Miss Trouble

Chapter 18: Unbelievable

"WHATDO YOU TWO HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELVES?!" Simon yells at Harry and I. We are both sitting on the couch, hands folded on our laps. One second Uncle Si is happy the next he is yelling. Right now we are getting a lecture.

"I had to make up cover stories for Harry! He had THREE INTERVIEWS over those few days, and I had to lie to the press. I had to say that you were at home visiting sick relatives Harry! And for YOU!" He yells, pointing my finger at me. "You are being sent back to America."

Well that hurt. Actually, it felt like someone was stabbing me in the back.

"WHAT?!" Harry and I both yell, jumping up from our seat.

"WHY do I have to go back to AMERICA?!" I yell, feeling betrayed. Didn't he promise that he would stay here with me?

"Because I said so." Uncle Si Said, crossing his arms over his chest. Harry sighs, and rolls his eyes.

"I can't believe you are doing this! Why does SHE have to go back when it was all MY fault?!" Harry yells, and trust me, he gets kinda scary when he yells.

"It was her parents decision. So Carter is getting back on a plane to America in the morning. Now I-"

"UNBELIEVABLE!" I yell, throwing my hands in the air interrupting him.

"You are being sent back in the morning and-"

"What am I? A PACKAGE?!" I scream, interrupting him again.

"ENOUGH! You are going back, and as your Mother requested, you are to lose contact of all of the boys, and-and me..." Uncle Si says, eyes getting a bit teary. Eyes wide, I look at Harry. He looks like he is about to cry. Just when things started working out for us. I look back at Uncle Si, and I can see this is hurting him as much as it is hurting us. But I don't care. So I stomp out of that place and run.

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I finally stop running, and I regret not bringing a coat. Or learning my surroundings. I have no clue where I am at in London. Stupid London. Stupid Uncle. Stupid parents. Stupid ME. If I didn't go on that little date with Jack and upset Harry, everything would be just fine. But no. I just HAD to be stupid.

Having that rant inside my head, I look up and see that it is starting to rain. Great. I look around, and notice that there is a book store on the corner. Might as well go there. I like books to. They've always been my escape.

I rush inside, feeling the warm air hit my face. No one else is in the store, except for the young lady working the counter.

"Hi welcome to Barney's Books. May I help you find a book?" She asks politely, and I just smile a bit.

"No,I think I will be good." I reply and she looks shocked.

"Oh? An American. What brings you to London?" She asks, sitting on the counter. Well she isn't giving up anytime soon, and she seems nice. I kindof give her a confused look, and she blushes a bit.

"Oh, right. Sorry. My names Abigail, but you can call me Abi." She said, extending out her hand. I shake it.

"Carter." I reply, and she smiles.

"That's a cool name. Well Carter, what brings you to London? Scenery? Food? Love?" She asks, smiling at the end. I get a pang of guilt and longing in my chest. Harry must be worried sick.

"Ah, it's a long story." I say, not meeting her eyes. She chuckles a bit.

"Must be if you ran out here in the middle of October without a coat." She laughs. Is it really October already? I didn't even notice. "Come on. I'll make us some tea and we can go sit over there and talk, ya?" She asks, hopping off the counter.

"That sounds wonderful." I say, truly smiling.

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"Wow. That's rough buddy." She sighs, after I told her everything. Even about 1D, and she seemed pretty cool about it.

"Tell me about it." I reply, pinching the bridge of my nose. I look outside the window and notice that it was getting dark. "Holy crabcakes what time is it?" I ask. Abi pulls up her sleeve, looking at her watching.

"Almost seven why?"

"I have been gone since Noon. They are probably worried sick about me. I have to go, I'm sorry." I say, standing up. I reach for my phone in my back pocket, but it's not there. Well fudge.

"Need a phone? You can use mine." Abi said handing her phone to me. I smile graciously,taking the phone and dialing Logan's number.

"Uh...Hello?" He asks, and it seems like he is out of breath.

"Hey, Logan. It's me." I say and I can here a rush of relief just from his voice.

"Carter where the hell are you? Simon is about having a cow and Harry is hyperventilating for 3 hours. Don't even get me started about Louis. He nearly called everyone he knew. I'm pretty sure he called the pizza place too."

"I'm okay. Just come pick me up, ya?"

"Okay, where are you?" I told him the address, and he said he will be here quickly. I can here Niall in the background, yelling, "WE FOUND HER!!! WE FOUND HER!!!"

"Who was that? Your brother?" Abi asks as I hand back her phone.

"No," I say shaking my head. "Best Friend." She nods.

"Well it will take them about 20 minutes. How about we fix you all up for your, uh, 'suitor'." She says smiling, and adding in a wink. I grimace a bit.

"Sorry. Makeup and hair isn't really my thing." I say and she just laughs.

"Makeup and hair is EVERY girl's thing!" She laughs, dragging me to the counter. She basically fixes me up. Makeup hair, you name it.

"Aaand done!" She exclaims, holding up her phones camera to take a picture of me. She shows it to me, and, believe it or not, I don't look that bad.

"Thanks Abi." I say, blushing slightly. She has been so nice to me.

"No problem. And I think they are here, a van just pulled up."

We walk over to wear we were sitting down, and I can see Harry basically sprinting to the door from the parking lot. The door swings open, and he is looking around frantically. Finally he spots me, and smiles. He rushes over to me, basically picking me up out of my chair. He starts peppering my face with kisses, causing me to laugh.

"Thank....goodness...you....are.....okay..." He says between each kiss. I finally wriggle out of his grasp, and make it down onto the floor. His arms are around my waist, pulling me close.

"Don't ever do that again. Ever." He says, eyes watering up a bit. I stand on my tippy toes and place my lips against his lightly. Having my lips hovering over his, I whisper,

"I'm not going anywhere."

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