Pick Me

Chapter Six- Explain

Carter's P.O.V.
I woke up with a burning headache. Last night? What happened last night? I then looked down, but something caught my attention. A tattoo? It was a lock, then I remembered the tattoo parlor, Blake having the key in his wrist. Oh my god. I looked to my nightstand and saw lotion, that's the first thing I did.

When I was done I went into my closet and out on sweats and a baggy sweatshirt, hoping it will hide the tat. I took some pills out of my bag and walked into the living room, only to see all three guys watching TV. "Good morning lazy." I wave at him, but he just freezes. I look down, half my tattoo is showing. I quickly cover it up and walk back to my room, unlucky for me there's no lock.

The boys come running in a moment later, and I didn't really fight when Kyle grabbed my wrist and pulled back my sleeve. I looked down in my lap. "Carter?" I look up to see all the guys frowning at me. "Is this a tattoo?" I nod my head. "This is a lock. So, who has the key tattoo?"

I kept silent, but the my phone went off. I grabbed it and it read Blake- Hope your tattoo hurts as much as mine does. I did it for you! I try to hide it, but Liam snatches it before I get the chance. "So, Blake has the key?"

I just stare, they have painful looks on their faces. "I don't know what happened. I swear. I went to a party last night, with Blake. I came home with a lock tattoo, and I guess Blake has a matching key tattoo. You have to believe me."

Liam nodded his head, and it was him who spoke next. "Carter, I believe you, I really do. But what I don't understand is that we told you to stay away from Blake. Yet, you decided to go to a party with him. Why?"

I looked at him with a painful look. "He was nice to me Liam, he hasn't don't anything to me. And, you didn't give me anything to go off of. I had finally made a friend, and that's hard for me okay? If you aren't gonna tell me why Blake's such a bad person, then I am not gonna stay away from him." They all exchange a look and remaian quiet, I stood up and walked towards the door, "Thats what I thought." With that I walked outside, I went to the backyard and sat in the tire swing that's hanging off the lowest branch on the tree.

I sat down but moments later I felt someone sit down on the grass next to me. I looked and saw Nick, at least he didn't grill me in there. But he didn't exactly stand up for me either. "Nick, can you just leave me alone right now? I just want to be alone."

Nick stays quite, as if he has something to say but is struggling to find the right words to say. And when he finally does man am I shocked. "Carter, I don't want you to hang out with Blake. Please, promise me you won't."

I looked I at him for a moment before I spoke, but my voice came out cold and mean, "And why exactly is that Nicolas?" He filched at my harshness, no one, and I mean no one ever calls him Nicolas anymore. That's the one thing he truly hates.

I could tell he was unsure to answer, or at least he didn't want to. But then he finally stood up, grabbed my hands and said something I haven't dreamed about hearing. "I could tell you everything Blake's ever done. I really could. But that's not the main reason I don't you hanging out with Blake. Carter I-I freaking like you Carter!"

I hug him, "I like you too Nick. And I'm sorry I didn't listen, I will listen, please, just don't leave me. I don't know what I'd do without you in my life."

That's when Nick closes the gap between us, he kisses me. It's not long lasting, buts it's hungry and passionate. His kiss leaves me wanting more. He leans in and whispers in my ear, making me shiver, "Let this be our little secret?"

I nod my head and we walk inside, next to each other. When we got back into my room Kyle and Liam's attention was on us, me mainly. Kyle smiles, "Did Nick here talk some sense into you?" I nod my head, "So you're gonna stay away from Blake?"

I sigh but reluctantly nod my head, Nick smiles. "Yeah, I promise to stay away from Blake. Can I have my phone back now?" They smile and nod, handing me my phone. They leave a minute later and I decide to text Blake, I can do that, right?

Me- Thanks for the text dummy. I got in some serious trouble because they found out it was you who had the matching tattoo. And yeah, it hurts Blake.

Blake- Sorry C, I didn't mean to get you into trouble. Can we still hang out though, or are you dumping me?

Me- Blake I said I wouldn't see you anymore. I still want to be FRIENDS, but that's all we will ever be. I'll still text you, luckily they didn't take my phone.

Blake- Yeah, and friends still sound great! I have to go C, can I text or call you later? Please:)

Me- Sure Blake, I'll text you though, don't need the heard catching into my little tiny lie. Bye Blake:-P

I hate this, I actually really like Blake. We have matching tattoos for Christ sake! I was falling for Blake, but now Nick and his confession. I don't know what I'm gonna do.