Crush.

love ləv/ noun 1. an intense feeling of deep affection. He's the captain of the football team, she's the top art student. He secretly loves her, she enjoyed his presence. He'd keep her away from every male, she'd encourage him to find a girlfriend. He'd do anything for her, she'd offer a friend's shoulder. Harry is just a boy trying to finish the year off with him meaning something more than "A Friend" to his crush. Carter's just a girl trying to survive with her family by being on the top of the list. It all comes down to friends at one point, right? But what happens when he wants so much more than she can give? He wants her, and won't stop until she's more than a Crush.

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34. Carter Eloise Summers.

 

He blinked at me. Then he blinked again.
And finally a grin broke onto his face, his eyes brighter, and full with relief.
"Are you lying to me?" He whispers.
"No." I grinned back at him.
He grabbed my cheeks, pulling me into a kiss.
He held me close, almost as if he let go, I'd disappear.
~*~
I sneezed, holding my cup of tea close to me.
"You guys could've had that little quarrel inside the school, too, you know." Shannon huffed.
I gave her a sheepish smile as Harry grinned at her.
The door opened, and In jumped the guys.
"It's about fucking time this happened!" Louis fist pumped the air.
"Just ignore Louis. We all do." Harry whispers in my ear, kissing the top of my now dried head.
"I heard that!" Louis pointed an accusing finger to Harry.
"Hey lovebirds." Jace grinned smugly.
Harry tensed, narrowing his eyes on Jace.
"Get away from me." He glared at Jace.
"Harry," Eleanor laughed. "Jace has a girlfriend. So stop getting all jealous."
"You have a girlfriend?" I turned to Jace surprised, as Harry shouted a what.
"Yeah." He rubbed the back of his neck, a blush forming on his cheeks.
"That's great Jace!" I grinned at him.
"She's really pretty. Super nice. Her name's Allison. You two would be great friends." He grinned.
"I'd love to meet her sometimes." I stated truthfully.
"She lives in America?" Petrie asked.
"Yup. We live in the same neighborhood."
"How'd you two meet?" Danielle asked, intrigued.
He blushed, embarrassed.
"I accidentally sprayed her with my hose." He laughed awkwardly.
"Are you serious?!?" Niall laughed. "She must've hated you."
"Oh, you have no idea. She hated me so much. She got me back pretty badly, which turned into this huge prank war between us." He ran a hand through his hair, a small smile forming on his lips.
Liam smiled. "That's really cute." 
"Yeah it is." I agreed.
And we sat there, talking the entire night.

 

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