Behind the Truth

Meet Harry Styles...

Harry Styles was one of the world's biggest heartthrobs of a certain British/Irish band called, 'One Direction'. All he ever wanted was someone to treat him well. Not as the famous celebrity, but as Harry.

He finds that when he meets Carter Hanson. A girl who has 2 jobs and is pretty much a nerd. She knows who he is, but doesn't treat him as if he were any different from herself. He's falling fast for a girl he's only just met. What he doesn't know, won't hurt him.

Meet Carter Hanson...

Carter's your typical quiet, shy 14 year old. From the outside, she seems completely happy, joyous, and carefree.

But her secrets beg to differ.


10. Forgiveness.

Harry's POV:


I was randomly playing with my phone on the sidewalk, hoping to be unseen of fans anywhere. I was planning on taking a walk to clear my head. It was one of Liam's advice for me, because of my writer's block. I looked up, and saw an empty sidewalk. I was basically the only one walking, except for some elderly couples that didn't recognize me at all.

"IS THAT HARRY STYLES!?" I heard a girl squeal. My eyes widened when I turned around, seeing at least 5-6 girls running towards me. Usually, I would stop and give them some pictures, but something told me to run before you get mobbed. So I did. I ran from them. I didn't know why, but I did.

I kept running, then slowly started to walk when I lost the fans halfway. I looked back and started to walk forward, when suddenly, I bumped into someone. I trampled back, with the other person falling at the opposite direction. "I'm so sorry!" I apologized, picking myself up to help the person.

"It's fine." It was a girl. I looked down, noticing that I had dropped her phone. It was cracked. Oh, no. I picked it up, looking around the cracked area. She groaned, "Aw man.."

"I'm so sorry. I'll get you-" I looked up, and she almost backed away out of shock. "C-Carter?"

She looked back at me, her eyes widening. "Uh, it-it's alright. I have to go." She turned away, taking her broken phone with her. I grabbed her wrist, making her turn around. "Carter! Wait."

"Sorry, Harry. Um, it looks like you have company." She pointed behind me and I turned, seeing the girls searching for me.

"Please, can we talk?" I begged. I didn't let her answer, so I grabbed her wrist and ran with her. I could hear that she followed me, so I continued to run without turning back.




When we finally reached a safe spot, I stopped, catching my breath. "You know, a celebrity like you wouldn't run from fans like that." I heard Carter say, breathing heavily.

"I needed to. I wasn't really in the mood to sign or smile for pictures." I panted, holding my knees.

We somehow ended up in front of my building. The doorman had already opened the door for us, and we both stepped in, thanking him. I led Carter up to the penthouse and she just stood there. "Come on, I won't bite." I told her.

"No, but you do avoid." She crossed her arms. I just nodded and pulled her in. She sat on the couch, waiting for anything to happen. I followed her to the couch, and it was silent.  I didn't really know what to say, so I was silent for a while.

"Well..?" She trailed her sound. "Why did you bring me here, Harry?"

I stayed shut. I didn't know what to say. What was I suppose to say? I'm sorry for knowing that you're 14? No, that's just stupid.

I took a deep breath, "I'm sorry for avoiding you and telling you that I was okay with it."

"So, you're not okay with it?" She inferred.

"No! Of course not! What I meant was... I don't know. I was stupid." I ran my hands through my hair. "I guess I was in too big a shock to believe it."

"I'm sorry too." She whispered. I turned to her, confused. "Why?"

"For mentioning it now when I had the chance to when we met." She bit her lip, her fingers fumbling on her lap. It was silent again, but luckily, was interrupted by the boys barging in.


"WHO'S READY TO WATCH SOME FOOT- Carter." Louis' smile disappeared once his eyes met Carter. The boys had started to yell their way in and instantly went silent once they saw me and Carter. "Harry...Carter...Harry...Carter..." Louis kept saying, trying to figure out the logic. "OH. Um, let's go boys, we should be heading to my room for some football." He gestured the boys to follow him and they smirked at me, giving me thumbs up . I rolled my eyes at them, and continued my conversation with Carter.

"C-Can we start over?" I suddenly blurted out, hoping she would agree. I didn't need the awkwardness anymore. I needed the cheeky, smiley Carter back. I wanted  things to get back to the way they were.

"How do we do that?" She sighed.

I exhaled, noticing that the boys were peeking at our conversation from the hall. They just nodded at me when I glanced back at Carter. "Hi, I'm Harry." I introduced myself. "You seem like a lovely girl and I was wondering if maybe we could, hang out sometime?"

She smiled, playing along with my act. "I would love to."

I chuckled, pulling her in for a hug. Seconds later, the boys barged in, cheering. "YAY! OLD HARRY IS BACK!" They chanted. We laughed as the boys pulled Carter in for a group hug.

She glanced at her watch, her eyes widening. "I have to go! I'm so sorry. I'm late for work." She waved to the boys and grabbed her stuff, heading her way towards the door.

"Wait!" I followed her. She turned around, waiting for me to say something. "I'll see you soon?"

She smiled, then nodded. She was almost about to leave when she turned back saying, "OH! ...and you owe me a new phone." She winked as she wiggled her broken, cracked phone in the air.

"I will."




What did you think? Still having a little bit of Writer's Block, but I hope this is alright so far. Thanks for the views so far! It means so much! Comments?

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