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


20. A New Friend

Niall's P.O.V.

I-I slapped her I again. I didn't mean to I just was caught in the moment. I was so choked up I cant believe that I was talking about my problems when all her life all she has had was problems. I started to cry. Maybe I should just stay out of her life for good.

Carter's P.O.V.

I didn't stop running I just ran and ran and ran. I looked around years streaming down my face I didn't know where I was. I went and sat down on a bench. Suddenly I felt someone sit next to me. For I minute I thought it was Niall I got ready to yell. I was surprised to look up and see a guy with black hair in a quiff.

"Hey are you ok?"

"Yeah I just had a fight with an old friend."

"Well I'm Zayn by the way. Do you know who I am?"

"No should I?" I asked confused.

"N-no just never mind what's you name?"

"Ryan. It's nice to meet you. So what are you doing out here?"

"My girlfriend Perrie lives over here I just came from her house." Zayn explained.

"Oh. Well, it's nice meeting you.", I replied.

"You too. Yea do you want to come over and hang?", he asked nervously.

"Umm let me think a guy I just met wants to invite me over. How about you come over my house?", I asked.

"Sure. That's way better then my house."

We finally got to my apartment and I was a little bit embarrass. It wasn't the best looking place, but he looked like he didn't mine.

"Can I get you anything to drink?", I asked.

"Uhh, yea sure just a glass of water please." I got to glasses of water and handed one to Zayn.

"Do you want to play twenty questions?", Zayn asked.


"Ok, how old are you?"

"You never ask a women how old she is.", I said joking around. He laughed. "No, but I'm 19. And you?"

"I'm 21."

"Ok, what's your favorite color?"

"I like the color red. And let me guess your's. Is it blue?"

"Nope.", I said pooping the p.

"It's pink isn't it?" I shook my head. "Is it purple?"

"Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner!", I said. We laughed.

"Ok my turn. Who is your best friend?", he asked. I hesitated. Niall was my only best friend. Keyword was.

"I don't have one.", I said honestly while putting my head down.

"Well, I have four best friends. Do you want to be number five?", he asked lifting my head back up.

"I would love too.", I replied with a huge smile. Suddenly, there was a ring. It was Zayn's phone.

"Hey, Ryan I'm sorry I have to go, but maybe we can meet up at the park tomorrow around noon?" I nodded and lead him to door. We said our goodbyes and he left. I wish I could have offered him a ride.

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