*Isabelle's POV*
Did Carter like me? It seemed impossible. But it seemed possible at the same time. I slowly moved my hand away.
"Sorry." He says.
"It's no big deal."
I stand up and go to my bags and start unpacking. I get my clothes first, and start hanging them up in the closet.
"So, what do you need help with?" Carter asked while standing up.
"Umm, you could just hand me clothes and I'll hang them up."
"Okay!!"
He walks to the suitcase and starts getting my shirts, jeans, leggings, and everything that's in there. But the bad thing was, it was quiet.
"Do you want some music?" I asked.
"That would be awesome, yeah!"
I looked through my bags to find which one has my speakers. I found them, and I plugged my phone into it and turned it on. Carter started singing, and so did I.
"You're a good singer." Carter said.
"Thank you." I said with a smile. When the song was over, Carter came behind me and put his arms around my waist, and laid his chin on my shoulder.
"So, when we're done here, do you wanna go hang out?"
OMG NO WAY!!!
"Uh, yeah. I would love to."
He smiled.
"Great."
He kissed my cheek and let go of me. I started unpacking everything else. When I was done, I was amazed how my room looked. It was perfect. White floor, light blue walls, and it was my dream room. I laid down on the bed, facing the ceiling. I felt a dip in the bed, so I imagined that Carter was right next to me. I turned my head to the left. Carter was there.
"So, where do you want to hang out at?" Carter asked.
"I have never been to North Carolina, I have no idea what is here to do. You pick."
