Going for the Gold

Carson is a 17 year old that has only been surrounded by gymnastics. With the Olympics coming up, she is pressured into perfecting each routine for trials. One day, when her mom couldn't pick her up, she was forced into taking the subway. In the one cart she decided to sit in, she met someone that would change her life forever. Will Carson go to the Olympics and get the gold she has been practicing years for with that special someone by her side?


15. Letting It Out


I heard a knock on my door a few hours later after my mom and I’s talk. We had been watching tv when I went to answer the door. I opened it to see my Niall, he changed into a pair of jeans and a white polo.

“Hello,” he greeted me grabbing my hand and kissing the top of it.

“Hello my love” I blushed.

I opened the door for him to come in and we both sat on a couch.

“Hello Ms. Johnson” Niall said with a small wave.

“Hello dear,” my mom smiled.

“The boys and I were going out to dinner soon and we wanted to invite you lovely ladies”

“Shut up” I said pushing his shoulder.

“Oh thanks dear, but I’m going to stay in. Tomorrow is going to be a big day and I want to relax. Carson you can, but bed time is at 10.”

“Got it” I said standing up, “Let me change and I’ll meet you at your room?”

“Sounds good,” he kissed my cheek and left.

I packed only one dress so I would have to wear it twice. I slipped my muscular body into my white lace dress and my mom helped me curl my hair a little. I put on a little makeup and I was ready to go.

“Be careful. Love you!” she called as I shut the door.

I knocked on one of the two doors and a very tired Zayn answered the door. His head perked up when he saw me.

“Is Niall in this room?”

“Uh-Uh he’s in the other” he stuttered.

I took a step to the side and knocked on the other door. Liam and Zayn left their room and joined me in front of Nialls door.

“Man shut up! Don’t say that” I heard one of them, I think Niall yell through the door.

I looked over and Liam and Zayn but they both shrugged their shoulders.

Niall opened the door out of breath.

“Sorry, we’re almost ready” and he shut the door on us.

“Okay?” I said stepping back.

“You look lovely Carson” Liam smiled and Zayn agreed.

“Thanks,” I blushed.

“Wanna go to the fountain and wait downstairs?” I asked. I didn’t want to stand in the hallway. Who knew when they’d be ready.

“Yeah I don’t wanna stand here.”

We got into an elevator with a few teenage girls who freaked out once they saw the two. They both sighed.

“Hello,” I smiled at them.

“Who are you?” One asked casually…I didn’t sense any attitude with the question.


“Nialls girl” Liam laughed poking my cheek.

“Oh my god, you’re his girlfriend” the other girl said getting excited.

“Yes” I said getting embarrassed.

This was going to be my life now.

“You’re the one from the interview?”

“That’s me” I smiled.

“You’re so pretty and lucky!” they giggled.

“I’m very lucky. And thank you.”

Whenever I imagined fans, I figured they would be rude, but these girls were sweet.

“Want autographs?” Liam offered.

“Yes!” They almost yelled.

They had a fly for the gymnastics meet so they used that. They both passed the sheet to Liam, then Zayn, them me.

“You want mine?” I asked shocked.

“Of course!”

I signed my first autograph.

The elevator door opened and we said bye to the girls and sat around the fountain. It was all marble and beautiful.

“I’m hungry” Zayn complained.

“Me too” I said grabbing my growling stomach.

“Are you nervous?” Liam asked throwing a penny into the fountain.

“Yes my nerves are getting worse by the hour. But whatever happens, happens”

“We got you” Zayn winked.

The elevator door opened and Harry and Niall were obviously fighting, but quickly stopped when they saw us. Niall took my breath away. He changed into a sweater vest with black pants. He styled his hair up and looked absolutely hot.

“Wow,” he smiled observing me.

“Wow to you,” I said kissing him.

“Can we go?” Zayn moaned.

“Lets go,” Harry said walking beside us and leading us outside.

There was a car ready for us and we all got in. Harry and Louis were quiet most of the ride, so Liam, Zayn, Niall, and I talked.

