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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6. Chapter 5

(Previously on Hug Me?)

Carter’s POV

“Simon?” He stopped and turned around as I said it.

“This means SO much to me. Thank you.” I said. I walked up and gave a hug. At first he seemed startled but then I felt large arms around my back. I stood back and gave him a smile. I got one in return.  He left me on my own after that.

I sat on the edge of the bed and took the days events in again for the thousandths time.

It's weird how quickly things can change. My parents are dead and there is nothing I can do about it.

Liam’s POV

Tour bus life. We are just doing two more weeks worth of shows until the tour is over.

Home. Miss it lots. Well, we all currently live at Uncle Simon’s house but close enough.

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I was running. For my life. I’ve been followed. They were mad at me. There were 5 others helping me. I didn’t recognize anyone. The 5 all made it to safety. I was running as fast as I could but I wasn’t moving forward. I tried and tried but couldn’t make it. I couldn’t breath. My lungs were cut off. The person caught up to me. They were in black hoodies. I peered into it’s face but in one quick movement I was thrown the the ground. My back arched in this movement and when I hit the ground a large bang occurred.

I awoke suddenly. Nightmare.

Another bang occurred. Thunder. It's was a storm. My breathing got heavy. My lungs felt as if they just got air back after being choked almost to death. Where was I? Then the memories of yesterday came to me. Oh yes. I’m in Simon Cowell’s house.

It ached. My throat. It was dry. I don’t know why but whenever I have a nightmare, I am always thirsty afterwards.

I couldn’t just get up and get some water.

It's not my house...

It hurt to breath it was so dry.

I needed that water. Which was exactly what I intended to do.

I hopped out of the bed and my feet hit the wooden ground with a thud... Oops. I cursed slightly. Ma bad.

I had no idea how to get through this house. Like it is HUGE! I couldn’t help but see the extra 5 bedrooms in the halls with me. Simon’s room was downstairs I presume because last night I heard him go down there and never came back up. I tiptoes lightly down the stairs not wanting to make another thud.

I made it to the couch I laid on from last night. Not sure how. It was really dark in here.

I finally found the sink and I searched the cupboards quietly looking for a glass.

After my water. I started my way back upstairs. At the top, there was a mirror. I glanced at it taking in my appearance.

My hair was matted and teased up. My eyes were puffy and had huge circles around them. I’ve only been like this for less than 24 hours! I hadn’t even changed into the new clothes last night. I was standing in my now dry dirty clothes that got drenched yesterday.

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I finally found my way back to my roo. Not gonna l got lost like three times. On the way trying to find my room, I accidently went into one of the other rooms. There were mens clothes scattered on the floor. The bed was rushly made and there was a guitar in the corner from what I could see and a flag of some sort. Weird.

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The intense sunlight shone right into my eyes as I woke up. I was sore all over. It was mid morning so probably around 9:30am. Although I didn’t exactly know because my laptop is at home.

Home. My house. What are they going to do with it? Just then my stomach rumbled making we wince. I haven’t eaten all day yesterday and just a muffin from the cafe last night. of course was hungry. I didn’t exactly want to go down stair because I had a feeling it would be awkward.

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When I finally got the balls to go down stairs, I didn’t see Simon anywhere. but I smelt fresh cooking coming from the kitchen. I followed my nose. FOOOOOOOOOD!

“Good Morning Miss.Carter.” A friendly voice said from behind me. I spun around to see Nancy cooking eggs and bacon.

“Good morning.” I said and added on a light smile.

“Why don’t you go change out of those dirty clothes. You can take a shower in your ensuite if you would like to.” She suggested... On suit?! I nodded and like ran upstairs. I took another look at my bedroom. The furthest wall was entirely glass and had a balcony. Sweet! The other wall was the bed and dresser. The wall with the door on it had the ensuite and the other wall had the walk in closet. It was like a palace to me.

I looked in the bag of clothes Simon gave me and found one lazy pair and one more fancier. I put the fancier one on if we are going to the police.

I put it on after I showed and looked in the mirror. Not bad. I wasn’t overly pretty but I wasn’t ugly either. I was.. Normal.

This is what it looked like. http://www.polyvore.com/ashjmfndndkndjxjxnd/set?id=73940942 (Floral leggings with blue flowy top and a pink tank top with dark blue sandals.

Perfect for the spring day.

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It was nerve racking.

OMG...

We are currently going to the police....

I’m going to foster care! I JUST KNOW IT!!!!!

We walked in to the police building.

We were taken to a room.

A woman and two police officers sat there as Simon and I sat down.

“Miss. Carter Mathews. My name is Mrs.DeLaurentis. I am the head of the Foster Care.” The woman said as I shook her hand. I was scared... Really scared.

“Mr.Cowell has agreed to let you stay with him as he is being your foster parent.” She said.

Yayyayayayayayayay!!! Words could not describe my relief.

“Miss.Mathews, we would like to ask you some questions before you go.” The tallest police officer said to me. Damn...

He was going to question my running away and then lock me up in a mental institution. I CANNOT COPE THERE!

I gave him my full attention. Well, some.

“Where were your parents going the other night?”

“They went to go see a movie to celebrate being engaged for 16 years.” I said.

Okay Carter. Try your best NOT to cry. Okay?

Okay Carter.

Snap out of it!

I put my attention back to them.

“Is there anyway they could be drinking that night?”

“No, they never drank.” I said. I just they don’t bring up the runni-

“Why did you run away?” -DANG...

“Uh, I don’t know. My mind was lost.. I guess.

TO THE MENTAL HOSPITAL I GO!

“Thats completely normal.” Wait. What?

Thank GOD!

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They asked pretty normal questions after that, like..

“How old are you?”

---“16 and a half.”

“When is your birthday?”

---“October 7th 1994”

“What school did you go to?”

---”Kings Academy.. It was my last year for scholarship so I’m basically done in the next month. For the next year, I am scheduled to go to the downtown public school.”  I stated.

We talked about my life and what we could do. I get my house at age 18 so 1 and a half years! Yay! I hope Simon lets me stay with him till then. I get to stay out of school for the rest of the school year.

Only one thing I worry about. My emotions. They are on and off. They told me that I may be bipolar because of this. We have to see.

I need to get used to my environment again.

Little did I know that the next month, my environment will change even more so than I thought....

 

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