It was now the day of the boys’ return. They couldn’t wait to come home and see everybody. Liam had longed to see Carter’s sparkling eyes for quite a while now, but the fact that she may not remember him scared him slightly. The other boys were worried about that too, but all the wanted was to see her.

A lot has happened since that disastrous night out. The principal noticed that Carter was having a hard time at school and decided it would be best for her to stay home until Liam came back, as it would be easier for her to settle in. She also gave Harry permission to stay off as well.

Also, since that night, Harry and Carter have officially become a couple. No, you did not read this wrong, Harry Styles and Carter Payne are now together. Harry asked Carter out the very next day after that night, to ensure that something like that would never happen again. Carter unsurprisingly said yes and has been smitten by the fact that Harry actually liked her.

Carter’s cuts and marks had all faded over the past few days, although she still had bad bruising on her ribs. Other than that, everything was perfect.

* * * * *

A knock on the door startled Harry, and he stood up to fetch the door. “Will?!” Harry’s jaw dropped and a bemused expression appeared on his face. Will gave Harry a small nod along with a wink, before stepping inside. “What are you doing here Will?!” Harry questioned. The pair hadn’t been in contact since that night. “Look Harry, I may have over-reacted with the whole Lucy situation. I know how drunk you were and you would’ve stopped it if you could.” Will sighed.

A huge grin spread across Harry’s face. “Thanks so much mate.” He beamed. “How are you and Carter doing?” Will quizzed. Harry wriggled his eyebrows in Will’s direction. “No way!” Will gasped, catching on to Harry’s drift. “Oh yeah.” Harry smirked. Will jumped into Harry’s arms, knocking him to the floor. “I’m so happy for you man!” Will said, giving Harry a big fat smooch on the lips. “Gross! Get off me!” Harry roared. “Oh… sorry.” Will whispered, climbing off Harry and helping his friend up.

“So… when’s the wedding?” Will grinned, nudging his dazed friend. Harry face-palmed himself in response. “I’m only joking Harold, but seriously, I’m really happy for you.” Will patted his friend on the back. “Thanks mate.” Harry smiled.

* * * * *

Carter slowly opened her eyes and glanced around her, noticing that Harry was no longer by her side. She turned to her alarm clock which read 12:42pm. Groaning that she slept in for so long, she stood up from her bed and padded into her en-suite.

Today, Carter was feeling a little under the weather, as it was that time of the month again, and she had excruciating cramps in her stomach. She hated when she was on her period, as she was usually very grouchy and never felt up to anything.

She put on a cosy hoodie and tied her hair into a messy bun to keep it off her face. She then ventured downstairs to be met by Harry and Will. “Hi boys. Haven’t seen you in a while Will.” Carter chuckled, smiling widely at Will, who just wriggled his eyebrows at Carter. Carter turned to Harry who was trying to keep a straight face.

“Just remember Carter, Will for a boy, and Will for a girl.” Will said. “Will, I’m not pregnant!” Carter assured him. “Yeah, that’s what they all say. I’ve got my eye on you Carter Louise Payne…” Will narrowed his eyes at the red-haired girl before him as he slowly backed out of the house, shutting the door behind him.

“What gave him the idea that I was pregnant?!” Carter exclaimed. “I have no idea… he’s Will.” Harry pointed out, earning an unconvinced nod off Carter. She strolled over to the fridge, taking a bottle of coke and downing it all in one sip. She closed the fridge and threw the bottle into the bin. “You alright Carter?” Harry quizzed. “Yeah, I’m fine, just feeling a bit ill.” She replied, scooting into the sitting room before Harry could fuss over her.

She clutched her stomach in pain and flopped onto the couch. Carter’s pain didn’t come un-noticed to Harry, and he knew exactly what the cause was. He followed Carter into the sitting room and sat down beside her. She put her legs on his lap and he stroked them gently. “I just need to pop out for a while Carter.” Harry said, standing up. “Where are you going?” Carter asked quietly. “Just out. I’ll be back in about an hour.” He responded, kissing Carter’s forehead and exiting the house.

Carter groaned and lay back on the couch, wondering what was so important that Harry had to leave. She shrugged her thoughts off and closed her eyes. She looked at the clock to see that it was 1:19pm. A smile spread across her face knowing that her brother would be here in a matter of hours, but her stomach also tightened as she thought of what he would think of her.

