A/N: THIRD UPDATE OF THE NIGHT I AM A MACHINE! Gif of Dianna and Lea (aka Carter and Bee) to the side :) Enjoy!
After I left work, I went to The Blue Eagle, my mind reeling. That Regina Thompson person, that called me, she had been with Carter. Obviously the call was set up, but why didn't Carter just call me herself? Why hasn't she been answering my calls?
I had called that number back tons of times, but it started going to voicemail so I figured whoever it was blocked my contact. I didn't recognize that girl's voice at all. Why had I even answered those stupid questions?
Because I'm desperate to talk to someone about her.
I pulled up to the restaurant, undoing the top few buttons on my dress shirt from work as I walked inside. I could hear Bill talking in the back kitchen as I seated myself, running my palms over my face. What did her calling like that mean? Does she miss me? If she does, why did she leave to begin with?
"Hey there Liam." I looked up to see Emma standing at my table, a smile on her face.
"Any word from Carter yet?" She asked hopefully, fidgeting with her waist apron thing.
I smiled up at her weakly, deciding against telling her about the phone call. I didn't want to get anyone's hopes up.
"Uh, no." I replied. "Not yet."
"Oh." Her smile faltered. "Well, she'll come back. Don't worry." She hesitated before patting my shoulder lightly and turning to go serve some other customers.
I flipped my phone back and forth in my hands for a few minutes, then I heard the bell on the door chime. I looked up to see Zayn, Louis, and Niall walk in. Louis immediately rushed over to his girlfriend, grabbing her from behind and kissing her cheek. I had to look away from the sight.
"Hey look who's alive!" Niall shouted, coming and sitting across from me. "I've been calling you for days, you too good for me now? Coach said you quit the team too, what the hell is that about?" He asked.
"Oh you know man, just busy. Back at work and all. Gotta be responsible and shit now."
"Working for your daddy again, Payne?" Zayn asked, standing in front of my table. I clenched my fists.
"Fuck off Zayn, this is not the day to push my buttons."
He laughed, sitting beside Niall. "Chill out mate, I'm just teasing. Any word from Carter?"
I glared at him for a moment before sighing. Might as well tell him.
"No, none yet. Carter doesn't want to be found."
"Who cares?" Zayn asked, looking at me like I was stupid. "Find her anyway."
"It's not that simple."
"Yes it is! She's your girl, go get her. That's how it works."
I cocked my head at him. "What are you playing at? First you're all pissy because you like Carter, now you're giving me relationship advice."
He chuckled, shaking his head. "I'm not playing any games man, I'm over Carter. When we talked on her birthday, she helped me figure out that I didn't really like her, just liked the idea of her."
"Wait you talked to her on her birthday?"
He nodded. "Yeah, went over there early that morning. Don't worry, nothing happened. I just told her happy birthday, she gave me some life changing advice, then I left."