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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20. Peazer 4th.

I knocked the door, waiting for grandmother to let me in.

"Come in." A dark voice answered.

I quietly opened both doors simultaneously, entering the room.

"You asked for me grandmother?" I clenched the back of my dress out of fright.

"Close the door." She wasn't facing me as she spoke.

"C-Can we le-leave it open?" I pleaded.

"Follow orders when given, you pathetic child!"

"A-Alright grandmother." I turned towards the door, to see Harry standing there with his fists clenched.

My eyes widened when Harry's dress shoes made loud sounds as he walked into the room.

Grandmother heard, and turned around.

"How may I help you young man? You're Anne's son, aren't you?" She asked politely.

"Yes, I am." He replied, standing in front of me.

"Did you need something, mr. Cox?" She asked, noticing his action.

"Actually, it's Harry Styles. And yes. I do." He tightened his grip around me out of anger.

"Which is?" She stared at his hand around my side.

"You to stay away from Carter." I gasped at Harry.

"Excuse me?" She stared at him.

"Miss. Calder told me everything. And I'd appreciate it if you kept your hands away from her." He glared lightly.

"I'm her grandmother! This is strictly between us!"

"But that gives you no right to abuse her just 'cause she got one- excuse my language- fucking B." He clenched his jaw.

"Why do you care? Are you her boyfriend or something?" She smirked.

This got Harry quiet.

Why did he care? Why did he help me the day of the party at coach's house? Why did he get so mad when I hurt my leg? And when I told him I hated him by accident? I was so confused. Why?

I looked up at Harry, wanting an answer as well.

His hair was covering his eyes from me, and my grandmother.

"Yes. I do care," He began, "because I'm her boyfriend."

My eyes widened as I stared at him.

"Oh really? She's never mentioned you before." She pouted at him mockingly.

"How can she?!? This whole family hates her! And for what? Just 'cause she chose to do what she wanted to do?!? You don't own her!!! You don't write the pages of her life! She decides her own fate! And you, won't blame her for that." Harry hissed angrily.

Grandmother stared at Harry shocked.

"From now on, I will not allow you to harm her in any way."

I stared at Harry as he pulled me out of Grandmothers room, and into my old one.

"I wasn't late was I?!? Did she hurt you?" Harry looked at me, a frantic look in his emerald eyes.

I felt something soft on my leg and looked down to see Harry's kitten that I gifted to him.

I smiled softly, and sat down on the floor, bringing the kitten close to my face.

"You're daddy is so nice little kitten. But he really should stop worrying, because," I looked up at Harry with a huge grin, "I'm fine. Actually, Ive been the best I have ever been since I was twelve."

Harry blushed lightly, sitting down next to me.

"What did you name her?" I turned towards Harrry.

"I didn't yet." He petted the kitten.

"Can I give you some suggestions?" I turned to look at him.

He looked at me and smiled while he nodded.

"How about... Molly? Or maybe Dusty?" I watched as his smile turned into a grin.

"I like Molly." He stared at me even after I looked away from him.

"Hello Molly!" I kissed the top of her head.

She purred at the name.

"Looks like we're not the only ones who like the name." I laughed.

Harry smiled, as he stared at the kitten.

"She reminds me of you." He suddenly blurted out, covering his mouth afterwards.

I looked up at him surprised. "Really? How?"

He blushed before answering. "Her eyes. They're as blue as the sea. Just like yours. They're just so..." I felt him lean in towards me, staring at me in the eyes as I blushed.

"Intriguing."

"I like your eyes too." I looked at his green eyes.

"They're a really pretty emerald colour. I feel like... I could get lost in them... But, I don't really mind if I do." I watched as he stared at me, and he watched as I stared at him.

I felt his hand land softly on top of mine, as he slowly leaned in.

"W-What are you doing?" I whispered trying to back away.

He grabbed my thigh and pulled me closer.

"No." He stares at me, as he slowly leans in.

"WHAT DOESN'T KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER!!! STAND A LITTLE TALLER!!!! FOOTSTEPS EVEN- oh..... I'm sorry for intruding...." Louis smirks lightly.

"Louis...." Harry growled.

As soon as I heard Louis singing, I had pulled away from Harry.

I blushed as Louis slowly slides towards us, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Whatcha guys do'in' Here?"

"N-Nothing."

"Right... Well! Everyone's waiting, so let's head down stairs."

 I quickly left the room, walking down the stairs to the guests.

Harry and Louis came out shortly after.

Louis had a huge grin, and Harry was blushing with a small frown.

Probably from Louis teasing him.

"Hey you little bitch." I winced as I felt my wrist being squeezed tightly.

I turned around and saw Autumn.

"H-Hi Autumn. H-How've you been?" I tried conversationing.

"Shut up. Like you'd wanna know Art geek." She rolled her blue eyes that were almost identical to mine.

Her Eyes. They're as blue as the sea. Just like yours. They're just so intruding.

I felt a small smile growing on my lips as I looked down.

"Hey!" Autumn yelled shoving me against the wall.

I yelped as my back made contact with the wall harshly.

There was one thing that El didn't know.

My sister was a bit abusive.

She narrowed her eyes at me as she smirked lightly.

"When I'm speaking to you, you listen. Got it?" She spat.

I nodded my head feebly, causing Autumn's hand to come down hard on my face.

I let a couple of tears flow down as my cheek stung.

She let me go, and I slowly slid down the wall, crumpling to the floor.

"You're so pathetic Carter. You have been ever since you were twelve. This is the real world. Get out of your colorful canvas, and realize what life really is about. Sex, money, and yourself." She sneered.

"What about love?" I chocked out.

"What about love? You actually believe in that shit? And when you couldn't have gotten even more pathetic." She laughed.

"Love is more powerful than any feeling in a human." I spat at her. "It's what keeps us together. Love for family, friends, nature, animals, him." I whispered. "You can't destroy love. It's in everyone no matter how much you try to get rid of it." I glared at her with tears blurring my eyes

She kneeled down so that we were face to face.

"You know, I actually thought you were going to grow up and be mature." She smirked

"Never." I laughed despite my tears. "Fucking every guy I see isn't growing up." I continued to laugh.

Her sly expression switched to one of anger.

"Shut the fuck up you slut." She hissed.

"Sis, I think we both know which one of us is the real slut."

I groaned in pain as her hand smacked down on the same cheek as before.

"Grow up! Stop acting like a child Carter!" She shouted at me quietly.

"Never." I smiled up at her.

"This is my life. Not Mums, not fathers, not grandmothers, and not yours."

"Whatever. Bye Art geek." She turned around.

"I pity you." I spoke up confidently, causing her to freeze abruptly.

"You'd be so alone. No one would be there to love you, and care for you. Yeah, I pity you. A big home doesn't make you happy, but makes you realize how alone you are. Sex and money? All I see is yourself." I whispered softly, wiping my eyes as I walked towards her.

I didn't care how she'd react as I pulled her into a hug.

"I love you Autumn. And I'm sorry if I'd be the last person who does because of your mistake."

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