So I've ran out of ideas for 'After the Heartbreak' but I hope to come back to it pretty soon-ish if I can! I don't know where to go with it. But if you guys have any ideas for it then please let me know. .
But I've read a few fic's like this one is going to be and I really like the idea of it...So I'm gonna give it a go. Let's take Peter and Carla back to when they were teenagers! For the sake of this fic, they are both a similar age, with Peter just being a year older than Carla.
Carla O'Brian is good-friends with The Connors. (Liam, Paul & Michelle.) But Carla is still single. Peter Barlow is the new-guy around college. Carla is 16 and Peter is 17.
Carla O'Brian was sat on one of the picnic tables that were just outside of her college along with Michelle, Paul and Liam. She had always been close to the Connor family, and she enjoyed spending her lunch-times with them.
"So Paul have ya done that business essay?" Carla asked him teasingly, knowing fully-well that he wouldn't have even looked at the question let-alone made a start on it. She had always had a bit of a crush on Paul, and everyone expected that one-day they would eventually get-together, but nothing had ever happened yet.
"What do you think Carla?" Paul responded with a cheeky-smile. "Why? I guess yours is already completed and handed-in right?" Paul teased.
"Shut-up. No it isn't actually. I only started-it last-night…..And that was only because I had nothing better to do….." Carla said, desperately flirting with Paul.
"Yeah sorry we couldn't come-over last-night Car, we got dragged-along to this family meal." Michelle explained. Carla's home life was pretty rough, which was why she concentrated on getting her work done so often. If she could shut herself away in her room for an hour or so, then it meant that she didn't have to face her disaster of a Mother and idiot of a Father.
"Yeah sorry…..About that….." Liam trailed-off, soon going-back into his own little dream-world.
Across the grass-area a little, there was a young guy walking towards the building. He wore a dark leather-jacket and some worn-out jeans, with sun-glasses tucked-into his black t-shirt but hanging on show. He appeared to be by himself.
"Who's that?" Michelle asked, out of the blue, as she pointed-out Peter.
"Oh, that's the new guy apparently….." Paul said, hoping that he wasn't about to be forced to go and introduce himself to him by Michelle.
"Oh Right. Well does this new-guy have a name?" Michelle asked with a cheeky-smile. "Because I'm sure I could think up a few nicknames for him meself…..Not too bad is he Car?" Michelle questioned. But Carla was too busy admiring Paul to hear her question.
"Oy. Carla." Michelle said, snapping Carla out of her trance-like-state.
"Uh What? Sorry? Oh Yeah. He's Alright I Guess…..He's a bit of a loner don't ya think?"
"Ya what? Alright? Just Alright? JUST Alright?" He's a bit more than JUST Alright Carla. Come-on let's go and introduce ourselves." Michelle commanded to Carla as she stood-up and then dragged-Carla over to the mystery-new-guy with her.
"Oy. You. People are gonna start thinking that you're a bit suspicious if you stand there like that on your own for much longer." Carla mouthed-off to the new-kid.
"Sorry?" Peter replied as he looked-up at Carla as the pair of girls drew-nearer to him, stopping in their tracks just a little-less than a metre away from him.
"Oh. I'm sorry about my friend; she's just a bit of a loud-mouth that's all. Just ignore her. I'm Michelle Connor." Michelle introduced herself, holding her hand-out for Peter to shake, and he did so.
"Oh urm. Hi Michelle. Who's your friend?" Peter asked, his eyes catching their gaze, and his voice making them both pay just a little-more attention towards him.
"This is Carla." Michelle said, introducing Carla reluctantly. Michelle wanted her chance to be able to flirt with Peter, and not let Carla steal all of the glory, once-again.
"Oh. Well Hi Carla, it's good to meet-you. I'm Peter. Peter Barlow." Peter said in a friendly-voice, figuring that Carla wasn't exactly the type for hand-shakes.
"Hey Girls. Leave the poor-bloke alone!" Liam shouted-over from the picnic-bench amongst laughter from himself and Paul.
"Oh well, me brother's are calling-me. It's nice to meet-ya Peter! Cya again soon yeah?" Michelle said, speaking flirtatiously as she cheekily-winked at Peter whilst trying to drag Carla away with her.
"Hey Carla you're not going aswell are you?" Peter asked.
"Well I don't have too….." Carla responded, releasing herself from Michelle's grip and walking back-towards Peter. "Michelle and her brothers are just close-friends, that's all….."
