, don't do this,"

" I have to. I need to leave you. Zayn hates you and will surely kill you if he finds out we are together still. I will come back for you".

Charlotte's POV

I love Harry so much. We had our whole life planned out. I have moved in with him as we have been together for almost a year now. I can remember the day the band got together and Harry walked through the door with his perfectly tousled hair and tight blue skinny jeans. He was stunning. He came up to me chewing his upper lip and smiled. His smile is enough to make any girl faint. I couldn't help but look at his almost see through plain white t-shirt. The black ink swallow tattoo showed through the t-shirt making him seem even hotter . I was all over him from the start ..... No. I can't think like this. Not now.

" I will look after you. He will only hurt you if you leave me. Stay. Please. I can't loose you, I love you can't you understand that?"

He is on the brink of tears. I have never seen him cry before. Why won't he just let me go?

"Please. If you love me you would let me go!"

" That's the whole point, because I love you I cant let you go! I need you! I love you!"

All I know is my vision is blurred and my face is hot and wet before he kisses me his warm lips surround mine and the taste I can only describe as Harry floods my mouth. Wait.... What am I doing? I pull away " What the hell! I tell you I'm leaving and you kiss me! Is that supposed to make me stay?"

He reaches after me as i climb out of bed,

" No, you need to stay and I need you! Why are you being so difficult!" His face is red and i can see his eyes are bloodshot and fists clenched. He has never been like this. Not since he has been sober. I get scared so back up into the corner. He wouldn't hit me, surely! He follows me. Shit!

Harry's POV

Is she frightened? Of me? Oh god what have i done? "Charlotte ..." Her sky blue eyes turn cold and look down the floor.

"I'm going"

I can't hear her ..

" GOD I SAID IM GOING SO GET OFF MY BACK ABOUT IT! GO AWAY BEFORE YOU BREAK SOMETHING OR ME!!!"

She thought I would hurt her. Why? She doesn't feel safe with me. Has she always been scared of me? Does she love me? I never cry unless it is to do with Charlotte. She is mine and I am hers. It has always been this way. I can't let her leave. Where will she go , no I will move out she will stay here.

I pretend to fall asleep as she gets dressed but i watch her every move. The way the sunlight dances on her tanned skin. She climbs into high waisted blue denim shorts and a white floaty top - simple but beautiful on her. Her hair is straight but one section is pinned back to reveal more of her sparkling eyes. I think she caught me looking at her but I carried on. She looks flawless.

Charlotte's POV

He is looking at me. I know that, but I don't mind. I'm leaving because I love him, not because I hate him. Scurrying around the place I look high and low for bin bags to pack my belongings into, but can't find them! As stupid as it sounds I didn't have time so I shoved armfuls of clothes and of my belongings in to the boot of my car. It is a silver Audi. Harry bought it when the band was hitting off their career. It took quite a few trips because our penthouse is right at the top of the building. I need to go. Zayn is probably already on my trail. I go up to our penthouse once more to kiss Harry goodbye.

Harry's POV

Shes left. I made her leave. It was my fault . I .... What? She comes padding back into the living room. Charlottes hair has already come out to form a blonde waterfall cascading down her back. She is back for good. I hope. Her lips push against mine. This is what i will miss. Our moments. She finally walks back to the door.

" Harry, i love you, goodbye".

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