I stand back, away from the girls, as I just stare at JC, holding up a sign for me. I was going home with JC Caylen, wait, gosh that sounds wrong, I was living with JC Caylen. Much better. I sit in front of him and wait. After the fury of girls leave, JC just stands there and runs his hands through his hair.

"Sorry, for not doing anything JC." I say, he looks at me confused. I point at the sign. "I'm Carter." I say.

"Ohhh, hi, wait girl, how you know my name?" He asks, swaying his finger around, I giggle at him and stand up.

"Because, I watch your videos, duh!" I laugh and thump my head, he smiles.

"Yay, I'm going to have a cloud living with me!" He smiles. "And a cute one too." He says and raises his eyebrows.

"Ew, just, no,ew okay, ew." I say shooing him away playfully.

"I know you want this sexy body." JC says, pointing to himself. I shake my head and walk out the door.

"Wrong door!" Shouts JC, and I turn back around and come in.

"Which door?" I ask him.

"Follow me!" He brightly says, and he skips down the airport halls, and I frolic after him. We stop at McDonalds and I squee.

"You high or something?" He turns around and looks at me and I slightly punch him, and he lightly punches me back.

"It is illegal to hit a lady." I inform him, pouting.

"I know, that is why I hit you." He chuckles.

"Calling me a boy now are we?" I question, he nods his head as I close his door to the car, we walk across the parking lot, arguing how I wasn't a boy, and I ended up winning.

"Well, if I'm a boy what are these?" I ask, pointing to my, uh, upper chest.

"Implants." He says.

"Yeah, cuz boys just, love getting... upper chest implants!" I say, not wanting to say the word, JC laughs at me and holds the door open.

"You win." He laughs and soon I think he is going to pass out with laughter.

"Escape mental patient right here." I mutter, and pull out my phone and take a pic of him, and now he his inbetween cooughing, crying, and laughing. I rub his back and order. I take money out his pocket and pay for my food.

"Money stealer." He says after he calms down.

"You know," I begin slurping on my frappe, "you should really see a doctor about that little seizure you just had, JC."

"Well, you should see a doctor, because I think there is something wrong with your face." JC argues, I roll my eyes and pull out my phone. JC looks at me confused as I snicker. I click on Instagram and upload a photo, the one of JC. I click on the picture I took of JC and look up at him, he mouths "what are you doing?" and I shake my head as I press the button to post it. I see the picture and laugh, JC snatches the phone from me and looks at the picture. He looks up at me. I stand up quickly and run fast out the door. I see JC come after me. He scoops me up and unlocks the car door he sits me down and looks at me. He holds up my phone.

"Why do you have this?" He asks, trying to hold back his own laughter. He has me pinned in the back seat, so I try to squirm out of his grasp.

"I'll repeat again, why did you post this?" He begins to laugh again.

"A bit of carma I guess." I say casually. JC looks at me and leans closer until his nose is almost touching mine,

"Well never do it again." He says and releases me. I stand up and glare at him, and take a seat in the front. He gets on the drivers side and starts up. He turns on the radio and I hear "Kiss You" by One Direction play. My eyes widen as I jump up and down in the car. JC stops at a stoplight and turns to look at me, I continue to jump up and down in the car singing along (off key) to One Directions glamorous voices (I'm a Directioner) and dance around to the song. I see JC dance around to the song too. We stop at his house, and I pull out my suitcases. I look at JC, walking to the door, I clear my voice and he turns around.

"Help me." I demand, he sighs and comes and pulls out three suitcases, I get two and come back for two more, JC gets the final one and closes the trunk. He shows me to my new room and I nod. I walk into it and sit on the bed which I was going to change the sheets later because there was no way I was sleeping in a grey bed. I take out my phone and dial Rebecca's number. I hear her pick up.

"You in Texas?" She asks. I sigh through the phone.

"Hello to you too." I grunt. She giggles and waits for my answer. "Well?" She asks.

"Yeah, and guess who I'm staying with?" I ask, getting really excited. This moment JC comes to my door, mocking my excited motions, I'm jumping on the bed and waving my arms up and down. I roll my eyes at him.

"Who, lets see, who lives in Texas," she gets silent and then she mumbles "it cannot be JC, right?" She asks me. I squee a bit and she screams loudly.

"YOU ARE STAYING IN A HOUSE WITH THE JC CAYLEN!?" She screams, JC hears and snickers.

