Within three days, I realized that I really wanted to go home now. I couldn't wait to the weekend anymore, because I needed to get back to LA and now. I accepted Aunt Joyce's plane tickets for me to use for one last time, and stepped onto the plane, three days early; knowing that I was doing the right thing in leaving now.

Rob hadn't contacted me since that night and he hadn't even text me that night. But that was okay, because I was planning to surprise everyone by going home early today. I had already rang Rachael that morning and asked her where they were going that night, and if they were doing anything special.

She had told me herself that everyone was going to the local club around the corner and that they were leaving at six, which gave me plenty of time to get home, get my stuff unpacked and get changed, ready to surprise them all at the club.

I hurried home at six thirty after my long flight and quickly showered and got ready to go out again, and meet them all at the club. I put on a club dress, which was a black color, and had small, delicate ruffles running down the dress, which was really pretty. It wasn't like what I'd normally wear, but I wanted to wear something nice tonight; I was out to impress one person only. Rob, hopefully.

That was if he still wanted me; that was. I walked out the front door after putting my high heels on, and making sure that everything looked okay. I got a taxi and walked into the club, feeling more and more excited with every step that I took.

Because I knew that now that I was back, I would do everything in my power to prove Rob that he was the one that I wanted, just as long as he still felt the same about me. He meant a hell of a lot to me, and I wanted him to know that I had made my decision, and that I was his; if he still meant everything he had said.

I looked around the club but I couldn't find any of them. Amongst the crowd of people dancing on the floor to the heavy, loud, club beat, the small desks surrounding the dance-floor, and the bar where everyone was waiting to get a drink; I found nothing.

I walked quickly upstairs, dying to get to everyone, especially that one, most important person to me; Rob. I looked around the other bar, before I went to the VIP area, and stood outside the front door, leaning in the door to see who was in there.

I looked about, finding Tasha dancing with Kellan, same as Rachael was dancing with Jackson; both of them looking so happy, bless them. That was why this move to LA was so good; I as so happy to see them happy.

Kirsty was sat on a red sofa with her Boyfriend Phil, looking totally and blissfully caught up in him, bless her. And then, as I followed the line of the red sofas on the left side of the room…my eyes stopped on Rob.

I sighed happily in response, feeling nothing but relief as soon as my eyes had found his face. The pain that had been aching in my chest, making it hard to think about anything but him had faded now as soon as I saw him.

He was wearing a thin, casual, white shirt, with no tie, and with three of the shirt buttons undone, showing part of his glorious, masculine figure underneath the shirt. I shivered delightfully in response.

He had on a black suite around him, and trousers and shoes to match, and he looked absolutely stunning; with his hair slightly windswept today from the use of his hands running through it all the time.

There was a Girl sat next to him, but I didn't pay any attention to her; I couldn't, not with my lover sat right in front of me.

I couldn't keep my eyes away from him, because he looked so beautiful; especially in the way that he laughed, his features lightening up as he did, and I knew that I couldn't be happier to see him until…

I gasped in shock as the blonde Girl next to him pounced and pressed her lips to his eagerly. He fell backwards, into the back of the sofa in shock, but he was kissing her back; that much I could definitely tell.

So much for never changing his feelings about me, the bastard! I was furious, and I actually wanted to go in there and punch him. I was so mad, I could have actually done something that I would have really regretted.

But as he pulled away to catch his breathe, he looked to me, to see me standing in the doorway. He watched me in shock, taking him half a second to get over the shock of me actually being here and seeing him do that.

''Charlie, wait.'' As soon as he had said that, I was running away. There was no way that I was listening to his lame excuses; I didn't want to hear it. It was obvious what he had been up to this week. Or should that be; who he had been up to?

''Wait, its not what it looked like.'' He called out as he chased me down the stairs. I huffed in response, sick of that excuse. That was the most overused one. He must have thought that I was stupid.

''Charlie, its not actually what it looks like. You should listen to him.'' I heard Tasha say, surprising me. If she backed him up, then maybe he was telling the truth; but I wasn't listening to it.

As far as I knew she could have just been lying for him, because they were now friends with Rob too. I wasn't going to stick around to hear the excuses that they made up, because I wasn't interested.

''Charlie, stop.'' I turned round in shock, feeling Rob grab hold of my arm. I looked down to see that he still had hold of my right wrist and I was not pleased now. I was seriously pissed and he had seconds to get off of me.

''You have five mille-seconds to get off of me.'' I warned him furiously, not caring that Tasha and Kellan could hear from behind me.

He sighed heavily in response, but didn't get off of me despite the advice I had tried to give him. He was more stupid that he looked for that, because my temper was about to seriously blow over in a minute and it wasn't going to be a pretty sight.

''I just want you to listen to me. It's not what it looked like; I promise you that we were just friends. It was the Girl that was there that night when I first went clubbing with you, and I thought that she understood that we were just friends.''

I looked back to Tasha and Kellan who were listening, and Tasha nodded, looking as though she was desperate for me to believe Rob. ''It's true Charlie, they've been friends all week, and Rob told her that that was all he wanted to be with her.'' She promised me.

''That kiss didn't mean anything to me, I promise. I was trying to pull away from her.'' Rob told me, making me feel furious with him again. He certainly had not been pulling away from her; maybe pulling her to him more like.

I huffed in response, shoving my arm back from him. ''You must think that I was born yesterday!'' I shouted at him furiously, not caring that people were starting to stop and stare, knowing that it was Rob.

''What, no! I want you, not her. I was trying to pull her away from me-''

''-You were pulling her to you more like.'' I interrupted him, huffing. I didn't care that Tasha and Kellan were still trying to tell me that it wasn't what it looked like, because I knew what my eyes had seen, and I wanted to shout at him, and make him realize that I was absolutely furious with him.

Because as far as I was concerned, there was to be no more us anymore. Not after the way that he had been flaunting her in this club. There was no more us anymore, I was going to make sure of that.

''I think things started to get a bit intense.'' I carried on, shaking my head at him in disbelief. I was so mad with him, especially after he had broken my heart now.

''No, it wasn't-''

''I don't believe you!'' I told him, pushing him away as he tried to explain. He was a bare faced liar, and I couldn't believe I had let him break my heart. I could feel the tears slipping down my face in response to the hurt that I felt.

''I cant believe you would do this, to me, after you said that you wouldn't change your feelings about me-''

''-Please Charlie, can we go somewhere to talk about this?'' He begged me, taking hold of my wrist again. I snatched my wrist away and shook my head.

''No…no, you can leave me alone, that's what you can do.'' I promised him angrily. ''I don't want you to speak to me again.''

''Charlie-''

''-No, no. I think you've hurt me enough, thanks.'' I huffed at him angrily. I grabbed hold of a champagne glass; the closest thing to me and threw it over Rob as he tried to get to me again. He gasped in shock.

I didn't care though, because I was so hurt. Tears were still rimming down my face, and I was sobbing now. I just wanted to go home, because I felt so hurt and I already wanted to get out of LA, even though I had just got here.

''I thought you needed a cold shower.'' I spelled it out for him angrily, between my teeth; trying not to cry.

I turned and walked off then, ignoring the crowds of Girls who had gasped in response and were taking pictures. They could take as many pictures as they wanted, I wouldn't care. I was too hurt to care.

''Charlie, please-''

''-Leave me alone!'' I shouted furiously at him, before walking out of the club's front door and getting into the nearest taxi to go home. As soon as I was in the car however, them tears came spilling out uncontrollably and yet again, I was crying over having my heart broken….yet again. It seemed that that was all I was crying over these days and right now; I could see no way out of this situation anymore.

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