Chapter 5 - "Tell me you love me, even if it's a lie."

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                                                  Alex's POV

2 weeks. I've been in London 2 weeks now. It's been a great 2 weeks, I've spent them with Harry, Jordan, Mum, and Dad. I've also met Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, and Liam Payne. Everything has been great.

But there's one problem, Harry wants to visit mum and dad.

Oh yeah, and Carter's funeral is next week.

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"Ugly. Ugly. Ugly." I frowned at my mirror, which held a reflection of me. "You're not ugly. You're the exact opposite, Carter. You are beautiful."  Harry said, as he stood on the door frame. 

"I just hate how I look. I hate how I feel." I frowned, sitting on Harry's bed. "Are you Carter's evil twin sister or something? Cause Carter always feels great, has a positive attitude, and always believes she's pretty." He said, sitting on the other side of his bed.

I chuckled. If only you knew, I am Carter's evil twin sister. Just like all the fairytales, I'm the mean, and ugly one. And she is- was the princess. She even had her own perfect prince, with the perfect curls, and the perfect eyes, and the perfect everything.

Alex, he loves Carter, not you. Don't get attached to this guy.

"Do you want to go to a café?" He smiled. Perfect smile. Perfect, bleach white, adorable, smile. "Yes." I smiled back.

"Okay, get dressed, love." 

"Okay." I smiled at him. What a beautiful face he has. Why is he so flawless? Okay, he has one or two flaws, but I don't even notice. His face is perfect. His body is perfect. His personality is perfect. What more can I ask for? Maybe for him to love me and not Carter, yes?

"Cough cough." He fake coughed to get my attention. I could feel my face burning up. Idiot, you have been staring at him for like 5 minutes! "Oh, uh, hi." I waved, knowing I had my tomatoe face.

"Are you done staring at my face?" He chuckled, putting the back of his rigth hand on my cheek. "I was not starring at your face!" I giggled. Can this guy get anymore perfect?

"Yes you where!" He chuckled, again. His laugh is even perfect! "Can we just lay here?" He turned kinda pink, looking at his lap.

I layed on his bed and patted the spot next to me. "Come on."

He grinned and lyed next to me. 

I hug him tightly, as he returned the hug. Now, we where wrapped up in each other's arms, lying on his bed, with our faces only inches away. "I love you, Carter." Harry whispered. "I-I" I stutuered. What am I going to say?

"I like you too, Harry." I put my head on his bicep. "Like.." He clicked his tongue and looked away.

"You don't want me to say a lie, do you?" I looked up at his beautiful emerald eyes. I could stare at those eyes for the rest of my life.

"As long as you tell me you love me." His strong British accent said. "Until, I love you." I burried my face in his chest. 

"You're giving me a chance?" He asked, happily.

"Yeah. I guess I am.." 

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 "HARRRRYYY!" Someone yelled. I heard Harry groan, I just hugged him harder.

Harry and I fell asleep after talking about our favorite foods. I couldn't say my favorite foods, because Carter and I never had the same taste in food, music, or clothing. I had to say he faorite foods. Why? Becaause Harry loves this girl, I am pretty sure he knows what her favorite foods are.

 "Harry, Carter- Woah." Louis smirked as he entered Harold's room. Harry had his right arm around my waist, and his left arm supporting my back. "What?" Harry smirked in return.

"What did you guys do while I was gone?" Louis laughed. "Haha, very funny!" I threw a pillow at him.

"Very funny." Louis giggled like a little girl. "Can you leave?" Harry asked, running a hand threw his hair.

"Yeah, I'll give you two some alone time." He winked, closing the door behind him. "Why'd you tell him to leave?" I looked up at Harry, whom was already looking at me.

"Can you do me a favor?" He asked, ignoring my last question. "Sure." I replied, hugging him tightly.

"Anything?

"Slow down there, Cowboy. What do you mean by anything?" I asked, thinking of the worst. What if he wants to get laid?

Oh god, Alex, calm down.

Shut up, Alex, I'm just thinking. It's not like I want to do that bullshit with him. 

Sure you don't.

I DON'T.

Whatever.

"Tell me you love me, even if it's a lie. I want to here it in your voice, and your voice only." He spoke. His voice cracked a couple of times in that one sentence. 

"Hmm.." I spoke aloud so he can know that I was thinking. "Carter!" Harry moaned.

"What the-" 

"In three.. Two.. One.." Harry said looking at his watch. Exactly when he said one Louis busted in screaming, "Are you guys having sex?!" 

"NO. WE ARE NOT." I turned tomato red, yet again. "Then why are you blushing?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Cause, that's an awkward question."

"Mhhm." He evilly grinned. "And what if we where, why would you burst in like that?" I asked. Why would he?

"Oh, ugh hm." He cleared his throat, and he was turning a bit pink himslef. "Why?" I asked.

"Beacuase I did that once." Harry said smiling proudly. 

"You-"

"Yes."

"And he-"

"Yes."

"Woah."

"We know." They chorused. 

"Carter, since you told me you don't remember some stuff, let's refresh your memorie, yes?" Louis sat on the bed, as I sat up with him.

"Tell me, Carter." Harry tugged on my shirt. "Once I feel it." I replied.

"You don't have to feel it. "

"Harry," I sighed.

"Okay.. What do start with?" Louis asked, breaking mine and Harold's conversation.

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Hello 

Okay, I need someone to help me. I know how this story begins, and ends, but i don't know what to put in the middle. Comment any ideas? 'll consider them 

Ugh, so I'm a HUGE fan of Playback and Johnny Maxwell (My best friend's/Crush's cousin ;3) is my favorite. So earlier on Twitter they where doing #AskPlayback and Johnny was doing #AskJohnny, and I sent him literally over 100 tweets until I reached my tweet limit and he didn't reply or follow so I'm like mad/sad right nowwwwwwwwwwwww.

Finally me brother let's, me use the computer -.-

Sorry this chapter isn't so long, yet again, not my best work.

Nene and I haven't been posting chapters in hella long because of school and because my brother doesn't let me use the laptop that much and because when we try to write we always get destarcetd, but anyways, DON'T FORGET TO READ MY OTHER BOOKS, AND READ @theonedizzlers' BOOKS THEY ARE TRUELY AMAZINGGGGGG 

VOTE, FAN, COMMENTTTTTTTTTTTT ETC. ETCCCCC. 

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