"Does she loveeeeeee, me?" He asks, rolling the e at the end. I laugh and she freezes.

"DID I JUST HEAR JC SPEAK!" She screeches. I nod my head for JC's approval and he walks over an takes my phone.

"Hey." JC said. I heard Rebecca scream. JC laughs and walks out the door, he sticks his tounge out at me and I groan, I decide to begin getting unpacked, and I realize the walls were a dark blue. "At least they aren't white, or grey." I think as I see a wooden drawer in the corner. I have a closet too, so I take out all my clothes and leave the other things in the bags, and seperate the clothes for the closet from the  ones in the drawer. I begin folding my drawer things and put them in. Just as I finish with the drawers, JC comes back in. I walk up to him, hit him on the back of his head, and snatch my phone from him.

"Oww," He says while laughing, "what was that for?"

"Taking my phone." I snap at him, he laughs and grabs some hangers for me to hang up my things.

"Oh, I need another drawer or two, all my clothes won't fit in that small one." I tell him, pointing to the small drawer.

"Well, maybe you overshop little miss rich pants." He says. I laugh at his terrible joke.

"I do NOT!" I whine. "Maybe you just undershop." He laughs at me and I lightly shove him while walking to the walk-in closet, and hanging up some things. JC helps, and after a hour of arguing, JC gets me another dresser and we get all the clothes hung up and put away.

"Now for my bed." I smile. I walk to the small bed and pull back the covers. JC watches as I take them off, and throw them at him. He falls and I turn to my suitcases to pick out a bedsheet to go with the walls.

"A BRITISH FLAG!" I scream, comparing the color of the walls to the color of my British flag bed sheet. I pull it out and put it on the bed. After that is done I take out my pillow cases (red) and put them on the bed. I realize I have so much more to do, so I moan and fall on my bed.

"Need me to do anything?" JC asks, I'm startled, beccause I thought he left, so I scream and look at him and point to a neon green bag.

"See that bag? All my posters and things in there. Take out my British flag, and a huge One Direction poster, and hand it to me." I command him. He looks at me for a bit, but then does as told, except for the handing it to me part, he throws it.

"Your welcome." He says.

"Ugh, now take out my magazines and put them in that plastic white container, in the green bag as well, and then go to that purple bag and take out all my phone cases and put them in the drawer under the magazines one." I tell him.

"How many magazines and phone cases can one girl have?" He asks. I look at him smugly as he unzips the green bag again and sees the magazines.

"Lets see, about 30 to 40 magazines and 21 phone cases." I tell him. He looks at me and begins to take out the magazines. I hear a truck pull up.

"My things are here!" I squee and rush outside. The haulers take out my makeup desk and I tell them to follow me. JC sees them come in and looks at me.

"Over there please." I ask sweetly, they put it in the space I told and go out for my computer desk. I follow after them. They bring it in, along with my green and white spinny chairs, and place them down.

"Thank you!" I say as they leave. They nod their heads and I turn around. JC is baffled.

"Well, just wow." He says. I chuckle as I go to my pink makeup suitcase. I unzip it and stare at my makeup, mascara, eye liner, and blush galore.

"I don't think girls need makeup," says JC, "I think they are beautiful just the way they are."

"Aww, how sweet, but can you please finish that and go to the blue bag and take out all my electronics, and put the Macbook on my computer desk, and all my other things on my bed?" I ask sweetly. He chuckles and nods his head.

By around 9 at night, we have finished on my room, we both sit on the edge of my bed and sigh.

"I'm getting water." JC says, and stands up for the drink. "Want any?" I shake my head no, he nods his head and walks out. After he leaves I close my door and get undressed. I turn on the shower and get undressed. I step into the shower and stand still. Later I get out and slip into my purple onesie, and brush my teeth, I walk back in my room and get in my bed, I pull the covers over me an quickly I fall asleep, my adventure with JC soon to begin.

JC's POV

I walk back in Carter's room and see she had already went to sleep. Lucky her, she looked way comfortable. Also, sort of cute, I remember her father telling me to take good care of her, and when I first saw her, I thought she'd be stuck up, but after today I see she is nothing like that. She is funny, strong, smart, I could go on and on but I don't think you want to hear me ramble. And on top of all that, she was absolutely beautiful. I stand at the doorway watching her, just to check she was okay. I couldn't wait for what she had planned for tommorow. Hope it was something fun. I walk back to my room and fall asleep thinking about the fun things that we were going to do together. (But ew, not like that, just ew.)