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?


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..."


33. Parental Contact and Parties.

Carter's POV:


The fact that the past two days have been nothing but nonstop talking and partying was very exhilarating to me. Even though it seemed like a regular event to me almost every day, I could actually start to get used to it. Of course, I don't drink. Just the guys.

Today was another day of partying. It was our usual nightly-going-outside-to-clubs night courtesy of Louis Tomlinson. You may think I get too tired of this, but I actually find something different every day.

That morning, I walked towards the living room to meet Liam for some breakfast. Of course, being the responsible and on-time guy he is, he was already done making my breakfast. I sat down next to Eleanor and greeted everyone. I yawned as I grabbed my fork. I looked up at Liam and exchanged smiles with him. "Liam, you know you don't have to do this every morning, right?"

Niall cut in before Liam replied, "No, no. Keep cooking. Carter, don't ruin his majestic cooking skills." He defended.

Liam pointed to Niall with his spatula, "What he said."




After breakfast, I went back to mine and Harry's room, just in time to see Harry holding my ringing phone. He gave me a worried look and gave the phone to me. I looked at the caller ID to see it was my mom. My eyes widened, giving him a look to ask what I should do. He glanced back with a frantic shrug. "Answer it!" He whispered.

I tapped on the green button on my phone and pressed it to my ear. "H-Hello?" I rested my hand on my hips and paced around the room back and forth.

"Hey Honey! How's LA so far?" Mom asked happily.

"Oh, it's really great. I love it here.." I stammered. When I caught Harry staring at me, he turned back to his phone as if nothing happened.

"That's really good to hear. How's the creative writing class going? Is the professor being good to you?"

I ran my fingers through my hair, "Yeah, yeah. It's perfect."

"Good, good. Well, your father and I just called to check up on you and tell you that we miss you."

"I miss you too, mom... and dad." I shook my head, sitting on my bed.

"Anyways, we should go. We have work in 5 minutes. Stay safe, alright?" My dad chimed in.

"Of course, dad. Love you."

"We love you too."

I hung up and collapsed on the bed, groaning. "I hate lying to them.."

I felt Harry come up to me. "Don't worry about them. This is good for you. I mean, isn't this what you wanted?"

"Of course it is. But I just hate to put a lie through it." I looked up at the ceiling. His head leaned over to block the light from my face.

"Everything will be worth it, Carter. Just enjoy it now while it lasts." I felt his hand stroke my hair. It seemed like forever when I finally notice that we were still staring at each other. I couldn't stop. His green eyes were much too irresistible.


Stop now while you can..


Don't do what you think you're about to do.


Slowly, I felt him lean closer to my face. Without the thought I had a second ago, I felt his lips press onto mine. It was passionate.. and... sweet. I sat up without our lips pulling apart from each other and continued. I couldn't stop. Harry's kiss was so easy-going.

I pulled away and looked at him with concerned eyes. "We can't do this."

"We already did." He whispered.


"I know.. but.. you have a girlfriend." I stood up and rushed to the bathroom quickly. I leaned my body against the door, sliding down to ground. I rested my elbows on my knees and sniffled.


What was I doing to myself?





"Whoa Carter. You look hot!" Jasmine squealed as I came out of the bathroom of Eleanor and Louis's room. This isn't what I normally wear to clubs. I sometimes just throw on a sparkly tank with black jeans and boots. But this time, Eleanor and the girls told me that tonight was going to be a little different.

"See? This dress is perfect for you! You can keep it. I could never top that look." Eleanor crossed her arms and smiled.

I twirled around in front of the mirror. "Are you sure?" I looked at Eleanor from the mirror. When I saw her nod reassuringly, I twirled again, thinking she was right. "Thank you."

She pulled me for a hug. "No problem. Now.." She grabbed a few of her makeups from the table and stared at me. "Makeup time."




We arrived at the nightclub, and I can already see that everyone was going to get drunk instantly. Many people were drinking, dancing, talking, singing along to the song, and even making out near the toilets. The smell kind of disgusted me. I hated alcoholic drinks. I couldn't stand the smell. Luckily, the boys booked a luxurious room for those 'rich' people. It seemed more calm than the other room I went passed.

The girls led me to a small booth in the corner while the guys went to go grab drinks for us. But before I could join the girls, Louis grabbed my arm and looked at me worriedly, "Are you alright?"

I stared at him weirdly, "Of course.. why wouldn't it be?"

He pursed his lips, letting me out of his grip, "Nothing. Just checking." I decided to let it slide, because Louise called me over before I could reply. 

"Isn't this fancy or what?" Louise questioned.

"Very fancy. Better than the other crazy room." I scoffed, dropping my hands on the table. "So, is this all we're gonna do tonight? Drink?"