* * * * *

About an hour later, Harry came thought the door. Carter stood in the doorframe of the kitchen, smiling brightly at her boyfriend. “Hey babe.” He grinned, walking past Carter with shopping bags in his hand. “What’s all this? I thought we did the shopping like 2 days ago?” Carter queried.

“Yes, but I was thinking that we could maybe have a lazy day today? I’ve got popcorn, Ben and Jerry’s ice cream, rented movies and loads of junk.” Harry tittered, grabbing Carter from behind and putting his arms around her waist; he placed his chin on her shoulder and looked up at her.

“What made you decide this?” Carter questioned, gazing at her curly-haired boyfriend. “I just know how much it sucks to be a girl at this time every month, and girls are the ones who have to put up with pregnancies also. Plus, I’m the world’s best boyfriend.” Harry added a wink at the end of his sentence. “I agree, boys should be the ones who get pregnant.” Carte remarked. “And where would the baby come out?!” Harry questioned. “Yeah… maybe it’s safer with girls…” Carter giggled. “You agree about the ‘world’s best boyfriend’ thing though?” Harry inquired. “Eh.” Carter shrugged.

Harry’s mouth dropped into the shape of an ‘O’. “You don’t really mean that, do you?” Harry’s lip trembled as he jutted out his bottom lip. Carter kissed his pout and took both of his hands as she brought him upstairs. He wrapped his hands around her waist once more and kissed her forehead. “How about I get the food ready while you change into something more comfortable and fix the bed?” Harry mumbled. Carter nodded and strolled over to where Harry kept his clothes.

Harry jogged downstairs and got the food ready. When he returned to Carter’s bedroom, Carter had changed into his t-shirt, his slippers, a pair of his boxers and her own joggers. She was wearing his ‘This is what perfection looks like’ t-shirt, and it was quite true. His boxers, he was a little embarrassed about. They had love-hearts printed on them. And for his slippers, you don’t even want to know.

Outfit: link

“This is what perfection looks like, eh?” Carter giggled. “You look sexy in my clothes.” Harry winked. Carter rolled her eyes and laughed. Harry put the food on the bed and lied down. Carter switched on the TV and strolled over to the bed, sitting next to Harry. He pulled her onto his lap and turned her to face him.

“What do you want to watch babe?” he quizzed. “Can I finish watching an episode of Eastenders?” Carter asked. “Only if you promise not to obsess over Fatboy.” Harry retorted. Carter pouted and crossed her arms. “Fine.” She huffed. Harry smirked at his little victory as Carter put on Eastenders.

Harry fidgeted with Carter’s hair as she gazed lovingly at fatboy on the TV screen. “Can I braid you hair?” Harry questioned, causing Carter to tear herself away from the TV screen with an expression of confusion on her face. “Why?” she queried. “Because I feel like it.” Harry shrugged. “Okay…. Only if I can braid yours.” Carter raised her eyebrow at Harry. “Deal.” Harry chuckled.

* * * * *

“Nice dreadlocks curly.” Carter giggled as she finished braiding Harry’s hair. Harry looked in the mirror and horror filled his face, but it soon turned into a smirk. “I still manage to look hot in dreadlocks…” Harry commented in a cocky tone, earning a light slap off Carter. Harry stroked his arm, pretending to be hurt.

“What movie will we watch?” Harry quizzed. “You can pick.” Carter smiled. “Love Actually?” Harry pleaded. “But you always cry at that one!” Carter tittered. “It’s not my fault some parts are emotional!” Harry sulked. “Fine, we’ll watch it.” Carter laughed. Harry fist-pumped in the air and put on the DVD.

Carter grabbed a tub of ice cream while Harry sat beside her and did the same. She sat in-between his legs and the movie began. “What flavour do you have?” Carter looked up at Harry. “See for yourself.” Harry grinned devilishly, shoving a spoonful of his ice cream into Carter’s mouth, getting it all over her face. “Harry! You got ice cream all over me!” Carter whined. “That was the plan you douche!” Harry laughed.

As the movie progressed, Harry fought back his tears at the emotional parts. Carter slipped down on the bed and placed her head on Harry’s crotch area. She hugged into her hot water bottle as Harry rubbed her stomach ever so lightly. Jake’s words from that night continuously whirled around in Carter’s head. She bit her lip and gazed up at Harry.

