CARTER'S POV
I sat there with my hands in my lap, twirling my thumbs. About halfway down the road, Harry stopped the car.
"So what really happened in there?" He said with a deadly serious face. I stared at him for a few seconds and sighed.
"He just walked in and as soon as Jack left...he..Well um tried to..Yeah" I tried to find the words to say.
"Did he touch you?" Harry said, looking me straight in the eyes.
"He just shoved me up against the counters, that's all" I shook my head.
He nodded and started the car once again and started driving home.
HARRY'S POV
I tried to keep my eye's on the road, but my mind kept wandering off. How could he do that? Sick bastard. How could he even THINK of touching her? She didn't do anything and you've already left a bruise on her face, why do that? I hate him! I swear I'll...
"Harry! Watch out!" An ear piercing scream came from next to me. I swerved out of the other car lane quickly and stopped by the side of the road.
My eyes were wide and my heart beating a mile a minute.
"Jesus Christ, Harry?! Pay attention" Carter said angrily.
"I'm sorry! I keep thinking if him and how he could that that to you?! I should be the only one allowed to touch you!" I yelled angrily.
I looked over at her quickly. She stared at me with eyes wide and her cheeks growing red. I realized what I said.
"Well, um, didn't know you felt that way?" She said awkwardly.
I stared down at my hands.
What the fuck?! Why did I say that! Jesus, what do I really think about?
CARTER'S POV
Well that was awkward.
What does he think about? I can't blame him, I think about it too. Ahh! No stop! Don't think about this stuff! We should just get home now.
"So I think we should.." I started and as quick as you can say 'What the fuck just happened' I could feel a warm hand grab the back of my neck and pull me closer.
It was like slow motion. The way our lips connected like they yearned for each other. How my hands snaked into his hair and held on. My eyes closing slowly. His breathe smelling like peppermint. The warmth being shared between us.
He leaned back so his back hit the car window. I fell onto his chest and laughed. I looked up to his face. "That was a great way to fix the mood by the way" I said. He chuckled, his chest vibrating under my hands.
He licked his lips. Oh my damn. His eye brows furrowed together.
"Your lips taste like raspberry" He smiled his adorable crooked smile and laughed.
"Thanks?" I laughed as well.
"Well" I clapped my hands together. "Let's get home then" We laughed like nothing happened. Geez, we're awkward?
On the way home a few songs came on and we sung along. I laughed at how horrible I sounded. Well, at least I think so. My friends have told me that I'm such a good singer and I'd someday get a record. But come on, I sound like a dying cat.
On the other hand, Harry sang like a fucking Angel! I stopped for a second to listen to him.
"Damn! You got some vocals" I said, surprised.
"Thanks" He laughed. "I've been trying to get a gig back in London, but I'm not that great. I write too" He shrugged.
"Are you serious? Not that great? You sound like an angel!" I yelled. He chuckled and shook his head.
We just spent the rest of the time messing around.
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We got home and Harry helped me limp into the house, after that douche tripped me. I sat down on the couch.
I stared at Louis as he stared intensively at the TV screen watching a football game. "Good to see you too, Lou?" I said.
"Hey" he responded, nudging his head towards me, but still hooked on the TV. I huffed and grabbed the remote, switching the channel to America's Next Top Model. He snapped his head to look at me. "What do you want?" He said, unamused.
"I'm hooome!" I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
"I see that" He said. "Now change it back before I miss anything important." He snatched the remote from my hands and changed it back.
Whatever. I stood up. "So um Thanks for the ride home. Yeah, I'm gonna go take a shower, so yeaaah" I said to Harry and spun around, walking towards the bathroom.
He grabbed my arm. "Wait!" He yelled.
"What?" I said startled. He looked like he was contemplating something, then loosened his grip. "N-nothing" He let go and rubbed the back if his neck. Alright?
I shrugged and continued towards the bathroom.
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HARRY'S POV
It was 6 AM. I knew I should be asleep, but I had to finish this.
I held the pencil in my mouth thinking hard. I finally scribbled down the last few words. Okay. I've been working on this, well since I started liking Carter. I've been writing non-stop and I finally finished. It's gonna be such a surprise for her. I left an adress on a piece of paper by her car keys.
I really hope she likes it.
AUTHORS NOTES: Ahaha, yeah I looked at my last updated date and I was like HOLY SHIT and started writing. LMAO I'm hella late. Here sorry, I'll do chapter 15 sooner too. Btw comment. Left a sorta maybe kinda cliffhanger?
What you think the surprise is?
Mm, what about Carter and Harry's relationship?
And when the fuck is Louis goin home? -.-
Lmao byee ^.^

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FanfictionCarter Brooks,the young and beautiful 16 year old, is stuck with Harry styles, the handsome 17 year old British exchange student. They push each others buttons constantly, but theres a connection and they know it. What happens when there time is up...