My Bestfriend's Brother

Hi, my names Carter Chance. Im 17, Ive got brown hair and brown eyes.I have one brother,his name is Greyson. Well, I moved to Doncaster this summer . About a couple of days later,when we were all moved in and settled down,there was a knock on the door.'I got it!' I yelled to my mom,who was in the kitchen. I opened the door there was our neighbors.The Tomlinson.

***Her brother is Greyson Chance in this but he isn't famous***

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16. Chapter sixteen

-Carter's POV- "Thank you for coming! It was fun!" My Dad said to the Fletcher's,who were walking out the door. "Thanks for inviting us!" The mother, Patricia, said. "Bye Greyson!" Tilli said and hugged him. He hugged her too. It was cute. "Bye." He said. The door shut and he yelled. "YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!" He was also doing a little dance. I laughed. "You go, little bro!" I said. "What are you a rapper now?" I said. We were laughing. I then got a text. From: LouBoo: 'Hey, are you missing anything' I looked down. Still got my necklace on so that's not it. 'Not that I know of.' 'Hurtful! You don't miss me?' I laughed. 'Yes I do!:P' 'Well,you forgot your glasses. Do you want me to drop them off?' 'Sure be there in a sec.' I went upstairs and sat down on my couch. But I missed and fell face first. I landed with a 'umph' sound. I rolled over and saw a box under my couch. What is that? I reached under and pulled it out. Dang me for not putting a label on this box. I sat down, cross-legged, on my floor. I opened the box and pulled out my old yearbook. I flipped through a couple pages and then sat it down. Next thing was a box. I opened it and there were the silver softball earrings my grandpa gave me. I sat them on my end table. The last thing was a shoe box from my hightops. I sat it in my lap and opened it. The baseball me and Fabian used to play with. I held it in my hands and started to tear up. I pulled out the next thing. The white right hightop. We had drawn all kinds of things on it. The last thing. It made the tears pour out. Quickly too. The picture of us when I was six and he was Eleven. Then next to it, in the same frame,was our most recent picture. It was taken almost two years ago. I hugged it tight as I curled into a ball on the floor, making a huge puddle from my tears. They just wouldn't stop.soon I heard Louis come in. He ran over and scooped me up. He hugged me until I had calmed down a little. "What's wrong babe?" He asked. I handed him the picture of him. -Louis POV- Why is there a little carter with a tall Greyson? Oh wait. That's not Greyson,maybe she had another brother. I looked over on the other side. She looks about fourteen or fifteen here. This had to be her brother. He looks just like her and Greyson. I don't know if he is dead,or what. I'm assuming he passed. The little caption says 'Carter and Fabian '96' the one next to it says the same,except 2010'. I was holding her so she would calm down,which was working. I looked over and spread across the floor was a right side white shoe, and a baseball and glove. "If you ever need me, you know I'm here. So is Haz too." I told her. She nodded and forced a smile. "My dad will explain, don't ask mom. She will break down. There's a chance Greyson will too. Oh and no pun intended." She said. I laughed. "Get some rest. I love you." I said and kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes and I walked down stairs to see her dad. "Hey Mr.Chance, can I ask you a question?" I asked. "Sure! What is it?" "It's about,uh,Fabian."

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