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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7. Chapter 6

(Previously on Hug Me?)

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

“Mr.Cowell has agreed to let you stay with him as he is being your foster parent.” Mrs. DeLaurentis, the head of foster care said.

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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~Two Weeks Later~

Carter’s POV

Adjusting hasn't been easy. I lived in my room like its not mine, keeping everything in the place I found it just in case. I don't want to get so used to a place and then the next morning, it will be all gone. That's what happened to my parents. Everything was going great and one day, it was all gone. Everything.

The past two weeks I spent my time in my bed staring at the wall and occasionally watching the tv in my room. I never left my room, only to eat which I never felt like doing. I felt weak all the time from lack of food. I was dehydrated and has been dehydrated since day 1 of this switch up. I rarely talked. Simon and Nancy understood though. Simon has signed me up for counselling to talk about my feelings. He said it was a required course for people in my situation. I start in a week and go every week after that.  

My iPhone flashed telling me I have a text.

I know right? An iPhone! Simon got it for me. I've never had such a thing before. It is a bit awkward to use.

I slide the screen to unlock it and saw it was from Nancy. I only had Simon and Nancy as contacts.

I’m cool. I know.

~ I’m going to be running late. It’s rush hour. Simon’s not going to be back so please get naything you like for food. -Nancy ~

I replied back saying thanks.

I’m alone..

What now?

I feel really bad about this but I’m thinking I should go and look around the house more. I’ve been here for two weeks and I only know the path from the kitchen to the door to upstairs to my room.

Sad, I know. The house is so big too!

My first place to be was the rooms down the hall from mine.

I opened the first one. It had white walls. The floor was really messy with clothes but it wasn’t the same one from the night two weeks ago when I went into the wrong room.

The second one beside it was the exact same. And the third. And the fourth... Weird. The fifth was the same as well but it had a flag and a guitar out in the open. The flag had white orange and green on it. I honestly don’t know which country it was from. I don’t know that kind of stuff.

Okay. Down stairs. I knew where Simon’s room was so I was going to skip that part cause it would be creeeeeeepy.

My stomach grumbled...

Grrrr.... I hate you BOB!

Yes, my stomach is named Bob. I decided that the other day when my stomach growled and I was all deep and manly sounding so i named it Bob cause I’m cool.

Actually probably the opposite. But I don’t really care.

I decided to check out my balcony in my room...

YEAH, I WAS EVEN TOO LAZY TO GO CHECK THAT OUT. I WAS DEPRESSED! GET OVER IT!

Yeah, I ain’t even bipolar.

One of the reasons for counselling.  

I stepped out onto the balcony and closed the door from behind me. I could see the back yard from here. There was a VERY large swimming pool, a tennis court, volleyball court, hot tub, a bar and all sorts of stuff.

It would be great for parties!

Man, people weren’t lying when he said he had lots of money...

Suddenly I saw something black move beside me.

I slowly turned my head to the right.

Right there was a huge mother trucking spider!!!

HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!

SPIDERS ARE MY WORST FEAR! OMG!

I MIGHT DIE! I'M GONNA DIE. I'M GONNA DIE. I'M GONNA DIE!!!!!   

I went with my first instinct which was to run for the door

I ran as fast as I could. I grabbed the handle and tried my best to get it open.

SHIT...

FUCK...

Sorry for the language but..

I THINK THAT I AM ALOUD TO CAUSE I'M LOCKED OUT!

Dammit Dammit Dammit

Okay, lets go over what is wrong here...

I am locked outside... WITH A SPIDER!!!!

Me being my ‘smart’ self, decided to attempt to climb down the house. I went to the OPPOSITE side as the spider. I made sure it was still there.

OH SHIT!

It was crawling across the railing my way.

STAY BACK MOTHER TRUCKER!

I quickly climbed up onto the railing and almost fell and died. smooth. Shimmied my way across until I had a firm hold onto the wall. Good thing the house had brick that stuck out of the wall or I would probably die and that would suck. I held onto the bricks as much as I could. I was probably 4 feet off the ground when my hand slipped and I fell. Good thing in Phys-ed the teacher told us to bend  your knees if we ever fell off the climbing rope. I did so. It still hurt like hell but it wasn’t bad.

I had to regain my balance but I failed when I started falling backwards. I tried to not fall but ended up in the pool.

Fuck.

I quickly hopped out and headed to find the door. All the back ones were locked. Greaaaat.

I then went to the front to go through the front door. My hands we numb from holding myself to the wall. I finally got to the front door.

When I got inside, something seemed different....

I was soaking wet and needed to go change. But I was hungry so I started towards the kitchen.

I walked through the door to get so-..

- “SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!!!”  

I was thrown back towards the wall in fright.

“Wait?! You’re not Simon!!!!!!”

 

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THIS IS WHERE IT ALL COMES IN TO PLAY!!!!!

 

MOTHER FLUFFER YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!! I SAID I WOULD LIKE MY COMMENTS TO 60.. NOT 80!!!!!!

 

LIKE, I'M CRYING NOW! YOU GUYS ARE TOO GOOD TO ME AND I LOVE YOU ALL!

 

I HAVE A QUESTION I WOULD LIKE YOU ALL TO ANSWER IN THE COMMENTS. IT HELPS TO DETERMINE THE STORY! :)

I WAS WONDERING HOW YOU ALL LIKE CARTER?

SHE WAS ALL INNOCENT AT FIRST BUT NOW IM BRINGING OUT THE REAL HER.

 

1) DO YOU LIKE HOW SHE IS A BIT uh 'CRAZY'?

 

2) ARE YOU OKAY WITH HE SWEARING?

 

3) I AM IMAGINING HER AS A CHARACTER LIKE SHE IS INNOCENT AND QUIET BUT REALLY OUTGOING AND CAN ALSO BE REALLY LOUD... DO YOU LIKE THAT?

 

SO THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO HAVE BEEN READING MY FANFIC SO FAR ANNNND

TO MY SILENT READERS.... I WILL BREAK YOU OUT OF YOUR SHELLS TO MAKE YOU TALK!!!!!!!!!

 

LETS GET MY COMMENTS TO 90-95??????

 

PLEASE?

 

I KNOW YOU CAN DO IT!'

 

~Natalie ;) <3

 








 

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