Can You Be Trusted?!

Second book to: If You Really Cared--------

Carter still hasn't found the meaning of her life. She's still learning to trust the five boys she has always known as bullies. Now that her family is all dead, in jail, or hates her guts she has to turn to someone. Who will it be?


40. Chapter 40

Carter's POV

I had been walking for at least fifteen minutes now and I've seen no sign of Louis at all. I decide to go to the park by me old house... I knew he wouldn't be there but it was more for my comfort... not his.

As I come up on the yard of my old house I have to look away. To many memories flood back and I realize I can't go back there to the park behind my house. I guess I could call it my old house now since, I mean, there was no way I am ever moving back there, Even Kyle didn't want me to or he never would have told me to stay with Louis.

I continue walking until I come up on another park I never really noticed before. It had a few benches outlining it and in the center a pond of some sort with a few trees in one area. As I moved closer, deciding it was a alright idea to take a rest, I notice the shadow of a figure sitting underneath the trees. I don't want to disturb them so I move away a little, but once I've gotten closer and take another glance, I see their full figure.

Their legs are curled up towards their chest, their arms embracing them and their chin rests on their knees. Their hair blows back in the wind but the brown roots still look flawless to me from where I am. I can barely make out anything else about the person but as I take only a few steps more I become positive... It's Louis.

I slowly move up until I'm practically standing over him. He doesn't seem to notice me for what seems like the longest time, I sit down beside him and sigh.

"Louis?" I say in the form of a question and turn to face him. He glares at me for a while but lets his face soften while he stays tensed up a bit. He has tears in his eyes, some dried, some still fresh and it hurts me. It hurts me to know that I was the reason for his crying, his pain. It reminds me of when he bullied me and I cried because of it, only this time I was the bully.

"Hey," I say awkwardly and he nods. "Hi," he keeps his gaze on the water ahead of him and I turn towards it also.

"Louis... There was nothing- is nothing going on between me and Liam. Nothing." I sigh and let it all fall out. At this point I have no idea what else to do.

"Then what is going on?!" he turns back to me finally. I move closer to him and try to lean on his side but he pulls away immediately which also hurts me a great deal.

I have to tell him. He deserves to know, but what will he think? He'll probably think I'm a slut, a whore, some bitch who thinks it's alright to be pregnant as a teen... I have to make him promise to never leave, I know that's what he'll want to do after he fins out, just leave and forget me altogether. But he has to promise me he wont. I cant go through this alone, its been hard with Liam, Niall, and Savannah, I don't know what I'd do if Louis found out and still he left me. No, I do know. I'd die. I would die.

"Ok but-" he cuts me off.

"No 'buts' Carter just tell me." he states and in the midst of all the anger built up in his eyes I can just barely make out the sadness. But that soon disappears and he begins to tense up again and I realize how long I've been waiting to start talking again.

"Promise me something," I mutter under my breath, almost completely silent as my fingers find themselves fiddling with a stray piece of grass.

"What?" he asks just a bit rudely and I'm forced to look back up at him.

"Promise you wont leave me after I tell you? Promise you wont call me a slut or a bitch?" I ask and I can feel the tears beginning to form.

"Is it really that bad?" he asks, his voice becoming quite high pitched and squeaky.

"It depends on your opinion..." I shrug and he sighs. He gazes back to the water and seems to find it as the most interesting thing because he stares at it for literally ages. I continue to fiddle with the grass shards and gulp down my fear, which doesn't seem to help anything at the moment.

"Promise?" I finally muster again after I've gained every ounce of confidence in me and now my voice is the one going high pitched.

He continues to stare at the water and finally lets out a small sigh. He eyes gaze back to mine and for a split second we stare into each others souls but I look away making him sigh again.

"Promise," he nods and a bit of the worry leaves me but the main worry stays. What if he's just saying that so that I'll tell him? What if he's already ready to up and leave me now?

"Now spill." he states and again we make eye contact. And without looking away, we face each other, neither saying anything for who knows how long, then against my better judgment, and against my will I begin the long winded story of how I, Carter Anne James, are pregnant and how everyone except him, Harry, and Zayn came to find out. And while being completely honest about it all, I add in the reasons I didn't tell anyone, or why I didn't want him to know. And most importantly I add that I love him and that if he leaves me. I. Will. Die.

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