Eleanor waved her hand absentmindedly, "Pft, no. We're going to a small concert just down the street. Ed Sheeran's."

My eyes widened, "I thought he wasn't doing a concert near here."

"Niall worked something out." Jasmine shrugged.

As I saw the boys walk back to our table, they set our drinks down and gave us one. I ordered a coke while the others (minus Jasmine and Louise) ordered an alcoholic drink.

"So, what were we talking about here?" Louis asked after sipping his drink.

"Oh nothing. Just what we were gonna be doing after this." Louise replied.




After the drinks at the private bar, we all made it to the Ed Sheeran concert exclusively. Of course, it wasn't actually fun going there, considering a million paps were following our every move. I just hoped that they didn't see my face during most of it.

When we walked backstage to meet Ed, I followed Niall closely behind just in case I didn't get lost. I heard a small knock from Harry as he knocked on Ed's dressing room door.

It swung open, "Harry!" I heard the ginger say.

"Ed!" I moved over to the side to see that they were hugging each other tightly.

When he noticed my presence, he pulled away from Harry and went towards me. "Carter, right?"

I nodded shyly, "That's me."

"Why haven't you called me back!?" He said jokingly. His arms opened wide for me to hug him, which I gladly accepted.

I pulled away and he sighed, "I better get ready. The fans are getting wild. You lads can stay in the VIP room."

It was true, I could already hear many fans screaming his name repeatedly. It was crazy and annoying, but whatever, right?




Ed Sheeran's stage manager led us towards the VIP section next to the stage. I sat between Niall and Eleanor, watching the fans screaming their heads off as they wait for Ed. I never imagined how much of a lunatic I was until I saw the fans. Their signs from them to marry Ed, their fanatic crying, and their loud screams. I felt pretty much embarrassed.

"Hey, I'm gonna go get some drinks and snacks. Any orders?" Niall stood up from his seat.

"I'll take a coke." Eleanor said.

"Beer." Louis called out.

"Coke, please." Everyone else said. I felt bad; Niall had to bring all that stuff back for everyone. I decided to help him out since Jasmine was too busy talking to Louise by her side.

"I'll come with you." I offered. I stood up from the table and followed Niall through the crowd of people who were already dancing to the background music that just started playing. 

"DON'T BE LATE." I heard Zayn shout from behind us.

Once we arrived to the snack counter in the lobby which was surprisingly empty, Niall ordered everything that we were yelled at by everyone else. I stood beside him as I looked at all the snacks and drinks that were set inside the glass counter. 

"Carter?" Niall suddenly called. I faced him. "Do you want anything?"

"I'll just take Pepsi and Swedish Fish." I acknowledged, smiling to the cashier lady. She punched some numbers into the cash register before taking Niall's money. She left into the room behind her to fetch our orders as Niall and I stood there, waiting awkwardly.

"How are you enjoying everything so far?" He questioned, lightly tapping his fingers on the glass counter.

"Did you ask me that two days ago? I don't think anything's changed from there." I told him, scoffing slightly.

He shrugged, "Excuse me for making conversation." 

"Well to make you satisfied, I'm enjoying this trip so far. I don't know how it could get any better." 

"You know this is just the beginning, right? There's so much more to go. We have more than a month left."

I nodded, "Of course." Oh, no.

The lady came back with our stuff a second later with Niall helping her out. I don't really know if she knew him as Niall Horan, considering that she looks like someone who's into the trend these days. Mid-twenties, perhaps.

"Thank you." Niall greeted kindly. I grabbed my tray of food when he grabbed his tray. We slowly walked back to our VIP booth, just in time to see Ed come on stage, making everyone going crazy. 

"There you guys are. You were almost late." Louise shouted through the loudness of the arena.

"Sorry. It was completely packed." I told her loudly. I sat down and gave everyone their orders as they watched Ed sing his first song, "A-Team".




After the concert, the gang and I walked out of the arena only to be seen by screaming fans. 






It was more than crazy. It was a horrendous mess. The girls and I got sandwiched between all the fans running up to them, begging for pictures and autographs. Lucky for me, nobody noticed who I was. 

Eleanor, Louise, and Jasmine was actually part of the crowd too. Until some other fan screamed their names, making them swarm into them too. I was pushed out of the crowd where I landed on the ground. I stood up slowly and watched everyone granting the fans' wishes. 

I started walking away from the crowd as it got bigger and bigger. I figured that the gang should spend a little time with the fans without me barging in. I walked towards a corner until a girl and her two friends almost bumped into me. They were wearing an Ed Sheeran T-Shirt with his name written on their foreheads.

"I'm so sorry." I apologized.

"No problem." One of the girl said. She tucked a strand of her curly brown hair behind her ear before looking back at me. "Hey..."

I looked at her, "Yes..?"


"Aren't you Carter Hanson?"


Oh, no.

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