A/N: This is going to be an important chapter, I hope you like it :) The songs for it are:
Ordinary People - John Legend
Adore You - Miley Cyrus
Through The Dark - One Direction (yeah, yeah, I know)
I cursed at myself for what felt like the millionth time since I left Carter's flat. I can't believe I just left when she asked me to. I go to all that trouble to track her down, then just walk away and let her new boyfriend rush to her rescue.
"Fuck!" I slammed my hand down on the steering wheel as I sped down the freeway.
It's been two hours since I left that stupid little town Carter is so infatuated with. I bet that Payne bloke is up there where I left her, comforting her, kissing her, fucking her.
I could feel my chest tightening at the thought of another guy with Carter - my girlfriend. She was mine, and I was hers. That's just the way it's supposed to be. Yeah I've been with other girls since she disappeared, tons of girls actually, but that doesn't matter. I never took them seriously because I always knew that I would find Carter and she would come running back to me and we would get married and grow old together like we were supposed to.
Too bad when I finally went through all that trouble to find her, she wasn't even the same Carter anymore. She wasn't my Carter, she was...new. And I didn't like it.
The Carter I grew up with would never have cut her hair short, let alone dye it. She never lounged in gym shorts, without any makeup on. My Carter was always so put together, so organized, so ready to take on life. And now I find out she tried to end her life.
My grip tightened on the wheel as I imagined Carter, so broken that she wanted to kill herself. How could she do that to herself? How could she do that to me? Wasn't leaving me enough?
And as much as I wanted to hate that Liam Payne, I couldn't. Knowing that he saved Carter means that I am forever indebted to him. If she had killed herself, I would have been destroyed. I dont' know what I would have done, not to mention how her family would have reacted. They're on the brink of falling apart as it is, what with the divorce and Shawn's condition, which I didn't even tell her about. I know I should have, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
Whether she is acting like my Carter right now or not, the Carter I love is still in there somewhere. And I'm determined to pull her back out so that we can be together like we're supposed to be. And no matter how much I owe him, no rich punk is going to stand in the way of our fate.
I smirked to myself as I neared my London home. It took me almost three years to find Carter, but there's no way in hell I'm letting her go again without a fight.
"Bill I promise I'm okay. This morning at the restaurant was just...I don't know how to explain it, but I am perfectly fine now, I swear." I reassured my nosy boss on the phone as I threw random clothes in my suitcase laying on my bed.
"I know, I know, Liam told me you were fine when he was over here earlier." Bill's voice was gruff and I could tell he was still concerned. "But you still aren't telling me why you need a whole damn week off work. Are you and my nephew eloping or summat?"
I laughed, shaking my head even though Bill couldn't see me. "No, we're definitely not eloping. And chances are I'll be back before the week is over, I'm not quite sure how this trip is going to pan out yet." I zipped up my suitcase.