*Carters POV*
I moved my hand slowly to Isabelle's. I hope I wasn't rushing this. I hadn't asked her out, and I was already trying to hold her hand. As I touched it, she looked at me, and I looked back at her. She held my hand as well.
YES! I wasn't rushing this.
"So why'd you just want to hang out?" She asked me.
I couldn't tell her I liked her.
"I just think you should get to know this place."
She smiled at me.
*Isabelle's POV*
Okay, it's official. I like him, and he likes me. How do I tell him I like him though? Do I wait until he tells me? Or do I just tell him?
"So, do you want to go to the mall?" He asked.
"Sure! But, I don't have money."
"You don't have to worry about money, honey." He said.
I let out a small laugh.
"You sure?" I asked.
"Yes. I'm sure."
I then remembered, I told Zoe I would call her.
CRAP! I thought.
"Crap what?" Carter asked.
"Oh, did I say that out loud?" I asked.
He nodded.
"Well, I told my best friend Zoe I would call her when I got here. But I forgot to."
"You can call her now, I won't mind."
I smiled at him.
"Thanks."
I let go of his hand and called her.
"Hey Zoe Boey." I said. I have called her that for a while, and it kinda stuck.
"Hey Izz Fizz." She said. That one was because I loved soda, so she got the idea to call me the fizz from it.
"I've been in town for a couple hours now, I just forgot to call you. Ya know, unpacking and stuff."
"Yeah, I understand. So have you met anyone?" She asked.
"Actually, yes. I met someone on the plane."
"Oh yeah? And who's that?"
"You won't ever believe me."
"Why?"
"Because I met Carter Reynolds."
"You did not!!"
"I told you you wouldn't believe me!"
"Prove it!!"
"Okay I will!"
I put the phone on speaker.
"Carter say hi!" I said to him.
"Uh, hi?" He said.
Zoe just squealed.
"I told you!"
I put the phone off speaker. Zoe and I talked until we reached the mall.
"Zoe I gotta go. I'll talk to you later."
"Okay, bye."
She hung up and I put my phone in my pocket.
"Ready?" Carter asked.
I smiled and nodded. Carter got out and he ran over to my side before I got out, and he opened my door.
"Thank you!" I said.
"You're welcome."
He held out his hand for me to grab it. I did. We went into the mall, when about 4 girls came over super excited.
"Hey you're Carter Reynolds!" One said.
"That I am."
I saw another girl look down and notice Carter and I are holding hands. She gave me a dirty look.
"Can we have an autograph?!" Another said.
"Course." He said.
A couple of them had a MagCon shirt on and he signed the back of the shirt. The others didn't, so they just took a picture. Carter and I ended up not holding hands anymore so he could take the pictures. One of them (the one that gave me a dirty look) kissed his cheek. I was SO angry!! They finally went away.
"Now are you ready?" He asked.
"Possibly."
He grabbed my hand again, and we started walking. I thought:
'Why are we holding hands? We aren't dating.'
I don't have a problem with it. But just, why?
"Hey Carter?" I ask.
"Yes'm?" He says.
"I don't have a problem with this, but why are you holding my hand?"