"Well maybe we could be friends too ey?" Peter asked shyly, he wasn't the best-person to socialise with at first. That was until you got to know him, then he was, of-course, the life and soul of the party.
"Uh yeah I guess so…..Stops ya looking so suspicious don't it?" Carla said with a small-giggle escaping from inbetween her lips.
Peter chuckled at her comment. "Yeah…..Yeah. Well I suppose it does doesn't it?" He added with a genuinely happy-smile. He liked Carla. She was different to all the other-girls that he had met so-far. She wasn't afraid to be herself around other-people. And that was what Peter liked about her the most…..So-Far Anyway. It was like the pair of them just 'got' each-other.
And with that Carla's phone bleeped a few times. "Ooh sorry let me just read this text." Carla said to Peter. The text was from Paul.
"Yeah sure." Peter replied.
Paul: Hey. Liz wants your essay. R u comin' in or wat? Xx.
Carla: Oh. Urm. Yh I guess so…..5 Mins. XxX.
Paul: Y? 2 busy with the new kid r ya? Bit of a looser if u ask me. Xx.
Carla: Shut-up. And yh I am as it happens. He's rele nice leave him alone. XxX.
Paul: If u say so. Hurry-Up.
Carla didn't reply to the last text as she didn't want Peter to get bored and leave before she had the chance to say goodbye to him for the day.
"Listen I should probably get back to my class…..Lunch has just finished…..But um…..It'd be nice to meet-up with you outside of college?" Carla asked Peter nervously.
"Uh yeah sure, that sounds like a good-idea to me…..Where do you live then?" Peter questioned Carla.
Carla looked-down upon hearing the question. "Oh, you don't really want to know that do you?"
Peter looked full of concern for Carla. "Why? What's wrong with where you live?" Peter asked, worriedly.
"Well, it's not exactly the nicest of areas let's put-it that way shall-we? And I'd rather you didn't meet my parents….." Carla trailed-off for a second to think. "Anyway, how about you tell-me where you live instead then ey?" Carla asked, trying to change the subject away from-her, so that she wouldn't have to go into the nasty details about her home-life.
"Coronation Street…..Number One…..I live with me Dad and my potential Step-Mum…..And her daughter…..Tracy….." Peter told Carla, his Mum had only died last-year, and his sister before that. Life was still hard for Peter, but he didn't mind Deirdre, at the very-least she shared fags with him…..She saved Peter money, and that was a good-thing as far as Peter was concerned.
"Oh right…..Well I know where Coronation Street is…..I'll urm…..I'll have to pay it a visit at some-point….." Carla told Peter awkwardly.
"Yeah you will, listen, I really need a cigarette, so I'm gonna head-off. But it's been nice-chatting and everything yeah?" Peter said innocently.
"Yeah it has been." Carla replied truthfully. She wasn't quite sure if she liked the idea of him smoking, the things her Mother smoked were illegal at the very-least, and so Carla had never trusted smokers, not up until now anyway. Peter seemed different. He was kind and caring, and this was only first-impressions which Carla was going-on.
"Cya soon then?" Peter said, before he walked-away from Carla, pulling-out his packet of cigarette's from his pocket as did-so, which was soon followed by a lighter as he pulled-out a fag.
"Yeah. Bye Peter." Carla said as she watched-him walk-away until he was completely out of her sight.
Back in college, Carla eventually arrived into the room where her Business Class were, which included Paul and Liam, Michelle was doing a Performing Arts course.
"Ah, here she is. You took ya time didn't ya Car?" Liam asked Carla.
"Yeah sorry about this Liz, there was a new-kid hanging-about, so I was urm, getting to know him a bit. Liz nodded with a smile.
"So who is this new-looser then?" Paul asked, annoyed that Carla seemed to have taken-an interest in him. But Liam wondered whether Paul's annoyance was being mistaken for pure and honest jealousy?
"His name's Peter. Peter Barlow." Carla replied, imitating the way-in which Peter had introduced himself to both her and Michelle. "And he's lovely so you can back-off and leave-him-alone already alright?" Carla told both Paul and Liam sternly.
"Oooh well sooorrryyy!" Liam replied sarcastically, and Paul laughed.
"Hey I said back-off!" Carla said in a raised-voice.
Paul could see that Carla was getting upset by this, so calmed-down a little.
"Hey. Look. I'm sorry Carla alright?" Paul said, before he then hugged Carla.
"Thanks Paul." She whispered, a small-smile appearing across her face as she looked-him directly into the eyes. There was a definitely a spark there between the two of them, they both had just failed to realise-it yet.
I hope you liked the first-chapter.
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