At The Bakery...

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CARTER'S POV

I looked up into his golden brown eyes. What..is he doing here? "Hey Carter, didn't know you worked here" He smirked. "I uh- Yea" I said. "Cat got your tongue?" He laughed. "Kind of a pathetic job, huh?" He said. "Well, uh it makes good pay" I mumbled, looking down. "Ooh how'd you get that mark on your cheek? Boyfriend?" He chuckled. "I don't have a boyfriend. You-" I muttered.

"Oh yea I forgot, no one likes you" He interrupted and chuckled. "I l have friends. Once you left for that 3 month sports thing my life was starting to get easier!" I snapped. He laughed. "Your so weak. That Harry guy whatever? He's not your friend, he just pretends so it's easier to put up with you" He spat. "Your so full of lies!" I yelled. "Now is that how you treat a customer" He smirked. "Why I outta-!" I started. "Just make my damn order" He said, irritated.

I started making dough and spit into it. "Secret recipe" I smiled. "Don't make me create another little bruise on that pretty face" He smirked. "Little?! This things the size of fucking Texas!" I yelled. "Blah blah, it'll go away" He rolled his eyes. "You have no idea how to treat woman! Your a stupid piece of scum!" I smirked. He reached across the counter to hit me, but I caught his wrist. "Fuck off Andrew!" I yelled.

He yanked his arm back. He glared at me then slowly smirked. "Wow, you've gotten a lot more fit in those 3 months" He scanned over my body making me uncomfortable. "Stop.." I said. "Carter?! I need to go run errands, so cya in 20 minutes?!" Jack yelled from the back room. "But-!" I started. "Byee!" He said and I heard a door closing.

"Looks like it's just you..and me" He leaned across the counter. I gritted my teeth. "You guy's don't have many windows in here, hm?" He smiled. I narrowed my eyes. "Don't touch me.." I mumbled. "I wasn't even thinking about doing that, but nice idea though" He started to walk behind the counter slowly. "J-just go away, we broke up remember so why are you still bothering me." I said, trying to make him leave.

He inched closer. "It's been three months, what makes you think I still don't want you?" He whispered. "Because you wouldn't be doing this" I said. "We both know you still love me" He smirked. "Obviously not because I dumped you for a reason" I glared at him. He held his chest. "Ouch" He scoffed sarcastically.

He kept walking towards me. I reached for my phone quickly. He yanked it out of my hand. "You shouldn't be texting. We're having our alone time" He whispered into my ear. I pushed his chest away, but I grabbed my wrists.

My body filled with panic. "Let me go, Andrew! Stop!" I screamed. He kissed me roughly to make me quiet. I tried to scream, but it's kind of hard when a lunatic is kissing you. I tried to kick his shins, but he pinned me to the counter with his body. He stopped. "What was that, dear? I didn't quite hear you" He mumbled. I looked up at the wall clock.

It was already 5. If I can stall him for 10 minutes. I can get Harry to help me when he comes to pick me up! "Andrew, please stop" I begged. He groaned. "Do that again" He mumbled. "Do what?" I asked. "Beg for me.." He whispered huskily. I shivered. Okay, if he wasn't pinning me to the fucking counter, right now would be a perfect time to nail him in the balls.

I saw a bright light outside. I smirked. He took a step backwards and looked over at the door. Perfect timing. I slammed my knee into his crotch. He grunted and leaned over in pain. Now's my chance! I started running past him, but he caught my foot and I flew onto the tile. I screamed from the pain of my leg connecting with the hard floor.

I got up and limped towards the front door. Harry walked in just then to pick me up. "Hey- Carter? What happened?" He said worriedly. "You? Aren't you the one that hit Carter?" Harry said harshly. He chuckled. "Your that fake pretty boy?" Andrew said. Harry glared at him. "What happened here?" Harry asked referring to the mess around the counter. "Nothing you need to know" Andrew smirked. I looked down. Before, all I wanted was Harry to come and save me from The Lunatic (Andrew), but now I'm not so sure I want to tell him because I know he'll be infuriated.

Harry looked confused and looked at me. "Andrew came to visit and he ordered something and I just spilled a few things" I lied easily. "Alriight.." Harry said. "Well, let's go then" He narrowed his eyes at Andrew. I walked out to the car with Harry.

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