Stuck with One Direction

Chapter 34

Carter's P.O.V

"Well, we don't have to go home, we can go somewhere else, any place, you just name it." Niall says and I pull away from him, shaking my head.

"No Niall, I don't want to leave this place. I want to stay here." I tell him which only causes him to be more confused by me.

"Uh, I-"

"My dad wants to take me with him back to the US." I cut him off to clear his confusion and his eyes widen wide as possible they can.

"What?!" He yells making everybody look at him which is really bad because some people recognize him.

He helps me get up and we quickly come out of the ice cream shop, making our way to his car. He opens the door for me and runs to the other side at the moment I get into the passenger's seat.

"They are going to hate me for that." He says, nervously chuckling, and I wipe my tears.

"I'm sorry, go, I'll stay here, I don't want you seeing me like this anyways." I sniffle and he lets out a laugh.

"Do you really think I'm going to leave you like this? I'll apologize to them later, but at moment you are my first priority." He grabs my hand and gives me a reassuring smile.

"I'm going to take you somewhere. I think you will like it there." He starts the car, letting go of my hand for a second but then he grabs it again, and I faintly smile at him.

"Will there be food there?" I joke, letting out a small laugh making him smile at me.

"Now there will be," he gives a squeeze to my hand and I lean on the seat, feeling more calm.

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Niall stops the car and tells me to stay inside and wait for him to come back. He opens the truck and takes the stuff he bought on the way here, which I'm guessing it's food.

I look at the beach in front of me and smile at it's beauty. I haven't been here for so long. It's noon so there aren't that much of people in here. The door opens and Niall gives me his hand which I take.

I come out of the car and I notice Niall have in his hand a picnic basket. We walk in hand in hand to the beach, looking for the perfect place to sit at, and I look at Niall, smiling. It's really sweet from him to do this for me so as stupid it sounds in return I let him hold my hand. It actually doesn't feel that bad.

We find a nice spot, far from the people, and Niall lets go of my hand to set up everything.

He bents down as he puts the basket down and takes out a blanket. He spreads it on the sand and sits on top of it, grabbing my hand to help me sit down even though I don't need any help.

He takes his basketball cap off and runs his hand through his blond hair. "Now, tell me what happened." He brings his legs up and folds his arm over his chest, placing them on top of his knees. He rest his cheek against his arms and looks at me, finally being comfortable so I can start.

"Well, my dad said he wants me back in the US with him, he has even applied me to some universities there." I tell him and his eyes widen.

"He has?" He murmurs and I nod.

"But why?" He frowns and I sigh.

"He said he misses me and..." I bite my lip and close my eyes as I huff.

"And he doesn't like the fact that I live in a house full of-"

"Guys." He completes me and I nod, letting out another sigh.