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Crushes and Pink Clothes

CARTER'S POV

I pressed my back to the door and close my eyes, breathing out. Harry knocked. "Carter? You okay?" He said, worriedly. "Yeah, just uh cramps and aches?" I said. Wow, I could've come up with something better. "TMI" he chuckled. "Um, it's pronounced PMS" I responded. "..walking away now" He said, awkwardly. I laughed. I pulled my hair behind my ear. I think all that kinda sobered me up. I changed into pajama shorts and a baggy t-shirt.

I brushed my hair and wiped off all my makeup. I looked at the dress from today. It was truly a beautiful dress. I smiled, remembering when me and Harry were dancing. I smoothed it out and hung it up in my closet.

I pulled the covers over me and stared at the ceiling. Why do I feel this weird guilty feeling? Maybe because I kissed Harry's best friend, but would he care? Duh, of course he'd care! Why do I care so much..? I always have this weird, tingly feeling every time Harry talks to me, or when we're on the couch together and he puts his arm around me, and when he laughs I can't help but smile. When he holds my hand..it's unexplainable.

I groaned and put my fists to my temples in frustration. I looked at my alarm clock, noticing I've been thinking about this for half an hour. I sighed. I pulled the covers off me quietly. Louis and Harry were asleep too. I opened Harry's door and walked around to the other side of his bed. Why am I doing this? I..just, I don't know, I guess j just wanna be near him? I bit my lip. I slid under his covers. I looked at his face. I snuggled into his bare chest and closed my eyes. The last thing I thought before falling asleep was that he smelled like peppermint.

HARRY'S POV

I woke up, by alarm clock blaring. School. I groaned and opened my eyes. My eyes widened. I looked down at a sleeping Carter, snuggling into me. Her arms were held up to her chest, smiling in her sleep. Her hair was laid in front of her face. I sat up. Why is Carter in my bed? As soon as I got out of bed, she frowned and reached around the bed in her sleep, then grabbing onto a pillow and holding it to her. I stared at her. Okay, that was cute. Should I wake her..? I shook her gently. "Carter?" I whispered. Her eyes fluttered open. She smiled at me and suddenly her eyes widened. "Oh God! I'm sorry!" She jumped out of the bed. She blushed, embarrassed. "It's ok" I chuckled. "Um, I should get ready for school" she said rushing out of my room. Well, that was weird? I changed into a casual outfit and combed my hair.

CARTER'S POV

Oh my gosh. Why did I do that?! He thinks I'm..a creep now! He is cute when he sleeps..? No! Snap out of it! I changed into jeans and a sweatshirt and brushed my hair and teeth. I grabbed my backpack and walked into the living room. I wish I didn't have to go to school, I have a killer headache. "Uggggh" I groaned holding my head and sitting on the couch. "You too?" Louis said, walking in. "Huh? Yeah" I said. "D-do you remember last night?" I asked. "Some of it" He shrugged. "Why? What Happened?" He asked. "Nothing." I said.

Harry and I walked in the front doors of the school. "Cya in P.E..." I said awkwardly, walking away to my locker. I grabbed my math book and and went to first period. I sat down next to Niall. "Oi, Oi!" He yelled. I laughed and sat down. "So what's new?" He said, putting his hands under his chin like a little girl. Well, I think I like Harry, but I kissed his best friend, he thinks I'm a creep, annnd yeah. "Not much" I shrugged. "You?" I asked. "Well..I kinda like this girl, Alexandria. Do you know her?" He said. "Alex?! The VERY popular blonde?" I asked. "Yeah" he chuckled. "You do know, that every guy likes her.." I said. "Yeah, yeah I know. But I think we got somethin special. She asked to borrow my pencil, TWICE!" He said, excitedly. "O.M.G. YOU GUYS ARE GONNA GET MARRIED!" I said, sarcastically. He gave me the '...Really?' Look. I laughed. "Yeah..I got my eyes on someone too.." I said. "Thee Carter Brooks, has a crush on someone?!" He said, a little over excitedly. "You say it like it's a big deal?" I responded. "Because it is! Who is it?" He asked. "A guy.." I shrugged, grinning. "C'mon! Spill it." He said. "A guy..with green eyes?" I said. "More details!" He encouraged. "No. That's all you get" I grinned. "Ugh! There's like a million people in this world with green eyes!" He groaned. "Carter! Niall! Do I need to separate you too!" The teacher yelled. He just now noticed Niall and I were talking? We shook our heads and started doing our work.

After school I was walking down the hallways towards my locker. My phone vibrated.

Harry: A friend gave me a ride home. So you don't need to wait for me. Cya at home :)

Oh ok. I was looking through old texts when suddenly I was sprawled out on my stomach on the ground. Ow. I got up. Who the fu-? "Brooks!" Someone yelled angrily. Ugggh! Not this douche. "You! You went to far!" Andrew, star soccer player for our soccer team yada yada yada, yelled. Wondering why he's pissed? Well, I may or may not have dyed his soccer uniform pink. What? He's a jackass and he deserved it. He and his douche friends egged my house. So yeah, he deserves a little pink dyed clothes.

"Aww, did I make the little soccer player angrwy" I said in a baby voice. He towered over me, looking down at my face. He was trying to be intimidating, it was working, but I'd never admit that. "Too far.." He spat. "What are you gonna do about it? You deserved it anyways" I laughed. I suddenly felt a stinging feeling on my cheek and I was on the floor again. I gasped. There was already a group of people around us, murmuring things to each other. "Did he just hit a girl? She deserved it, she's a bitch, what happened?" I heard from the crowd. I got up and looked at him smirking. Tears were forming in my eyes. My fists clenched. I threw a punch at him, but he grabbed my wrist, throwing me on the ground again. I kicked at his shins. I think I hit his knee because I heard a grunt. "Think your so fucking strong now, Brooks?" He whispered, kicking my side. He walked away. I sat there for a while. Then got up and picked up my bag. I pushed through the crowd. I got into my car. My hands were trembling and I started the car. I started driving home. I sighed. I looked in the car mirror and saw a big slap mark on my cheek. Shit, what are Harry and Louis gonna think? Fuck, fuck, fuck. I felt a throbbing pain in my side too.

I parked in my driveway and got out of the car, locking it behind me. I wiped away my tear stains and stuck the key in the door, turning it. I opened the door and walked in. "I'm home" I said.