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..."


17. Soccer/Football Games.

Carter's POV:


When I woke up the next morning, I was wrapped in Harry's arms. He was pressed up against my back with his head nuzzled in my hair. I felt a little uncomfortable, considering that the weird position we were in would affect whatever I might have in mind. I felt his soft breathing on the back of my neck, sending soft shivers down my back. Is it bad that I actually liked it?

I tried to move away from Harry, but I felt myself being held back by a pair of strong arms. He had wrapped his arms around me protectively in his sleep. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to awake him, so I laid on the bed as time flew by. After a few minutes, I felt him stir. 

I turned to face him, just in time to see that he was now fully awake. "Morning." He greeted softly.

"Hey." I said. We just laid there for a couple more seconds, before I broke our trance and left the bed. I got up to use the bathroom and did my usual morning routine; brushing my teeth with the new toothbrush that the hotel gave. Once I got out, I found Harry sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless. "You can go in now." I assumed he was waiting for me to finish up in the bathroom, considering that he was staring right at me when I opened the bathroom door.

He simply nodded, excusing himself for his turn in the bathroom. I let out a sigh and walked out of his room and into the kitchen to see everyone awake and making breakfast. 

"Wow, I'm sure going to get use to that." Louis said.

I slightly chuckled, "What?"

"Seeing you here again, looking all happy and grown up." Louise said.

"Ah, so you missed me more than ever, then?" I insinuated. I grabbed an apple and wiped it with my shirt. 

"Carter, don't be silly.." Louis furrowed his eyebrows. I waited as I took a bite of my apple. "Of course we missed you!" 

I rolled my eyes. "Lou, Lou, Lou.." I clicked my tongue, scurrying out the kitchen. I went towards everyone else who was seated on the couch. I joined in, sitting right beside Zayn and Niall. They both smiled at me and went back to watching TV.

Harry came in the living room a few minutes later, wearing a white T-Shirt and gray sweatpants. "Morning lads."

"Harry, mate. Come eat. Breakfast is ready." Louis announced.

Being the cheeky Niall he still is, he was the first one to get to the table. I laughed at him as he turned back at me and gave me a glare. "Don't tease me, Hanson."

I put my hands up in defense, "I'm not, Horan."




After breakfast, everyone decided that it was best to hang out outside for some football at the park. I was a little unsure of going, since I was still a little paranoid of bumping into my parents. I already called in sick for work that day and made sure Bella covered for me when my parents ever came or questioned her. 

But then, the whole group begged me to join them. In the end, I gave in and joined their day at the park. I borrowed a floral dress from Eleanor with my black combat boots to go with it. Luckily, all of the girls' clothes fit me perfectly. 

As we made it through the back entrance of the hotel, Harry stopped me. "What's wrong?"

He didn't say anything at first. He just gave me his sunglasses and beanie to cover up. "Take this. I don't want to risk the paps and fans from seeing you."

I smiled and looked up at him. And yes, he got taller. "Thanks Haz." I slipped them on, revealing no part of my face when I climbed to the back seat of the car, sitting beside Niall and Jasmine. 




"Ah, boys are stupid." I sighed, looking at the boys playing around with the soccer ball. 


"LIAM, WATCH OUT." I heard Niall yell.


"It's nice to see guys in their natural habitat. You know, them being.. just guys." Louise explained, tilting her sunglasses down. 

"I need to get a tan.." Jasmine said, her head resting on the grass. 

"Jasmine, that's horrible. Don't get a tan." Eleanor told her. "It's really bad for you."

"Hey El, I've been living in England for... 10 years now, and there was barely ANY sun there. Do you see how white I am?" Jasmine stated.

Eleanor rolled her eyes, slipping on her sunglasses. "Now I know where she gets the sass from."

I laughed, "Oh goodness.. Same ol' girls." I stood up, looking down at the girls as I blocked their sunlight.

"Excuse me, C. You're blocking my sunlight." Louise waved her hand dismissively. I rolled my eyes at her cheesiness and pulled her up. Louise has always been the sporty one when we were in school. We would always play sports together and she wouldn't fret about how she looked whether it was fat, skinny, or average. Now, she looks like a supermodel that's self-conscious about her appearance.

