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Chapter 4

"He drives to school every morning, while I walk alone in the rain," -I would by One Direction

H A R R Y S  P O V

It was Sunday and my mum had went to church with my sister. I was left in the house alone and there was no more vodka in the cupboards, so I saw no point staying in the dreadful place. There was nothing appetizing in the fridge anyways.

I drove my car around town, looking for something interesting to do to drown away this self pity. I wanted to forget about my shity life, just for a second.

I drove pass at least 3 bars, tempted to go in, but not really in the mood for drinking. And I remembered a quote from a book I was reading for English, "All problems become smaller if you don't dodge them but confront them." Somehow, I found myself back where I started, at Carter's house. I sat on her deck for about an hour or so, thinking about what to say to her. Coming up with some stupid apology, hoping she would accept.

I started reading a novel on my phone, scrolling through the tragic love story. Of course, in books, they always end the same. Everyone is happy. But I hate them because they're not fucking true. Relationships are like hell, they always end the same way. In the end, someone is disappointed. What's the point of marriage if there's divorce. Relationships are a big waste of time.

I check the time, 10:41 am, and I think I have my speech put together. I hope I'll actually get something out of this stupid apology. Maybe she'll let me fuck her. I scold myself for thinking this. This is exactly what got you into this mess. My conscience reminds me. Keep your shit together.

I ring the doorbell, no answer. I guess she's not home. But I put too much damn time into that speech to let it go to waste. I sat back down on the stairs, opening up the Notes app on my phone. I begin to type out the speech, not wanting to forget it. When I'm done, I read it over and over, trying to memorize it.

"Harry." she says, grabbing my attention.

"Carter." I said, standing up.

"Harry, what the hell are you doing here." she starts.

"Please, can we just talk." I touch her hand.

She pulls her hand away, ouch.

"Come back when you can keep your dick in your pants." she sasses, walking pass me.

I bite my lip, trying not to smirk. I turn on my heel, graping her arm tightly. She trys to pull away but I just tighten my grip. She gives up, but has a look of disapproval on her face.

"Let me go, Harry." she warns.

"Please, listen to me." I plead.

"Fine." she sighs, sitting on the stairs.

I take a seat next to her. I pulled out my phone, quickly practicing the speech in my head once more. I started reading it out loud to her.

"Carter, I know that sometimes I can be an ass hole,  I can't help it. And I'm sorry, but please, give me another chance. When I'm with you, I'm not the same. I look forward to our little sessions after school. And I love talking to you. And this is the first time I've ever told this to a girl, but I love you, and I need you in my life, no matter how much I deny it. So, please, forgive me?" I beg.

I put the phone down and lift my head up to look at her. I look into her eyes to see what she is feeling, to try to get some sort of reaction from her. I see a hint of sadness in her beautiful eyes. But, its quickly replaced with hope. The frown on her face fades away. I cup her face in my hands. She slowly leans a little closer. Me, being impatient, I smash my lips into hers. I feel her smile and she kisses back. I am relieved that she accepted me again. When she pulls away, I take in her smile. She's my whole world.

N I A L L S  P O V

I was walking back home, looking around for any sight of Steph. She wasn't at the house when I got there. I was a bit happy she wasn't there. How could she lie to Carter, what's the point? They jut met. I know Steph has been through a lot, but its not making any sense. Why would she do that?

By the time I got home, it was already noon so I decided to go practice at the park. I really didn't have anything to do. I couldn't get Carter out of my mind, no matter how hard I tried.

Every time I kicked the ball, Carter's voice popped into my head. I couldn't take it. She was driving me crazy. It was impossible to get her out of my head now. Images of Carter and Harry flooded my head and anger built up inside of me.

With every thought that came to mind, I kicked the ball harder. I could tell I kicked it a bit too hard when I picked it up and noticed it lost air. I threw it, as far as I can, pissed.

I needed to forget about the pain so I went to the one place I knew would help, the bar. I made my way through the sweaty bodies that were moving to the music. I sat at the counter, ordering the strongest drink I could think of. I knew I was under age, but I knew the bar tender. I quickly gulped down the liquid in front of me, the feeling burning my throat.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned on the stool, facing the girl. No doubt, she was sexy. Not as beautiful as Carter, but still pleasing. The outfit she wore gave me a great view of her cleavage, making me somewhat hard.

"Wanna dance" she yelled over the loud music.

I nodded and she pulled me towards the middle of the dance floor. I wrapped my hands around her waist as she pressed her backside against me, moving to the music.

"What the hell are you doing with my girlfriend Horan." a voice called behind.

I turned my head, greeted by Louis, one of Harry's friends. He was pissed. I smiled at the pissed look on his face. Here's the fun part.