If You Really Cared

Carter is a 17 yr. old girl. She has been bullied by 5 boys for years. She has no idea why... Her abusive dad and best friend/little sister have just died. Her mom kills herself over it. All in one day, Carters life is changed forever...

***(the boys are NOT famous in this story... their each around he ages of 16-18...)***


24. Chapter 20

Carter's POV

"Louis... I can walk," I laughed as Louis picked me up bridal style out of the car.

"Sorry but I think you should let your leg rest as much as you can..." he laughed too and still wouldn't put me down. Harry held the door for us as he carried me into the house. He took me to the lounge room and set me on the couch. I snuggled up to the side of the couch and pulled a blanket over me.

"Lets watch a movie!!!" Niall screamed. Liam put in A Walk To Remember. I knew it was sad movie but I had never seen it before. Louis sat next to me and Niall sat on my other side. Harry was beside Louis and Liam was in a lounge chair, while Zayn was upstairs.

The movie had been on for about forty five minutes and it hadn't really been that sad... Louis's arm was around my shoulders and I found myself leaning on his chest. I smiled to myself at the thought.

"Carter... you ok?" Liam looked at me. I then noticed I had tears forming in my eyes. "Yea fine," I sighed and wiped away the tears. We kept watching and me and Niall were the only two to cry. Even though I cried the most, Niall still got tears in his eyes.

"I'm going to go get some tea..." I stood up. " Let me!" Louis smiled and stood beside me. "Louis please... I need to know I can still make tea..." I laughed and pushed him playfully back down onto the couch.

"Fine..." he pouted. "But make me some!" he piped back up with the cheeky smile I loved so much. I walked into the kitchen and set the kettle on the stove. I began rummaging through the cabinets looking for teabags. I was holding myself up on the cabinet with one arm and I knew I had a better chance of falling than being safe.

I felt two hands on my hips and I smiled thinking it was Louis or Liam. I turned around with a smile on my face and saw those devil eyes. Zayn. I stared at him, the smile had quickly faded, he lifted me down from the counter and I was now pushed against it. I tried moving but his hands still held my waist.

"Carter..." he looked down. "Im sorry, I really am." he sighed and the evil that I was so afraid of had now left his eyes. It had been replaced with sympathy and sadness. I looked down and he let go of me and backed up.

"Zayn, I want to forgive you but I just cant trust you... The other boys have been by my side for weeks, I just gained trust for all of them about a week ago." I looked away and he pulled my chin back to face him.

"Then I will gain your trust." he stated and walked out. I looked at the floor and sighed. I knew he was sorry I could tell. He seemed really upset. I sighed and forgot about the tea and I walked back to the lounge room. I walked in ready to be wrapped in Lou's arms and my head resting on his chest. I loved that feeling.

Nobody was there. I looked around. No one. Nothing. I got afraid then realized it was probably a trick. I walked up the stairs while being cautious about hurting my thigh. I looked around in all the rooms upstairs and sighed when no one wad there. I thought then went back downstairs to check the rooms down there. I looked in the kitchen, the pantry, the office room, outside by the pool, the bathroom, the dining room... everywhere. I was actually getting really worried. I ran out the back door and felt tears slowly building up in my eyes.

"Louis!" I screamed. I knew that if they had known how scared I would be they wouldn't be hiding. Maybe it was all a trick... Maybe they were all tricking me and now they left. Or they were waiting for the perfect time to come back out and get me...

"Liam... Harry! Niall!" I kept hollering but nothing or no one answered my pain. Not a sound came from the house, not a sound from the woods out back. The only sound that was faint in my ears was the sound of cars passing by at the front of the house. I felt the moisture on my cheeks as the tears had now began rolling slowly down my face and neck. I didn't bother wiping them away and I stood there. I didn't know what else to do or where else to look.

"Carter!" the scream rang through my ears and I looked towards the woods.

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