"Louise, come on. Let's go play with the guys. You love soccer." When I realized that Louise was British now, she would only know British terms. "I mean... football."

"I know what soccer is, C." She rolled her eyes, taking off her sunglasses and throwing it to her chair. She sighed and looked at me. "Fine, let's play."

I smiled as I dragged Louise to the field towards the boys. "Hey guys, mind if we join?"

"Whoa, Carter... Carter... Carter.." Louis started. "As you know, us mates take our games of football very seriously." I crossed my arms. "You sure about losing to us?"

"My, my, Louis.. Such a big ego for a small guy." I stepped closer to him. "I think we can take it. After all, you haven't seen the best of me in a while."

He chuckled, stepping closer to me with our faces a few inches away from each other. "Heh.. Is that a challenge?"

"Sure is." I whispered, walking back beside Louise. "We may be just two girls, but together, we can definitely beat 5 of you guys." Wow, that sounded a lot better in my head.

Louis and the boys laughed. "Wow, Carter. You sure have the courage to say that. But enough talking... let's play."




Everything was set up. It was only 5 against 3. Jasmine decided to play since she was the best at being goalie. Eleanor was right on the side, cheering everyone off. 

"Okay, this is only a three round game." Eleanor started. She clutched the ball in her hands tightly. "Okay, here are the rules-"

"whoa, whoa, wait.." Zayn suddenly jolted in. "Let's make this game a little more... fun." 

"What do you mean?" I raised my eyebrows. 

"I mean, Carter...." He rolled his eyes. "We should bet on this game. Winning team gives losing team a makeover." 

"I like the way you think, mate." Liam smiled sheepishly. "Bet?"

I looked over to Jasmine and Louise, in which they nodded in approval. "Bet."

"Okay, winning team gives losing team a makeover. Here are the rules, no tripping, no crossing the foul line, no hurting, and no swearing at any of the players. Understood?" Eleanor continued, before we all nodded in agreement. "Round 1." She threw the ball in the air and I bounced it with my head, taking the first lead towards the goalie. In this case, Niall was the goalie.

Harry and Louis surrounded me as I ran as fast as I could with the ball. So to confuse them, I kicked the ball backwards towards Louise and ran. "What the heck!?" I heard Harry shout as I ran to help Louise.

She was close to Niall's goal, but suddenly got blocked by Zayn and Liam. She gave them a devil-ish smile before kicking the ball back to me, which I gave them a shock about and scored. Niall grunted as he missed the ball.

Louise and I cheered, giving each other a high five. "SCORE FOR CARTER'S TEAM." Eleanor yelled, clapping.




By the last round, it was down to a tie. We were all out of breath and completely dead-beat. It was a tight game, and everyone couldn't bear to sweat anymore. "Give... up?" Louis panted, holding his knees. 

"Not.. quite." Louise replied, stretching. "This is the last round, and we're determined to win."

"Give up while you can, Carter." Harry smirked.

"Ho-Ho, I'm not giving up." I stood up straight as Eleanor threw the ball in the air. I started to run as Harry had the ball. I ran beside him and he smirked at me. "Come on, Carter. Give up so you don't make a fool of yourself."

"Puh-lease, Haz." When we reached our goal, Jasmine looked more than ready to catch it. Her hands were out wide, and her eyes were right at the ball. Harry just stood there, taking those dramatic pauses you see at the movies before kicking it towards the goal. I nodded at Louise.


Since Harry was so focused on Jasmine getting ready to catch it, I bolted in front of him, taking his ball. I laughed manically before I kicked the ball hard towards the boys' goal and scored.

I leaped up as high as I could in happiness. The girls joined me and cheered hysterically. "OH MY GOSH. WE WON!"

Liam slapped Harry's chest, "Way to go, mate. You made us lose."

"C-Carter tricked me!" He accused.

I stopped jumping and walked towards Louis. "Hmm... well well well.." Louis looked away in defeat. "Looks like the big ego made you look real bad."

"...I let you win." He grumbled.

"Not according to the sweat on your shirt." I smiled, walking back to the girls.


It was makeover time. 

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