Summer Love

Chapter 4

July 2011

Carter's POV*

With my arms glued to my sides, I slowly approached the cabin door that hid the pop star. You can do this Carter. He's just a boy. You can do this. I rose my hand and hesitantly knocked on the old wooden door. It felt like if I had knocked any harder, the slab of wood could have fallen off the door frame.

The Irish bloke opened the door and immediately made a face of disapproval at my presence.

"What the hell do you want." His words hit me like a brick as I struggled to gather my words.

"I wanted to apologize again for your phone." My voice shook while I spoke the lies Gabbie had coached me to say.

Just apologize again and then start a formal conversation with him. Build a bond with him and then you'll have an in. Its easy.

Gabbie's words rung through me. Its easy, a piece of cake. I was never a good liar and I'm still not. I couldn't even lie to my mother about eating a cookie before dinner.

"Whatever. It's a piece of shit now." Niall's words snapped me back to reality. I swallowed hard at his snappy response to my apology.

"Sorry about that." I replied. He rolled his eyes and let out a huff of air.

"You said that already." Crap, I have no idea how to form a bond. What the hell do I say? So I hear you like singing? How about those Red Socks? I'm absolute crap at this.

"Hello? Look I don't need some moronic, desperate chick begging for my forgiveness. If you want an autograph, find one online. Otherwise, get the hell off my porch." Niall snapped closing the door. I stood with my mouth ajar, shocked that he had just spoken to me that way. I can't, no I won't leave like this.

I brought my fist up to his door and pounded on it, hard.

"I said go away!" He screamed in a deep Irish accent while opening the door again.

"Listen girl-" He started but I cut him off by pointed a finger at his chest, pushing him back a bit.

"No you listen. I will not be talked to like that by anyone, especially a cocky bastard like you. You might think you're better then all of us because of your fame and money but you're not. Other people may take your bullshit but I'm not going to. I will not be spoken to like that. You have no respect for anyone and you need to gain some. So open your eyes blondie, here is your reality check." I screamed into his face. His eyes went wide and he seemed lost for words at my sudden power. He clenched his jaw then pushed my hand away.

"Okay, fine." He slowly spoke as if he suddenly lost all his courage to scream back in my face. I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Well?" I said, awaiting his apology. He rolled his eyes at me once again before finally apologizing.

"Sorry." He said half sarcastically. I gave him a smile.

"Thank you." I replied, then turned on my heel and walked back to my cabin.

He apologized to me. Step one is complete.

Niall's POV*

"Thank you." Carter smiled at my defeat, then pranced back into her cabin.

I stood on my porch, dumbfounded by the fact that I actually apologized to her. I can't even remember the last time I was the one to apologize to someone. As much as I hated doing it, something felt like it shifted inside of me when I said sorry. Even if it was half sarcastic, it felt almost...good.

What is happening to me? One day here and I'm apologizing to someone I just met! I need to collect myself. I need a drink.