A/N: Because it's a continuation I didn't feel the need to start numbering the chapters 1,2,3 again so that last chapter was 69 then the prologue(70), then the prologue part 2(71). Just in case anyone is confused :)
So! On with the chapter, hope you enjoy and are buckled in for the rollercoaster that is Imperfect.
Thanks for your support. You all are da bomb.com(AAOD reference). I'm lame.
Es xo.
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Carrie-Ann felt calm. Weirdly calm.
"You okay?" Harry asks rubbing her shoulders as she checks herself in the mirror.
She nods. "More than okay, it's just my sister."
"I know but it's going to be tough," He kisses her cheek. "Are you sure you don't want me there?"
She swallows. "Yes, it's between her and I, I don't want you caught up in it, it's not fair."
"Just call me when you want me to collect you, I'll be there."
She turns around and stands on her tip toes to kiss him. "You're the best boyfriend ever,"
He smiles into the kiss. "I try,"
They kiss for a moment, Harry's hands finding her bum. "Your bum in these jeans will be the death of me," He groans kissing her some more.
"Sorry not sorry," She teases kissing him one last time before reaching for her bag.
"I'll see you later," He calls as she heads downstairs.
"Love you!" She shouts.
"Love you too!" He shouts louder making them both laugh as she shuts the door behind her.
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Carrie-Ann had told Amy to meet her at their parents. Their father wasn't living there anymore - he was now renting a villa due to the fact their parents were separated. And their mother was away filming for her reality show, Ollie wasn't even in LA so it could be just the two of them without any disturbances.
When Carrie-Ann arrived, Amy was already there. She was sat at the kitchen counter, water in a jug, two glasses already filled. It was probably one of the first times Amy has been early to something as an adult.
"Hey,"
"Hi," Carrie-Ann greeted sitting down. She took the glass of water, the two of them were silent.
"So," Carrie-Ann breathed setting her bag down and looking at Amy. "Explain yourself and don't sugarcoat anything I want every single disgusting detail." She didn't speak with emotion, she felt nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Amy didn't know where to start. She had had a week to think about how to explain it all but she couldn't, there was no way she could explain it all and make it easy.
"It's.. It's a long story."
Carrie-Ann clasped her hands together. "I've got all day,"
Amy scratched the back of her head. "Joel and I always got on, I was kind of.. Jealous of your relationship."
Carrie-Ann bit her lip.
"He wasn't sweet and innocent but I found him intriguing and interesting. When I secretly started dating Charlie Hand I went to him, not sure of who else I could tell-"
"How about your own sister?" Carrie-Ann scoffed.
Amy closed her eyes. "When he.. When the abuse started, I wasn't really sure what to do. One day, we were all here for a barbecue. Joel was with you, he noticed a bruise on my arm and asked me about it, he somehow knew I was lying and didn't believe for a second that I had walked into a door. He soon became my sort of companion, he made me feel safe and happy, secure. It was sad really, I should have told you or mum or anyone but I was sort of in too deep and only Joel knew. "
