Torn(A Niall Horan and Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 6: Shopping

Hey guys! Hope you like this. I don't think I'll go lazy on this cappy. Oh and sorry if it sucks ANYWAYS

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*Meredith's POV*

Last night I fell asleep in Niall's bed. Don't get me wrong, I like Niall and all but I liked Harry A LOT more than Niall. Today me and Carter decided that we'd go shopping. To be honest, I needed some new clothes.

I woke up to someone screaming, "GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE DICK-WAD!!"

I was utterly confused. I made my way downstairs to see Louis on top of Harry reaching for his phone. I gave them an eye-role and walked in the kitchen and saw Carter standing at the break feast counter eating Mini Wheats.

"Hey," she greeted as she was stuffing her face with Mini Wheats.

"Hey," I replied.

"When are we going shopping?" Carter questioned as I toasted a piece of toast.

"Um, I don't know. When-"

She was cut off mid-sentence by Louis running into the kitchen.

"You're going shopping, and you didn't tell me!?!?!" he screamed.

"Yeah we are and you're defiantly not coming," Carter said as she put her bowl in the sink.

"Oh come on Carter let the boys come."

"Ugh, fine."

"YASSS!!" the boys screamed running around the room like crazed buffoons.

I chuckled and made my way up the stairs to Carter's and Harry's room. Why couldn't this be mine and his room?

I walked into their room and saw Carter playing a guitar. I knew she played guitar but she never played it a lot anymore. She used to play it 24/7. I recognized the tune she was strumming, it was 'Whoever She Is' by The Maine. We love this song.

But wherever she may be

She could be money, cars, fear of the dark Your best friends are just strangers in bars Whoever she is, whoever she may be One thing's for sure, you don't have to worry

She sang the words to the song. Carter was SOO good! I don't know why

she stopped playing. I walked into the room, the door squeaked, she turned her head.

"Did you hear me?" Carter asked looking worried.

"YES! You are amazing!"

"Thanks but I don't think so." she looked down almost looking, embarrassed.

"Carter, why don't you share this wonderful gift?!" I screamed at her.

"I just don't...I don't know I just really like to sing in front of people,"

"Did you used to sing at the ranch?"

Yes, Carter lived, and goes back frequently, to Wyoming.

"Eh, kind of. Anthony only invited me to bonfires because I provided the music,"

Anthony is a ranch hand that works on the ranch. He's really tall and pretty good lookin if you ask me

"Alright well let's go shopping."

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alright well I'm not really liking where this story is going so I might want to start a new one. SOO yeah.