Stella Carter was somewhat the Hannah Montana of the Outerbanks, she had the best of both worlds. Although, without the good relationships with the Kooks.
When the Summer she was promised to have a good time the whole time, became a task to survive...
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12. DIVER DOWN, FOOL ༉‧₊˚✧ --- 𝙰𝙲𝚃 𝙾𝙽𝙴, 𝙶𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙴𝙽 ❝ and if i may just take your breathe away. ❞
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𝓢AM watched between the gap of the large curtains, ignoring the small chatter behind him as he watched JJ take hold of the girls hand to support her into the back of the van. "That's so dodgy— I mean, the guy could have rats living in the back of that thing," He admitted before turning away from the window and plopping down on the sofa beside Kelce.
"Hey, man, didn't Rafe take dibs first," He started laughing at his joke whilst Sarah and Topper joined in a little, the curly haired boy shoving Kelce's head away as Rafe ignored his friends.
"Your bathroom is bigger than my room back home," Harry chuckled to himself as he walked out of the bathroom door, everyone giving a small laugh to his joke, except Sam. "Has Leilani gone already?" He asked.
"Yeah she said her dad wanted her," Sarah smiled, glad to have a girl best friend in their friend group. "Anyway, we should find you a girlfriend Sammy," She added and buried her head deeper into Toppers shoulder dip.
"Sam already has a girlfriend, doesn't he?" Harry perched up as Sam rolled his head back and groaned, pulling his hands over his face in frustration as the rest of the Kooks looked to him in confusion. "Right— the girl on the balcony,"
"The girl on the balcony!" Topper pretty much cackled he found the nickname funny, the others soon joining in except Harry and Sam. Harry raised his brows as Sam continued to hide his face, muttering small 'fuck me's in a sarcastic way.
"Who's the girl on the balcony, D'Terra?" Rafe laughed and rubbed his hands cheekily through the curly boys hair. Sam swatted his hand away before narrowing his eyes at his cousin. "C'mon Sam, who are we gonna tell?" He snorted.
"He doesn't have to tell us if he doesn't want to," Sarah smiled to Sam as Topper and Rafe raised their brows at the girl. ("Shut up Sarah—") Rafe motioned his hand at his sister without even looking at her. "You shut up!" She bickered.
"There is no girl on the balcony," Sam finally said as he removed his hands and clearly rolled his eyes. "Harry's from England, where they do shitty plays— no offence, Harry," Sam said, honestly not bothered if his cousin took offence.
"All offence taken mate," Harry chuckled slightly, sitting back in a lone chair whilst he pulled up one leg sideways on top the other.
"Well, I want some sea food," Topper lightly slapped his hand onto Sarah's knee before getting up. Not long after, everyone agreed and followed after him.
