- I saw this coming from the start.
Summer Lowal
By the time I made it inside my apartment, my clothes were off and all I had on was a very huge sweatshirt and a pair of slippers with a hot mug in my hand as thoughts swirled my mind of a forest green eyed man that was too conceited.
Fuck I despise him.
There was a knock suddenly at the door and I hoped to whoever was watching down that it wasn't him because I'd bash his face -
"Carter," I breathe and open the door more widely for him to come inside. He walks to the couch as I shut the door and follow him smiling softly.
"How are you bud?" I ask him. He grins.
"I'm great, but.. you seem down, what's up?" I groan and set the mug on the table slumping into the soft couch. Carter sits beside me, resting his arm behind me and smirking at me.
"Wait, don't tell me, it's that Styles guy right?"
"How'd you know?" I sarcastically say rolling my eyes. He chuckles.
"Answer me woman,"
I sigh. "I don't like him. In fact I despise him, and the worst part is that I'm working on a portrait of him and God knows how long that'll take then once I'm finished, I'll be far way from him as possible," I let out. It felt good to talk to someone who'd listen and not defend Harry.
He's just another rich man that gets what he wants.
"Why do you get so worked up about him though? There must be a reason?"
I rest my elbow on the couch cushion and gaze up at Carter. "Honestly everything about him bothers me. It's like... he's so fucking cocky and form fitted with his perplexed words and firmness, but then again it's his personality and I can't change it. Argh!" I groan and Carter chuckles, brushing a piece of my hair behind my shoulder. I smile gently.
"He seems a-ok with me though," my smile drops and I frown instead.
"Seriously? You're defending him?" He raises his brows and licks his lips.
"Summer, love, he doesn't seem bad, and honestly he looks like a good guy trying to understand you, stop blocking out people for once and let him in," I was suddenly shocked at Carter's words because he was being super sincere and honestly who says this?
"You're the only person I've actually let in, in a while," he smiles with a chuckle.
"I know. But maybe letting just one more person in, won't hurt you," You don't know that.
But he kissed my forehead and my mind was all over the place because what's going on with the world? Was I misjudging Harry, and needed to take a deeper in look on him?
Carter pulls back and he has an unsure look on his face and I smirk. "What's wrong?" He bit his lip, uncertainty taking over.
"Okay.. I'm gonna tell you something but don't freak out," I stood up quickly, praying to God this wasn't the moment he'd confess his feelings and I'd have to reject him like a bad person because fuck I can't do that.
I looked down at the very good looking lad and ran a hand through my hair.
"Well? Go on before I piss myself," he chuckled but set his elbows on his thighs and gazed up at me.
"These few days.. I've been going through some things," Oh God here it comes. I bit the inside of my cheek.
"And I've come to agree with myself," he paused and my patience was wearing thin.
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