Harry hadn’t caused her much damage last night so there was no need for make-up.
“Carter! Breakfast is ready!” Zayn called from downstairs.
“Two minutes!” she answered, running out of the toilet and quickly changing into her clothes.
She scampered down the stairs in a hurry, knowing that she was already late for school.
“Morning boys.” She chirped.
Zayn pulled her onto his lap and kissed her cheek.
“How are you feeling Carter?” Louis asked.
“Tired, you?” Carter replied, a smile playing on her lips for the first time since Harry came last night.
“The same. Too bad you have to go to school!” Louis teased, unaware of how unlucky Carter really was.
“Well you’ve got to go to college!” she quarrelled.
“Yes, but in college, all I do is act in plays and what not. Much better then Maths, don’t you think?” Louis taunted.
Carter sulked and sank back in her seat.
Liam handed Carter her breakfast.
“Thanks Li Li!” she winked.
She knew that Liam hated that nickname.
He stuck his tongue out at her and left the room.
Niall appeared into the cozinha in his boxers. This had no affect on Carter whatsoever as the boys hardly ever wear clothes.
“CARTER! YOU’RE GOING TO BE LATE!!!” Liam yelled from upstairs.
Carter sighed and stood up, beijar each of the boys on the cheek before leaving.
She walked to school, dragging her feet along the ground as she knew Harry would be there early, waiting for her. She crossed the main rua and down a little path until she reached school.
And there Harry was. Waiting for her at the gate…
She put her capuz, capa over her head and bowed her head down, in hope that he wouldn’t recognise her. Not like that was going to happen.
“Oi! Carter!” his voice sent shivers up and down Carter’s spine.
She ignored him and kept walking, hoping that he would leave her alone. That didn't happen either.
He rugby-tackled her up against the wall, an excruciating pain rising up her back. She whimpered in pain as she flopped to the floor. He picked her back up and shoved her against the mural once more, choking her as her legs dangled off the floor.
“Why didn't you answer me when I called you?!” he roared in her face.
“I-I-I-I-I didn’t hear you.” She stuttered, not keeping eye contact.
“LIES!” he shouted, slamming her against the mural once more.
“I-I-I’m sorry Harry.” She spoke shakily.
“Oh you will be.” He smirked.
The sino rang and Harry leaned in closer to Carter.
“See you in P.E, Carter…” he whispered as Carter trembled with fear.
He let go of her and she fell to the ground. She picked herself up quickly and scurried into class.
She didn't have her books, as Harry had stopped her from getting to her locker before school.
“CARTER PAYNE! WHERE IS YOUR BOOK?” the teacher yelled angrily.
“I-In my locker miss.” Carter replied quietly.
“And what is it doing there?!” the teacher questioned.
“I didn’t have time to go to my locker miss.” She retorted.
“Of course you didn't! It’s the same story with you all of the time carter, and I’m sick of it! You will have double homework tonight!” she told her.
“Yes miss.” Carter sighed.
* * * * *
The dia went por ever so slowly. P.E and history were Carter’s last classes, and she was dreading both of them.
Harry was in her P.E class and she was so worried about what he’s going to do to her. And in history, they’ve got a massive test that counts for 30% of your grade.
Carter isn't exactly a brain box, and she could study last night because of Harry.
So basically, she’s screwed.
“Ok guys. Today we’re going to play dodge ball.” The P.E sofá announced, earning a groan off most of the students, including Carter.
“Oh quit whining! Now, Michaels, Styles, You’re the captains. Pick your teams.” He announced.
Harry and Robert were the coaches favourite; they always got picked for everything.
They both began to pick teams until it came down to the final two: Carter and the new girl.
Even though carter was the best player, she was always picked last. It was mais of a popularity contest than a skill contest.
“I’ll pick……. Carter.” Harry announced.
Carter’s jaw dropped as she entered the row behind Harry.
“Ok, here’s what we’re going to do. Jack, Greg, Ryan, you take the left. Daisy, Amy, Emma, you take the right. And Carter, you go in the middle with me.” he ordered.
