19. Really... Again?
I put ice on my cheek and sat in my bed. She came to me. Even if I was on accident she came to me. This was definitely a started to becoming friends again. I just know it. I thought.
I woke up around ten and realized I was late to go to the studio. I quickly rushed to get dressed and grabbed my keys and left. I can't believe none of the boys tried to wake me up.
I was almost at the studio when I saw Carter walking on the sidewalk. I pulled over and called her name. She hesitated, but walked over.
"Hey.", I said.
"Where you off to on this part if town?", I asked hoping I could give her a ride.
"Umm, I was going to go to Starbucks to get a coffee.", she replied.
"Oh, I could give you a ride if you want."
"You know what it's fine it's only a few more blocks."
"Come Carter. Just because were not friends at the moment doesn't mean I can't give you a lift." She laughed.
"Yea, like I would hop into a strangers car.", she said.
"Come on just get in." She thought for a moment and hopped in.
"So, how's your cheek?", she asked while looking down and playing with her fingers.
"Still hurts, but I'll be alright." She nodded in response and the car got silent again. I didn't want to keep it that way. "Thanks for helping me with Liam."
"No problem that's what best fri-" She was about to finish her sentence when she realized what she said. We both we shocked, but I let it go and acted like she didn't say anything.
We finally arrived at her destination and we said our goodbyes.
I got to the studio an hour late. I was in trouble, but it was nothing big. I just had to stay at the studio for an extra hour and not have my break like the rest of the boys.
I was sort of happy to see Niall this morning and it brought back memories. It brought me back to the days when Niall would pick me up before school and we would blast the radio and sing. Also, I can't believe I almost called him my best friend. I guess I was so use to it I almost let it slip.
I rested on the couch and stared at the wall. It was dull and made anyone who walked in sad. One day, I'm going to move out and move into a new house and start a new life. That wasn't coming anytime soon.
Later that day I decided to go for a walk to the deli and get a sandwich. When I got there I got a Ham and cheese sandwich on rye bread. I left with it and sat down on a bench in the park to eat.
I only had one bite when I felt someone sit down next to me. I turned and saw Niall sitting there with a smile.
"Hey." I said.
"Hello" he replied.
"Do you want the other half of my sandwich?"
"Sure, it's my favorite."He smiled and took half of it.
"Brings back memories doesn't it?"
"Yeah we always used to share food."
"Yeah until you started dating that whore Rachel." I mumbled but he heard me anyway.
"Listen, you know I already said sorry for that so just shut up." He replied bitterly.
"You did NOT say sorry you wrote it in a fucking letter. You didn't even have the decency to say it to my face!" I shouted.
"WELL AT LEAST I DIDN'T MAKE MYSELF VULNERABLE ENOUGH TO GET BEAT UP EVERY DAY AND MAKE MY BEST FRIEND PROTECT ME WHEN HE HAD HIS OWN FUCKING PROBLEMS."
"WHAT PROBLEMS!? YOU HAD EVERYTHING LOVING PARENTS, A GREAT BROTHER, TALENT! AND DO YOU THINK I WANTED TO BEAT UP IT'S NOT LIKE I FORCED YOU TO HELP ME YOU DID THAT ON YOUR OWN! TELL ME WHAT PROBLEMS DID YOU HAVE!?"
"Well.... I ... Er."
"THAT'S WHAT I FUCKING-"I got cut off by Niall pulling his hand back and slapping me hard across the face. I was shocked so was he. He immediately started to apology but I didn't hear him I just shook my head giving him the death stare and ran.
I can't believe he slapped me AGAIN.