Four Years Later... (Sequel to 'Behind the Truth')

*Sequel to 'Behind the Truth'*

It's been 4 years. 4 years since I moved to New York. 4 years since I left my friends. It was difficult, but I planned to cope without them.

Ever wondered you could turn back the time and wished you were young again?

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Carter Hanson hasn't seen her old friends in four years. She changed, they changed, everything changed.

Sometimes, Carter can't seem to take a break. Not even when she reunites with her old friends. And yes, her old friends are the world-famous boyband, One Direction.

Follow her journey to see how complicated her life is even when her friends are on her side. Secrets are meant to be hidden, but eventually will be revealed.

"Sometimes I have the luck that every girl wants, but not the life..."

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21. Decisions.

Harry's POV:

 

"Are you sure this is going to work?" Louis asked. "I-I mean, her parents aren't s-stupid, right?" For the past 15 minutes, Louis couldn't stop being so nervous about our plan. He didn't believe it would work, not after what had happened last time.

"Louis, it's done, and it will work. Stop moving so much, I could already see sweat forming on your forehead." Zayn scoffed, waiting for the phone to ring.

I sat there, staring at the phone, waiting for something to happen. Carter's teacher was suppose to be done talking to her parents 5 minutes ago. Louis, Zayn, Niall, Liam, and I all gasped once the phone rang. They all looked at me nervously. I reluctantly picked it up. "H-Hello?"

"Mr. Styles?"

"Yes, that's me." I replied.

"The deed is done. They'll be calling any minute now."

"Thank you." I hung up, nodding to the boys.

They all smiled and waited for the next call to be coming. When it rang, I quickly picked it up, switching to speakerphone. "Hello?"

"Hi, are you Mr. Cowell?" I think that was Carter's mother.

"Yep, that's me."

"So, you're offering Carter a scholarship for creative writing classes in LA? I've been told by her professor that she has a bunch of potential."

"That's is correct." I tried acting all smart with my words, but I got stuck. "We're very much interested to see Carter here in LA. Since it's almost summer, we would love to have a potential student here at our program."

"Oh, so it's a program she got accepted to?"

"Yes, it's very prestigious." I shrugged at the boys when they started snickering at my words. "So, would you like to accept the offer for Carter?"

It was silent for a second, "Uh.." She paused. "...I suppose."

The boys gave each other a happy high five, cheering silently. I cleared my throat. "Ahem. Thank you so much for helping Carter's dream come true. I've been told she's been looking forward to her career of being a writer." After a few minutes of explaining Carter's schedule in two days, her parents gladly accepted. I kind of felt bad for lying to them, but I wanted Carter to have a good time in LA with us again.

 

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Carter's POV:

 

After my shift from work, I rushed off to go home, without mentioning anything to Bella or Josh. They looked confused as to what was going on with me, but I told them that I would explain what happened later on.

I couldn't be more excited if I tried. I was probably going to LA in two days all thanks to Mr. Read. I bet my parents would never say no to my professor. It's a first that I was actually happy to go home.

I opened the door to my house, and saw my parents waiting patiently for me on the couch, as usual. "Hi Mom. Hi Dad." I said, not too excitedly.

Mom patted the seat next to her for the 'talk' time we get when we have news. I tried to hide my excited feelings inside before they told me the big news. Don't get your hopes up yet, Carter. Just wait.

She took my hands. "Now Carter, we know that somewhat we may or may not trust you yet, after what had happened a few years ago.." I mentally rolled my eyes. "...But we believe that you haven't seen them in a while. So we trust that you haven't heard of them."

"Where is this going?" I asked, acting clueless.

"Your father and I got a call from Mr. Read. Apparently, he signed you up for a prestigious creative writing program in LA for the summer." I started to get more excited. "We're letting you go."

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