We pulled up to this Italian restaurant that was adorable. Niall helped me out and I followed them inside.

“Table for 6” Louis said to the host and we were instantly seated. I was used to waiting at least 15 minutes.

We sat down and got ours orders taken instantly. We all small talked. They were telling me about their upcoming tour in the winter and I talked to them about gymnastics. Our food came and we began eating. There was so much food I couldn’t eat it all. I wasn’t supposed to be eating carbs either.

“So Carson…” Harry began but ate a piece of bread.



Niall eyed him but went back to eating. Something happened that was causing conflict between these two and it was annoying. We finished and went straight home. I wanted to at least go out before I was on lock down but they were all tired from the plane ride.

Paparazzi followed us and took pictures. The world was out about Niall and I so I expected to be in all the magazines. I could see the headline. “Niall Horan’s Possible Lover? Seen Together At Restaurant”

This was the sacrifice for being with Niall.

“Wanna go to the roof? He asked as we got to our floor.

All the boys went to their rooms.


He grabbed my hand we walked up the few flights of stairs, which didn’t feel too great because I was in heels. The wind instantly greeted us and I had to keep my dress down. We sat on the ledge of the hotel, our legs dangling lifelessly underneath us.

“What’s going on with you and Harry?” I asked putting my hand on his.

He sighed.

“He’s got an attitude I don’t know he’s never like this”

I knew that he knew what the problem was and wasn’t telling me.

“Oh,” I said giving him a break. If I was mean, I would have got it out of him.

We enjoyed looking at the few stars that shown through the city lights.

“What happened to your Dad?” he asked turning to me.

I took a deep breath. I never talked to anyone about him. Then again, I didn’t have very many friends anymore.

“Uhm” I said my voice already shaky.

“You don’t have to say” he said trying to take it back.

“Two years ago he and my mom got in a big fight one night. She thought he was cheating on her with one of his office workers. I can remember them screaming at each other” I felt on tear slide down my cheek.

“My brother Andrew held me in his bed and comforted me while we heard them yelling at each other. We heard my dad yell, ‘That’s it, I’m done,’ and we heard the front door slam. We ran downstairs to see my mom hysterically crying. I was 15 and my brother was 18 and my older sister was in college. We all sat in the living room and cried, even Andrew. That was one of the two times I saw him cry. About an hour later, the police showed up to the door. I can remember him saying, ‘We need you to identify a body. We believe your husband died in a car accident’. I couldn’t believe what they were saying. It seemed so unlikely, like something that would happen on a soap opera or something,”

I took a big breath. Niall kept all this focus on me, truly listening.

“My mom went down to the scene leaving me and my brother at home. We waited and about four hours later my mom came into the door, black stained under her eyes. I knew he was the man in the accident. She just shook her head and said “Daddy’s gone”. That night we all laid in my mom’s bed and cried our eyes out. In the car, there was a note that said “I’ve always loved you”. The funeral was a few days later.”

I started to fully cried.

“Shh” Niall said grabbing me into his arms.

“I’m so sorry Carson,”

I started shaking and he hugged me tighter. I couldn’t believe he was here for me, comforting me when I was at my weakest. I couldn’t be so lucky.

“Sorry” I awkwardly laughed wiping my nose.

“What for?” he asked confused.

“I stained your white vest with mascara” I pointed to the smudgy blackness on his shoulder.

“Oh well,” he kissed me and took me back down to our floor. Harry was sitting on the floor strumming a guitar. Louis must have gotten annoyed with the guitar and kicked him out.

“What happened?” Harry said standing up and walking to us, “Did you break up?”

“Shut up asshole” Niall spat at him and hugged me.

I mouthed what at Harry and he rolled his eyes and went into his room.

“I better get to bed,” I sighed.

“Okay darling. See you tomorrow?”

“Of course”

We kissed goodnight. I walked into my room and my mom was passed out on the couch. I didn’t feel like waking her up so I dressed in my pajamas and went to bed. 

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