Carter nodded and we began the game.
It was astonishing. Harry blocked any ball that came near Carter. What was he up to?
Soon it was down to Carter, Harry and two people on the other team.
Harry knocked one of the people out.
“HEY CARTER!!!” Harry’s voice rang in Carter’s ears.
She did a 180 turn to see what he wanted but all she saw was him smirk before the ball hit her in the face and she lost consciousness.
* * * * *
She regained consciousness once again and found Liam, Niall, Zayn and Louis surrounding her with worried expressions on their faces.
“W-What happened?” she murmured, trying to collect her thoughts.
“You got knocked out in P.E.” Louis told me.
“Yeah, Harry phoned us and we collected you.” Niall continued.
She groaned and laid her head back on the pillow.
“WAIT! What about my history test?! I can’t fail! It counts for 30% of-” she was interrupted por Liam.
“Relax Carter. The teacher post-boned the test for you.” He smiled.
“Oh.” She gushed, slightly embarrassed.
“Do you want some chá babe?” Zayn quizzed.
“Erm… Maybe later. Thanks.” She responded.
“Ok, you get some rest and we’ll see you later love.” Louis kissed carter’s head and left, followed por Niall and Zayn.
“Please, be careful Carter. For me?” Liam pleaded.
“I promise.” Carter retorted.
“Good.” He grinned.
Liam engulfed Carter in a urso hug and kissed her forehead before leaving the room. Carter lied down on the cama and wrote in her diary. The only place where she can say her true feelings.
‘November 14th, 2011.
Dear diary.
Words can’t describe how much I want to tell everyone what Harry does. I just want to know what I did to deserved this. And to think that at one stage, I actually thought Harry was the one for me. I’ll even go so far to say that I wanted to marry him! But that’s all changed now. And Liam and the other boys deserve to know, right? But then again, I don’t want them to have to lose a mate just for my sake.
Anyways, I need to go.
Carter.
xXxXx’
If only Liam knew, then he wouldn’t feel so guilty about not being there for her.
* * * * *
It was Monday the 13th of July as jane woke to the alarm clock greated por the posters all over her mural of 1D but little did she know to dia was the dia directioners would take over the world as she set of to school she pulled out her phone a the ring of it to inform her of a a tex message in was her friend Jill she had text jane to tell her that 1D haters had been arguing with the directioners in her school and jane ran but when she reached the red gates of the school before her stood a army of haters all the directioners were being round up and kicked out the school and the staff with there old mans jackets and ties where now helping the haters........ Part 2 coming to if u enjoyed that part 1 leave a comment and let me now what u thought
Perfect!
Niall: He only thinks of you. Sometimes he gets so distracted that he’ll fumble over his words or stumble up a step. The boys have to give him a slap on the back to keep him focused.
Liam: He silently dedicates every song to you. As the opening chords begin to play he says to himself, ‘this one’s for you, babe.’
Louis: He tries to get you to come up for a song. Every single night he fails, but he hasn’t given up yet. “Just come on, one song!" he begs.
Harry: He gives you little winks and waves and blows you kisses. Sometimes the two of you even pretend to dance with one another. Cheeky, no?
Zayn: He refuses to look at you because he knows that you’ll distract him. Not on purpose, of course, but he knows that he is too weak to resist getting flustered. So, he tries his best to keep his mind and eyes off of you.
Liam: He silently dedicates every song to you. As the opening chords begin to play he says to himself, ‘this one’s for you, babe.’
Louis: He tries to get you to come up for a song. Every single night he fails, but he hasn’t given up yet. “Just come on, one song!" he begs.
Harry: He gives you little winks and waves and blows you kisses. Sometimes the two of you even pretend to dance with one another. Cheeky, no?
Zayn: He refuses to look at you because he knows that you’ll distract him. Not on purpose, of course, but he knows that he is too weak to resist getting flustered. So, he tries his best to keep his mind and eyes off of you.
HARRY!!!!!
Louis <33