“Harry?” she said quietly. “Yeah?” Harry responded, glancing at the girl before him. “Have you ever…. Bullied anyone?” Carter questioned. Harry froze and his body became stiff. “W-What makes you think that?” he cleared his throat. “Jake said some things when he was hurting me and I just wanted to make sure that they weren’t true.” Carter told him. Harry swallowed hard. Jake must’ve told her everything. No more lies, he was going to tell her the truth. “Well… um… you see-” Harry’s confession was interrupted by his phone ringing.

Liam Calling.



“It’s Liam, I better answer this.” He whispered to Carter. Carter nodded and smiled. Harry left the room and answered the phone.

“Hello?” he spoke. “Harry! Liam cheered. “Hey Liam, what’s up?” Harry quizzed. “I’m just letting you know that we’ll be home in an hour.” Liam told him. “Great. See you then.” Harry grinned. “Bye!” Liam shrieked and hung up the phone. Harry waltzed back into Carter, who was now snuggled up under the covers with her eyes shut.

“You okay babe?” Harry asked as he climbed into the bed. “Mmm.” Carter nodded sleepily. “Carter, about the bullying…” Harry began but was once again interrupted. This time, by Carter’s lips against his. “Forget about it Harry.” She smiled, kissing his nose before lying back down. “Wanna cuddle? I think you may need it because another sad part is coming up!” Carter giggled. Harry smiled and lied down beside her, pulling her close to him.

* * * * *

“WE’’RE HOME!” four boys burst into Carter’s room. “Shh! Carter’s asleep! Harry hissed. Liam gazed at the doorframe in Carter’s room. “What the hell happened the door?!” he exclaimed. “There was a slight accident.” Harry retorted. Liam frowned for a moment but soon nodded. The four boys sat at the end of Carter’s bed. “How is she?” Niall whispered. “She’s doing good. Way better than before anyways. Her depression is improving a lot.” Harry answered.

Massive grins spread across the four boys’ faces. “Will I wake her?” Harry quizzed. Each of the boys nodded eagerly. “Carter.” Harry whispered, shaking the sleeping girl lightly. “That’s not how you do it!” Zayn frowned. “Yeah, it’s like this: CARTER! GET UP YOU LAZY ASS!” Louis yelled. Carter immediately shot up, looking around her with a dazed expression on her face. Her gaze met Harry’s and she looked at him in confusion.

“Harry…. Why are there 4 hot boys on my bed?” she questioned.

The boys burst into laughter. Harry eventually stopped laughing and took a deep breath. “Carter, this is your brother, Liam.” He told her. Carter’s jaw dropped. After a moment’s silence, she finally spoke. “… I just called my big brother hot.” Earning a howl of laughter off the boys, Liam engulfed Carter into a gigantic bear hug. “I missed you so much sis.” He muttered, holding her securely in his arms.

Carter smiled and kissed her brother’s cheek. Soon, the rest of the boys and Harry joined in on the hug, smothering Carter. When they got off her, Niall immediately jumped off the bed. “Carter have you been watching wrestling?!” he roared. “Wrestling?” Carter furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Niall, Zayn and Louis gasped. “She doesn’t remember boys! We need to show her!” Louis yelled. “Come on beb!” Zayn added, taking Carter’s hand as the four of them flew downstairs, leaving Liam and Harry alone.

“Thank you so much for doing this mate. I really appreciate it.” Liam said gratefully. “It’s no problem mate, really.” Harry smiled. “So… what’s going on between you and Carter?” Liam wriggled his eyebrows at Harry. “What do you mean?” Harry queried, pretending to be oblivious to the situation. “Oh, come on! She’s wearing your clothes and you two are watching a romantic-comedy together! You’re a couple, aren’t you?” Liam inquired.

“Yes.” Harry sighed, biting his lip and preparing himself for the massive lecture Liam was about to give him. “Well, I give you my blessing mate. But you break her heart, and I kill you.” Liam swung his arm around Harry’s shoulder. They journeyed downstairs together. “By the way… why is Carter’s hair red?” Liam quizzed. “It’s a long story….” Harry chuckled.

Things were finally back to normal, and everything was going right in Carter’s life for once. But all good things must come to an end, right?

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