Red Flag

Carter Thompson is a 15 year old girl that has lived in Charlotte, North Carolina since her parents got divorced. All she wants is to kick her feet up with her two best friends Jacob and Blake. But when her Dad remarries another woman, she is forced to leave her North Carolina life behind and join links with her new family. Dreading the move, she meets her oh-so familiar looking stepbrother, not having a clue he's adored by many young girls across the globe. Harry asks her to come on tour with him, and his band mates, and since then her life has chosen the path consisting of ups-and-downs. As she gets to know the boys as well as Harry, she finds herself falling for one of the boys without really knowing it, along this crazy new life. Throughout the story, she starts realizing that maybe it was worth the move after all.


14. Can't Be Left Home Alone

Harry's POV


"What do you mean she's on a plane!?" I yelled at Paul. How could he let my sister on a plane? What if something happens to her? Her dad will never trust me again! "Harry lets just calm down a little." Zayn said to me. "You don't get it! My sister that I'M supposed to watch is on a freaking airplane going to who knows where!" I yelled once again. "Harry we'll find her." Louis said. I looked over at him then looked at Paul. I started pacing around. "Ok let's go up to one of the rooms and figure something out." Paul said. We got in the elevator and headed up to the floor.


We walked into the room and everyone sat down. "Do we have any idea where she went?" Liam asked. "Her brother!" I said jumping up. "Her brother?" Everyone asked looking up at me. "Yes her brother! Where does he live now?" "Would it happen to be in L.A?" Paul asked me. "I'm not sure. Wait a minute..." I said turning towards him. "You know where she's going. Don't you?" I said walking closer to him. "I saw her put the plane ticket in her duffel bag in London." "She got the ticket in London!?" Paul just nodded his head at me. "I have to go to L.A!" I said walking forward the door. "Harry you can't we have shows to do!" Liam said to me. I turned around. "What can I do?" "You have to wait till we go to L.A. for the tour, then we ALL will look for her." Liam said. I just nodded my head then said "I think I'm going to go to bed. Night."


Carter's POV


*After flight*


I walked up the steps of the new house, well at least to me. I knocked on the door then took a few steps back. I heard a groan on the other side of the door before it opened. Once the door opened I saw a a very tired looking Luke. I gave him a big hug and he was shocked. "Hey Luke. Long time no see." I said. He finally rapped his arms around me and hugged me back. "Cat what are you doing here!?" He asked more awake now. We backed away from the hug. "I'm staying for awhile. So sorry but you're stuck with me." I joked. "I am! Well there went my plans." He said back, joking along. "Since when do you make plans?" "Umm... Since about... Never." He said. He then picked me up and carried me inside the house. He threw me on the couch causing us to laugh.


"Where's mom?" "She went to get food." "So we're home alone?" "Yep." "Do our parents ever learn?" "I don't think so." We started laughing again. You see when ever Luke and I were left home alone we would always make a mess and we still do. "What first sur?" I said in my best British accent, that I think got a little better the week in England. "Why kind lady I think we should go for a swim." He said in his best British accent. I threw my duffel on the couch and stood up from the sofa. "After you." I said to Luke, still doing my British accent. "Why thank you." He said still doing his. He ran outside and I followed.


I saw Luke stop running and jump in the pool doing a big cannonball. I did the same once I got to the edge of the pool. I sat at the bottom of the pool till I had to come up for air. When I came up I was splashed in the face by Luke, who was on the other side of the pool. "Really!?" "YEP!" "Oh it's on!!!" I yelled. We then started a water fight.


When we finished our little 'fight' we were in the kitchen, in our dripping wet clothes, trying to make dinner. "Where are the pots?" "Uhhhh... Right there." He said pointing to a lower cabinet by the oven. I walked over and grabbed a medium size pot out. We were going to try and make pasta. I filled the pot up with water then put it on the stove. I turned the heat up so the water would boil.


"Luke I'm home!" I heard Heather yell. I looked over at Luke and we started running around the house trying to clean up some what. "What happened here?! LUKE!" Heather yelled. I followed Luke downstairs. "Luke I was gone for two hours, and I come back and the house is a mess! What do you have to say for yourself?" "Well we always told you we can't be left home alone." "We?" That's when I jumped out from behind Luke. "Hi." I said. The look on her face was priceless. "That explains that." She said. She then walked over and gave me a hug. It felt so weird having Heather hug me again. The last time she hugged me was when I was 8 and she was leaving with Luke. She then let me go and said "Well you guys better get cleaning 'cause I won't let you do anything till the house in clean!"


So Luke and I had to clean the whole house before we could do anything, and I mean anything. Let's just say I really have to go to the bathroom...


~Sorry for not updating!~

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