Maybe I Was Wrong About Him

Carter Hastings is best friends with Niall Horan, but happens when he betrays her and leaves her to survive on her own. Now she is running from her abusive father while trying to avoid her ex-Bestfriend. She is almost living on the streets when the one person she never expected to see again sneaks his way back into her life.... #FanficEntry


13. Attacked Part 2

Niall's P.O.V.

   I been following Carter ever since I seen her at the diner. I waited outside her house this morning for her to walk out. I drove to the diner and waited for her to show up. After 15 minutes, I started freaking out. She was suppose to be here by now.

   I got out of my car and checked inside to see if she past me, but one of the workers said that she wasn't here yet. That's when I started to freak out. I walked the way to her house from the diner.

   Halfway there I heard someone scream help. I looked around and found nothing. That's when I noticed an alleyway. I slowly walk towards the alley and peeked. It was a man and a young girl. They were having sex in an alleyway gross.

   I looked more closing and realized she was trying to fight him. That girl was getting raped. I looked even closer. Carter was getting raped. I quickly called the rest of the boys to meet me.

"Get off her!!", I yelled. The guy just shook me off and continued I was disgusted. I finally pulled him off. "Dude, what's wrong with I'm trying to have fun.", the man yelled at me. I got pissed, this is his idea of having fun. Before I knew what was happening I started beating up the guy, until he passed out. I looked over towards Carter and saw her falling. I quickly caught her in my arms.

"Carter!! Carter!! Carter please be ok!! Carter answer me!!", I cried hysterically. Eventually, the boys came and hovered all around Carter and not bothering to ask me what happened. That's when I heard her say,"Niall."

   When we got to the house, I brought her into my room and told the boys to get a glass of water and some ice packs. I got her in some of my sweat pants and one of my baggy shirts. I can't stop feeling like was my fault. I should have followed her all the way there. I should have beaten that guy up before he laid a hand on her. I should have...

   My thoughts were cut off when the boys walked in. We put the ice packs on the bruises and the forming ones. I set the glass on the side table. I grabbed her hand and rubbed it with my thumb.

"Niall you know that this isn't your fault.", Liam said knowing what I was thinking.

"But it is. I should have been there for her. I could have stopped this.", I said getting choked up on my tears.

"But that's the thing Niall. You couldn't have stopped this. It was meant to happen someday. All we can hope is that something good will turn out from this.", Liam said putting his hand on my shoulder. I nodded, but I could tell that he still knew that I thought it was my fault.

   They all left me alone with Carter and told me that they would call me down when dinner is ready. I nodded even though I wasn't going to leave her side.

   I started humming a song I use to sing to Carter after she was beaten. It was called Half A Heart. I wrote it just for her because she was always so insecure. My eyes started getting heavy and I drifted off to sleep.

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