**Charlotte’s POV**
“As stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere”
What is that? Who is singing so early in the morning? I thought to myself
“’cause I’ll doze off safe and soundly
But I’ll miss your arms around me
I’d send a postcard to you dear
‘Cause I wish you were here” (song= Vanilla Twilight by Owl City)
I groaned louder than I had expected when the sound kept going. Turning around in my bed, I accidentally let my left arm fall onto someone. Wait who is in my bed? I opened my eyes ever so slightly to reveal a lump under my covers. Before I could lift the bed spread to see who it was I heard it speak.
“Chaaaaar!” Ariella groaned. “Answer your phone already!”
“Where is it?” I responded. Without another word Ariella lazily threw the covers off of her and reach over me to the bed side table next to me. She pulled a phone out of an IHome and dropped it on me before returning back to her previous position. I looked down at the phone to see I had a missed call from “Patrick</3" What the heck? Who calls someone this early in the morning? I glanced at the time to see it was already noon.
“Who’s that?” I asked aloud, more to myself than anything. Ariella turned over to me and glanced at the phone for a second, closed her eyes again, but then a second later bolted upright and had widened eyes.
“What. The. Hell!!” she exclaimed, completely out of her lazy state of before. She reached over, took the phone and stared at it.
“Who is that? What is with the broken heart?”
“Char, that’s Patrick, your ex-boyfriend. You guys broke up two months ago. He is such an idiot!”
“Why did we break up?”
“Oh, right you don’t remember. Well, so Patrick had been part of our little group with me, you, and Chris. We three were friends first but around sixth grade, he was the new kid in school so we invited him to hang out with us. Chris and I always knew he liked you ever since then but you didn’t know. You weren’t really interested in anyone but he never had the courage to ask you out until he dated other girls. He finally asked you out junior year and you guys were dating ever since. But then he started to change, we never really knew what was up but he stopped spending so much time with you, started pushing you away, and became a total jerk. Then the day of our dance competition.”
“You and I always compete in different shows for award money together and we invited Chris and Patrick to every single one. We weren’t sure if Patrick was coming so we went on with the show like normal. We never thought too much of it until we heard his name over the loud speaker when they introduced a group. Patrick wasn’t a dancer but he always like the dancer girls. What ended up happening was he had been cheating on you with a girl at a different school than us and she was a dancer. The idiot had completely forgotten when he agreed to help her with her dance that you were going to be there too.”
“You were pretty broken for a while and our dance didn’t go so well. Their group ended up winning instead of us. He tried to act like he was too cool and didn’t care but we all knew he did. He’s been calling and texting you non-stop ever since. But you have Harry now so you don’t need Patrick.” Ariella finally finished explaining the story and I was deep in thought. How could he do that? I didn’t really have anything to say in response so instead I just got out of bed, washed my face, brushed my teeth, changed into shorts and a tank top, and threw my hair up. Ariella started following my lead knowing I had something I wanted to do in mind. She finished getting dressed as well and we were both in my room when I started talking again.
“Can we go dance? Where is the nearest dance studio?” I asked. Her face brightened when I said this and she took my hand and started going down stairs. Before I could ask any questions we were in a room in my house that I slightly recognized from one of my memories I gained back. I remembered dancing to “On the Floor” by Jenifer Lopez with Ariella in this room. The walls were all mirrors except for the one the door was on. On that same wall was a bar straight across probably for stretching.
Ariella took me straight into the middle while we started to stretch a little.
“Okay what song do you want to dance to?” I asked facing her.
“Want to make our own routine?” she asked hopefully. I smiled and nodded while she went over to the speakers, took her phone out and scrolled through until she was satisfied with a song. I heard the sound start and she joined me in the middle to start our new dance together.
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Ariella and I were sweating lightly after we finished making a dance to “Turn Up the Music” by Chris Brown. (Dance routine on side>>>> i do not own this video just like it a lot for the story). I glanced at the clock and noticed it was almost four o clock.
“What time do you think Harry will be here? I need to get ready!” I exclaimed running upstairs with Ariella on my trail.
“Don’t worry you’ll be good. You jump in the shower and I will text him with your phone asking what time he will be here. Now go!” she said laughing. I quickly went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up before returning to my room with only a towel around me. I guess you could say I was more than a little bit embarrassed when I saw Austin sitting on my bed instead of Ariella.
“You got a minute?” he said with a sheepish smile.
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Secrets: vanished & back
FanfictionEveryone has secrets, but what happens when you forget about it all, meet a boy, and then try to get it all back? Charlotte is going to find out... *****description isn't great but trust me the story is good :)