Hug Me?

Carter hasn't had a full life with things she wanted.

She got used to it.

Her likes are reading fan fictions and occasionally going on Omegle.

When she finds someone on Omegle that only lived 10 minutes away from here which is rare.

They planned to meet up sometime but Carter forgot all about that when she finds out that her parents die in a car crash.

She doesn't know what to do so she runs, she runs into the centre of London.

Cold and alone, a man finds her. A man not only other than Simon Cowell who is involved with a particular boy and named One Direction.

A story of Drama, Hate, Love and Life.

Follow Carter on her life story.

Yeah the summary is sucky but please please read the story and follow it!

I promise you will like it! Feel free to add input on what YOU think should happen in the comments!

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18. Chapter 17

(Previously on ‘Hug me?’)

 

Carter’s POV

 

Just then the doorbell went off.

 

“That must be him now. Can you get it?” Harry said trying not to laugh. What’s his problem?

 

I made my way over to the door and opened it wide. My jaw immediately dropped.

 

OH MY.

 

GINGERNESS

 

ED

 

SHEERAN.

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“Oh my god.” I was stunned.

 

“Um, Hi?” The ginger god said in front of me.

 

ED SHEERAN IS IN FRONT OF ME!

 

No body guards or nothing....

 

“Oh my god.” I repeated. He just stared at me like he didn’t know what was going on.

 

“Ed, this is Carter. She’s staying with Simon.” Harry said coming to the door, letting him in. I just stood there stunned.

 

“Nice to meet you Carter.” Ed smiled. He extended his hand and I let my hand fall into his. Oh my god.

 

Harry lead him to the living room. I just stood there, watching him leave the room.

 

Harry must have noticed me not following him because I felt his presence beside me again.

 

“Just try to be cool. Please?” He asked.

 

“Me? Be cool? I’m not exactly the ‘cool’ type Harry.” I whispered.

 

“I know. Come on.” He said as he grabbed my wrist, pulling me into the room with him. Ed was sitting on the couch making himself at home.

 

“I’m just going to shower before people get here.” Harry said and got up. He could sense my getting more nervous being alone with my idol so he smirked at me. I just shot him the death stare. When he left the room, it became silenced as I looked at the ground.

 

“So...” Ed started. I shot my head up at him.

 

“Do you want to help me with the drinks?” He asked.

 

“Uhh, I-I- um.. Sure.” I stuttered. Smooooooooth.

 

“It’s just in my car.” He said, gesturing to outside. I follow behind him out to his expensive car. Huh.. rich people and all their money. He opened the back and handed me a box. Wow. Only 30 people and this many drinks?

 

“So you and Harry huh?” He asked. Ugh, no.

 

“What do you mean?” I said playing the innocent card.

 

“He’s a good guy you know. I see the way she smirks at you and you try not to smile.” He winked. No no no he’s got it all wrong!

 

“Oh god no! He just a flirty dick.” I said, making Ed laugh.

 

“When he’s playful, if you know what I mean. But what about you? Your half smiles?” He asked as we entered the kitchen.

 

“I don’t even like him as a friend. He hates me so.” I can’t believe this is the conversation I’m having with Ed Sheeran. MY Ed Sheeran... That sounded a bit creepy. He set his box down on the counter and grabbed mine from me.

 

“He doesn’t hate you at all. He said you hated him but he didn’t know why.” He said. I grabbed the first bottle from the box. Vodka.

 

“What?” I asked. Ed was going to answer but Harry came into the room wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. I immediately looked away making Ed laugh. Oh god, his laugh is better in person.

 

“You’re still here? I would have thought Carter would have kidnapped you by now.” He said to Ed. Ed looked at me confused.

 

“I’m sort of a huge fan.” I shyly grinned. He blushed. Oh Ed. You make me blush too.

 

“Is that what you’re wearing? cause you should change.” Harry told me. I looked down and saw I was wearing some track pants and baggy T-shirt.

 

“Is that what you’re wearing?” I said pointing at his towel.

 

“No..” He glared.

 

“Cause you should change.” I said mocking his tone. Ed burst out laughing as I grinned and walked away leaving Harry rolling his eyes.

 

After about 10 minutes of deciding what to wear, I decided upon black skinny jeans and a plain shirt. This is what most ‘cool’ girls wear to a non-uniform school, right? I walked down stairs to see Ed and a newly changed Harry. He was wearing black jeans and a white shirt to go over that. For some reason it looks like what a guy would wear on a night out. They both stared at me as I entered making me instantly feel insecure.

 

“You can’t wear that!” Harry exclaimed. Great, now I’m feeling embarrassed. I just looked at him.

 

“I mean, It looks fine but you’re a host and you need to look over the top. I would know. I’ve been to many parties.” He told me.

 

“Mmm I’m sure.” I said whilst he pulled me back upstairs and into my room. I sat on my bed as he went over to my closet gracefully and opening. I watched him as his eyes scanned throughout everything.  He opened one of my drawers revealing my bras and underwears. I instantly blushed as he gave me a smirk.

