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"You belong to me Carter Mason" He growled in my ear. "I never belonged to you! And I never will!" I shouted in his face which was extremely close to mine. "Wrong answer." He pointed the gun straight at me gripping the trigger. I was up against the wall and there was no escape. So what happens before and after that? Who knows? Just read it :) Copyright ©


4. Chapter 3

Carter's POV

As I told Niall my story I could see his mouth dropping a little more as I got to the most horrible parts. I thought I could see a few tears falling from his eyes. His beautiful blue eyes. I wanted to look into them forever. 'Wait. Did I just say that?' I shook the thought from my head as I listened for Niall to take all of my story in. "H-H-He slapped you?" I nodded. "A-A-And hit you? And kicked you? And pretty much beat you?" I nodded again, tears coming fast. "Carter. I have no idea what to say. I-I-I'm so sorry." "It's not your fault. It just happens. Every girl has an abusive boyfriend at some point in her life right?" I said like it was just a normal thing. "Carter you say that like it's no big deal but it is. Does your mom know about this? Or the police?" I nodded for the third time, "Yeah. My mom knows." "Did she do anything about it?" "Yeah. We moved at least 4 times, I changed my phone number at least 10, I even tried to change my name but my mom thought that was a little too much." "Did you ever call the police? Or try to get a restraining order?" "Yeah. We're trying like everyday but there's never an open spot in court." "How long have you been trying?" "At least 3 months." "I'm so sorry." "It's not your fault. I picked the wrong guy and I've learned my lesson." "It's not a lesson you need to learn love." "It's not?" "Not at all! You don't deserve to be treated like that." "Thank you Niall but I caused some of his anger." "From the things you told me about him it doesn't really sound like he had much control over his anger." "No. Not at all, he just blew up at me at random times." "I just can't believe that. How could anyone lash at you?" "What do you mean?" Seriously interested in what he was gonna say. "I mean you're just-" His cheeks turned red before he continued, "Sweet, beautiful, and way too good of a person to deserve that." "Wow no one has ever said that kind of stuff to me before Niall thank you." "Well it's true." His cheeks still on fire. "I really appreciate you saying those things but-" A nurse came in interrupting my thoughts, "Ms. Mason there's something I need to inform you of." She didn't sound cheerful so it couldn't be good. "Your mother, she was in a terrible car wreck and unfortunately she was killed instantly on impact. I am so sorry." My mouth fell open, "How did this happen?" I shrieked, tears streaming down my face. Niall was still sitting beside me looking just as shocked but without the tears. "All I heard was that someone crashed their car into hers." "Do you know who crashed into her?" "I don't know the specific name but I know it was a teenager." My eyes widened, 'Christian.' "Did this teenager get put in jail or anything?" "I don't know honey. But you'll find out soon enough. I'm so sorry for your loss though." I began to sob. Loudly. My life was crumbling entirely in one day. 'Why me? Why? What have I done wrong?' 

Niall's POV

I couldn't believe the news about Carter's mum. She was sobbing her eyes out and the nurse was just standing there. "I think you can go now." I told her. She gave me a look and walked out. I got up and went and sat beside Carter on the hospital bed. I took her into my arms and rubbed small circles on her back. "Shh, Carter it's all right calm down. Everything will be fine." "No it won't Niall! No it freakin' won't! My life is over! Over!" "No it's not honey." She looked up at me, both her eyes and face bright red with the tears still falling. "What do you mean?" "Your life isn't over. You still have your best friend, and now you have me." "Thank you so much Niall, you're a wonderful friend." She hugged me tightly. 'Friend? Friend?' The word stuck with me like glue but at least she starting to smile a little. "I better get home." She said getting off the bed and letting go of me. "What? You can't live at your house on your own! What if that psycho tries to hurt you again? No way is that happening! You're coming to live with me." Her eyes widened at my sudden assertiveness. "Niall I really can't do-" "No. You have no choice." "Oh I don't?" She asked raising her eyebrows. Suddenly her sadness was gone and a sarcastic tone had replaced it. "Nope! Now come on, we have to go to your house anyway to get your stuff right?" "Yeah. Thank you so much Niall. I really appreciate it." "No problem darlin'." As soon as we walked out the door my phone blew up with Liam's ringtone. My phone had been ringing on and off all last night and all this morning. 'Damn you Louis, you were suppose to tell the others about this crisis!' I took my phone out of my pocket and pressed 'accept'. Before I could one word out Liam started screaming at me, "Niall James Horan! Where the hell are you? Rehearsal started 2 hours ago! You better have a legit excuse for this mister!" He sounded like my mum with a male British accent. "Liam calm down. I'll explain everything later or you can ask Louis that basics of what's going on but I can't talk. I'm in the middle of something." "Niall cooking food doesn't count as an excuse!" "For once it doesn't involve food." "Oh really? Then what is it?" "I can't talk mate! Ask Louis or wait 'til I get home. Talk to you later bye!" I hung up rather quickly before he could protest or yell at me any more. "What was that about?" Carter looked at me giggling a little. "Liam's pissed because I'm not at rehearsal." "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry, I don't mean to be a bother I really don't." "Love it's ok. Let's just get to your stuff and get to my flat." "Alright." After the stop at Carter's house we headed to back to my flat. "I just wanna warn you" I told her as we walked up to my door and I was taking out my key. "It's a little messy. I've been meaning to do some tidying up." She giggled, "No one says "tidying up" anymore Niall." "This Irishman does!" Carter rolled her eyes, "Whatever." "Don't sass me woman!" "Oh I'm sorry! Was I suppose to praise the fact that you say words that are centuries of years old?" "Alright that's it!" I dropped her things to the ground and tackled her to the ground and started tickling her. "Niall! Stop! Get off me! No!" "Never!" I shouted as I continued to tickle her. About two minutes into it I got tired and quite frankly I didn't think Carter could breathe from all the laughing she did. "So have you had enough yet?" I asked her, also trying to catch my breath. "I don't know, have you?" I looked down at her, since I was practically sitting on top of her and lowered my face so our noses were barely touching. After a moment we were both looking each others blue eyes. I leaned in and closed the space between us. Our lips fit together like they were meant to touch and become one. We both pulled away several seconds later and smiled. I got off of her and offered her my hand. She took it and pulled her up. "That was.. fun." "Yeah. It was." "Wanna do it again?" I mumbled under my breath. "Yes." I wrapped my arms around her waist and she put hers around my neck and our lips were reunited with each other.

*A/N Heyyy(: Aww so they're together! How sweet! So everything is all good now right? They're happy and together and the drama is all done. Nope! Not even close :) More drama to come soon! Like, comment, and favorite! <3 Elizabethluvs1D xx PS: This an image describes how I picture Christian. You guys may know that is the ah-dorable Australian YouTuber Troye Sivan. I see Christian as a scrawny boy (and sadly Troye is scrawny but still SO cute!) whose really really cute with an accent.  But of course with an evil side. Troye has no evil side (as far as I know.. haha) so yeah. I will be searching for one of Carter here soon :) I probably "mumble" about that one so look for that!*


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