"Do you want some water?" I asked Cara Rose tenderly. She replied with a quick yes and I was off to the kitchen to go get her some water. I went straight for the cabinet above the dishwasher and grabbed two plastic cups. Walking over to the fridge, I noticed that there were a million strawberry tops cut off in the sink, or what looked like a million. Looks like Liam is becoming unhealthy with the amount of strawberries he is eating. Don't get me wrong, strawberries are healthy and all but there really should be a limit on how many you should eat. Everything is unhealthy if you get too much of it. I should probably tell him to cut back on his strawberry intake because... that is just unhealthy. I like mangoes the way he likes strawberries... and I get how hard it is to control how much you eat. You just want to keep on eating more and more until you feel sick. Mangoes... they always taste best when we are in Brazil. Probably because they come from Brazil. I wish mangoes were everywhere, because strawberries are everywhere. Sure strawberries have an off season but they can still grow. With mangoes though... they need to be grown in a tropical place and there are not many tropical places around. I want a mango... Shaking my head at how off track i've gotten, I begin to fill up each water cup with ice. The ice makes loud noises as it dumps itself into the cups. Soon the water cups are completely filled with ice and water.
I walk back into the living room. I begin my way to where Cara Rose sits and extend my arm fully out so that she can take the cup. Looking straight into her blue, almost green, eyes, I take one more step closer so that she can reach the cup but I trip over the coffee table. Cara Rose gasps when the water made contact with her skin. Niall turns on the lights seconds later and I look at the damage i've done. Hold shit! Cara Rose has a white shirt on... and it's wet and... there isn't anything beneath it... My eyes quickly flit away from where Cara Rose sits. The boys all do the same as me and look away. Cara Rose stands up and looks at all of us briefly and then she runs. I hear her light footsteps enter one of our temporary bedrooms.
"Fuck," I curse. All the lads have similar reactions.
"What should we do?" Louis asks numbly.
"I have no idea..." I trail off looking Louis dead on. His eyes find interest in his shoes after looking into my intense gaze.
"Where did she run to?" Niall asked. I shrugged my shoulders at him because I have no idea who's' room she ran off to.
"I think it was mine," Zayn says raising his hand slightly. Liam tells him to go check on Cara Rose so that nothing 'bad' happens to her. Cara Rose is a big girl. She can handle herself just fine. Cara Rose doesn't need a 'baby sitter' with her all the time. Sometimes people need alone time and they just want to be away from everything and everyone. I know I get like that and I think that Cara Rose is feeling like that right now... or maybe i'm wrong. Maybe she is just dying for some kind of attention. It sounds like she hasn't really ever had anybody's attention before and so maybe now that she has someones attention, she will do whatever it take to have that attention. Cara Rose has been in darkness all her life and now she has people who care. I think Niall and Lou care about her now. About an hour ago they didn't, or at least it didn't sound like they did, but I think my little 'chat' with them straitened them out and I think I might of forgiven them. I can't stay mad at my best mates forever. I know that Zayn cares for her, otherwise he wouldn't have gone with her right now. Liam defiantly cares for her. It's just in his nature to be protective and caring toward people. And me. I care for her. I care for all women because that is just how I was raised. My mother always taught me that men are meant to be the protectors over women. I was raised to always defend women and always put women above everything else. I guess growing up with two women really did have its effects on me.
"What just happened?" Liam mumbled to no one in particular. I just shook my head at this. I cant believe I did that to Cara Rose. It was a complete accident but 'sorry' can't always make things better. I can't just say sorry to her and think that she will be fine afterwards. No! I fucked up. I should have been more careful. I shouldn't of been looking at her and instead I should have been looking at where my feet were traveling. I can't believe how stupid I was! Just waltzing into the room and just went right on up to Cara Rose and tripped over that damn coffee table which resulted in me spilling ice cold water all over her! And she only had a fucking white shirt on! That was such a stupid thing for me to do. I can't believe myself. I am completely, utterly disgusted with my actions. I would be beyond mad if somebody did that to me, if I was a girl. I just showed the lads her boobs! I would be so pissed if I were in her shoes.
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