 

“Just look where you’re supposed to look Harry.” I snapped getting another one of those dumb smirks from him again.

 

“Ah, This.” He said pulling out a black dress Eleanor picked out for me. It was all black, with it not being too low cut and it flaring out at my waist and going down to about my mid thigh. A little shorter than I’m used to but that's fine. Tonight is a new adventure for me.

 

After kicking Harry out, I put on the dress and stepped in front of the mirror. Wow. This dress made me look, wow. I looked so thin. It was unbelievable. Just then I heard a knock on my door.

 

“Come in!” I called, expecting it to be Harry. Instead Mena walked in. She was wearing a royal blue dress, sort of the same style as mine but hers had a sweetheart neckline.

 

“Oh my! Carter! You look amazing!” She exclaimed as if she was my best friend.

 

“Same to you Mena.” I smiled. Her hair was in perfect little ringlets and her makeup looked professional.

 

“Wow, where did you get your makeup?!” I asked her. I truly did look amazing.

 

“I did it!” She smiled.

 

“Wow, I wish i could do that!”

 

“I can do yours for you if you want.” She suggested.

 

“That would be great!” I said and she got started.

 

(40 Minutes Later)

 

In the 40 minutes, Mena managed to curl my hair and do my makeup identical to hers but in more of a smoky eye. I looked good. She made me look good.

 

“I love you so much! I love it! Thanks Mena!” I squealed giving her a big hug. She gladly accepted it.

 

“You look stunning! Love ya too! I’m glad we’re friends.” She squealed back. Friends? I have a friend! I probably shouldn’t get too excited over that but at my school, no one wanted to be friends with the girl that was only at that school for winning a contest... The music from down stairs started getting louder. The party must have already started.

 

“Well, shall we?” Mena said smiling brightly. Then he phone beeped. She looked down at it and her smile disappeared completely.

 

“Something wrong?” I asked concerned. She instantly put on a fake smile.

 

“Nope!” She said. Something was up.

 

“Lets go.” I said before we went down stairs, pretending I didn’t think anything was wrong.

 

“Crap.” I muttered under my breath, after making it about halfway down the stairs. There had to over 50 to 70 people here! There were people on the stairs, and everywhere!

 

“Hold on Mena, I’m going to talk to Harry.” I said, walking away to find him. I looked back to see Mena already making herself social.

 

I walked into Simon’s large kitchen, where most of the people were. Man, most people are already half way to piss drunk.. Thanks to Ed.

 

Speaking of Ed, I spotted him in the corner with a few guys and some girls. He looked partially sober so I decided upon asking him where Harry is at. I walked up to his little group. I’m a fearless B*tch. I’m kidding. I’m terrified.

 

“Um, Hi.” I started. The people he was talking to seemed friendly, even the girls, unlike some of these other nasties here..

 

“Carter! You look amazing! Harry picked that out?” Ed asked.

 

“Ooh, She’s a cute one.” One of the guys winked. I blushed then nodded towards what Ed said. I forgot I was wearing a dress that actually made me look socially decent.

 

“Is this who Harry is with now?” A curly haired blonde asked.

 

“Um, no.” I said shyly. They looked confused. What to be confused about?

 

“He’s still dating Brittany.” Ed rolled his eyes. No one seems to like Brittany. Harry doesn’t even seem too fond of her.

 

“Then who's this cutie?” A tall girl with long black hair said as she gave my shoulders a squeeze. She looked to be maybe 7 years older than me. This made me feel a bit uncomfortable.

 

“Oh, she’s living with Simon. She’s a host with Harry for all this.” Ed said taking another gulp of his beer.

 

“Speaking of Harry, Have you seen him?” I asked.

 

“Last time I saw him, he was out there.” Ed said pointing to the back patio where more people were.

 

“With Brittany.” One of the other guys added.

 

“Yeah, with Brittany.” Ed nodded. I decided I was done bugging them and went my own way. The place smelled like booze. I managed to get my way to the patio door with almost getting a piss drunk girl fall on me. Glad I was fast on my feet. I’ve never been to a party like this before.

 

I looked carefully by the door and spotted Harry and a familiar looking blonde girl making out at the far end.

 

Mentally pukes.

 

Didn’t need to see that.

 

“Heyyy sexyyy.” An unknown guy said to me. He was standing awfully close to me. His breath reeked of alcohol   

 

“Excuse me?” I snapped. He forcefully grabbed my wrists. That hurt. A lot.

 

“Cooooome onnn baabee, Don’tt bee thaaaaat way.” He slurred in my ear. I needed to leave. Now!

 

“Let me go!” I growled. I hate when people don’t consider people’s personal space.

 

“Maaaaaaan! I love the feistyyy!” He squeezed my wrists harder and tried to pull me away. I stayed planted where I was.

