Change My Mind (Sequel to My Baby Sister)

Chapter 1

Hey guys.

So it's the first chapter of the sequel!! Who's excited?

I know I am! I can't wait to continue the story of Harry and Charlie.

So I hope that we all enjoy it as much as you's enjoyed "My Baby Sister"

Thank you guys so much! :)

-Sxxxxxx

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***CHARLIES POV***

"Charlotte! Come down stairs please!" I hear a deep voice shout from down the stairs.

"I'm doing homework!" I shout back. I have had this homework for my history class and i have had it couple of days and I really badly wanted to finish it.

"Just come down the stairs, it's important!" The voice shouts back.

I groan and stomp out of my bedroom and down the stairs.

"Now Simon" I say when I get to the bottom of the stairs, "What is so damn important that I can't be left alone to finish writing an essay on the Slave Trade?"

Yes I moved in with Simon Cowell and no I don't mind it. Why should I? He feeds me, lets me do my own thing, and is good company. I don't know why he is sometimes made out to be the bad guy, he is actually really sweet.

"Come into the living room. I have a surprise for you" he says

I walk into the living room, "You know that I hate supri- AHHH!!!" I scream.

In front of me is the boys who I now consider my own brothers, Louis, Liam, Zayn and Niall.

"OMG!" I shout and run towards them.

I jump into Louis arms and he chuckles, hugging me tightly against his body.

Now you are probably thinking, "why is she making such a big deal about it?"

Well I haven't seen the boys in about a week because they have been busy with interviews and I have been busy with school work.

And you are also maybe thinking "why is she so excited? It's only been a week. She hasn't seen Harry in 2 months".

To be honest I don't care about him anymore. Well of course I care but I just don't trust him anymore and I'm still extremely pissed at him.

Ok yeah I do kinda feel bad about not telling him where I am and no answering any of his calls, texts, emails and tweets. But who can blame me? He used me.

"How is one of my favourite girls?" Louis asks puting me down.

I hug the other boys and answer, "really good but I missed you guys. How are you's?"

"Aww we missed you to! And we're ok. How's the stitches?" Liam asks turning into daddy direction mood.

My stitches were dissolvable so they have started to disappear but I can still see them a bit. I also have to go back to the hospital for a check up every 2 weeks. And I've also been given a inhaler because somedays I just feel out if breath, which I got told was normal.

I try and forget about the operation but I can't. Seriously! How can I forget when I have a huge scar that runs from about 2 inches bellow the bottom of my throat all the way down to 4 inches above my belly button.

It's making me really self conscious about myself because when ever I go out, depends on what I am wearing, you can sometime see a bit of the scar and people keep on looking at it and its not pretty. Since its only new it hasn't faded down yet so it's still a bright red colour, making it even more noticable!

"They're good. They are starting to go away" I show Liam and he nods.

"So who's hungry?! I brought Pizza!" Niall shouts and then I relise that he is holding a few boxes of pizza in his hand. Were they always there?

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A few boxes of pizza and two films later it was starting to get late and the boys were about to head home.

Just as they were about to leave I pull Louis aside and ask him, "How is he doing?"

"Gone bad to his old ways, parting and gettin drunk a lot" he says sadly.

"I'm sorry Lou" I say. I feel bad for Louis. When I was in the flat at least he would have some company but now that I'm not all he has is harry and now he is back out parting at night.

"It's not your fault Charlie. But you have no idea how much you mean to him" he says.

He kisses my cheek and then leaves.

I sigh and dump myself onto the living room couch.

I try and watch some of the TV but I just can't seem insterested in it tonight.

What does Louis mean by how much I mean to him? I must have not meant a lot if he only used me for publicity.

Will I ever forgive him? Will we ever go back to how we were before? When we actually got along.

I have no idea and that scares me, but I am cut out from my thinking by my phone ringing out loudly.

I pick it up and look at the caller I.D ,

Harry.

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So the first chapter!

How was it? Sorry it was short but they will start to get longer the more the story gets on.

And sorry for any spelling mistakes.

Thank you! :)

-Sxxx