 

“Cooome on Baaby. I WANT YOU!” He then started leaving kisses down my neck. It felt so gross. Especially from him. I pushed his head back and he pushed me back. I gave him a ‘don’t mess with me’ look. It didn’t work. He was back against me. I was frozen. Shocked.

 

“Whyy dont we leave noww.” He tried.

 

“No! leave me the hell alone!!!” I screamed at him over the pounding music.

 

“PDA!” He randomly screamed. F*ck! No! He tried to attach himself to me again and I put my arms up in defense.

 

“WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU DOING TO HER?!” A familiar deep voice said. The guy immediately backed off.

 

Harry.

 

He pushed him away from me and I instantly grabbed onto his shirt for safety. He spun around and wrapped his arms around my waist. I felt protected. He shot the guy a glare and he backed away towards the door. After he was out of my view I still stood there hugging Harry, around the massive crowd of people.

 

“You look nice Carter.” He mumbled into my hair. I took a step back and stared at him. It felt weird having close contact with the one member that dislike the most. But right now, I couldn’t love someone more for getting me away from that creepo.

 

“I almost get raped and you tell me I look nice?” I laughed.

 

“HE TRIED TO RAPE YOU?!” He screamed over the loud music.

 

“Well, He tried to pull me away to leave somewhere, then he told me he wanted to do PDA. Then you came and saved the day!” I smiled. He didn’t look happy though.

 

“That guy is sick! Which way did he go?!” Harry was mad. I’ve never seen him like this. I kept hold of his shirt.

 

“No. I’m pretty sure he left. Just enjoy yourself. Had you even had anything to drink yet?!” I asked him, shocked.

 

“One. I can’t just leave you to be raped again.” He said. I'm ruining his evening, I just know it.

 

“Harry. Listen to me. I never got raped. Look, If it makes you feel better, I’ll stay near you if that's okay with you.” I suggested. He smiled.

 

“You stay with me the whole time. Simon left me to look out for you. But you actually have to have a good time.” He smirked. He gently grabbed my wrist and guided me carefully through the people and grabbed two drinks and handed one to me.

 

“Drink this.” He said drinking his.

 

“What is it?” i asked sniffing it. It was a tiny shot.

 

“Just try it.” He said. I just stared at it in confusion.

 

“Here, I’ll teach you how to be a pro at it.” He said taking the liquid in with one gulp. I took watch of his movements. The way he threw his head back as the drink went down his throat.

 

“Now you try.” He said after he set his glass down on the counter. I took my glass and copied his exact movements. The mysterious liquid burned my throat as it went down. It wasn’t fruity like I expected. It tasted like what I thought hard core liquor tasted like. The rush came to my head all at once.

 

I saw Harry smirking at me from my expression. We both burst out laughing.

 

“Hey! Wasn’t Mena here?” he asked me. I looked all around me but didn’t see her. I shrugged.

 

“I think so.. I should go and find her.” I said walking away. I was stopped by Harry grabbing my hand. I spun around to see him a lot closer to me then I thought.

 

“Please stay away from creeps.” He said lowering his voice. He looked concerned.

 

“Trust me, If I could control them, I’d make them leave the house.” I gave him a reassuring smile.

 

Now, where could Mena be? I looked all around and couldn’t find anywhere that she’d be.

 

Then it caught me. My room. I ran past the people and up the stairs to my room. The was Mena sitting beside my bed.

 

“Mena?” I asked. Why was she there?

 

“I’m sorry. Go back to your party.” She said.

 

“Why are you here?” I asked sitting down beside her. I set my phone between us.

 

“Hiding.”

 

“Why were you hiding?!” I asked.

 

“This.” She said giving me her phone.

 

It was an anonymous question.

 

- I’m still here bitch, I know everything ~Anon

 

I sat there in shock. She was getting them too?!

 

“Got that 15 minutes ago. I think whoever it is, is here. I’ve got them before. The day I met you actually.” She said looking at her hands in her lap.

 

“Mena! You’re not the only one! I got them too!” I said grabbing my phone to show her but all of a sudden both our phones went off at the same time.

“Weird.” Mena said grabbing her phone.

 

I looked at both screens, tears forming in my eyes. It was the same message.. From Anon.


- Heads up, BFFs. It's open season and I'm hunting ~Anon

 

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OKAY OKAY OKAY I KNOW ITS BEEN 2 WEEKS BUT IVE BEEN REALLY BUSY WITH MY NEW JOB AND EVERYTHING SO IM SO SORRY :'(

 

THIS IS A PRETTY LONG CHAPTER BUT I WAS GOING TO MAKE IT LONGER SO INSTEAD I'M SPLITTING IT UP INTO TWO CHAPTERS.

 

YES I HAVE USED STUFF FROM PRETTY LITTLE LIARS CAUSE I LOVE THAT SHOW ;)

 

SO COMMENT AND VOTE PLEASE :)

 

~Natalie ;) <3

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