The Bad Boy

Chapter 88

Stephanie's P.O.V.

True to his word Ansel arrives ten minutes later wearing a red v-neck t-shirt, jeans, a Knicks snap back, and red and black converse. He walks up and hugs me and he smells like Abercrombie.

"I feel like I haven't seen you in forever!" I gush, pulling back from him and smiling. We were really good friends in school, and for a while I had the biggest crush on him.

"I know." He smiles big. He has brown hair and sort of a baby face, and he has never had any trouble attracting girls.

"Let's go inside." I say, grabbing his hand and pulling him to the door.

"Aren't you dating that Styles kid that came to school for like four days?" Ansel asks.

We step inside the club and the music allows me not to answer his question. I tug him down the stairs and onto the dance floor underneath where Niall and Ally are sitting so they can't see us. I'm not worried about Harry because he'll be to absorbed in Ashley to notice me and Louis is trying to touch the thing in the back of the black haired girls throat with his tongue.

I start dancing with Ansel and soon I forget all about Harry........... BWAHAHAHAHAHA I wish! I couldn't forget about him. I felt like I was going against the ten commandments or something. I excuse myself from Ansel and tell him I'm going to the restroom. I go searching for Harry and find him having no trouble at all dancing very close to Ashley. Suddenly I don't feel so bad about dancing with Ansel anymore......

Harry's P.O.V.

        Ashley and I dance for awhile, before she claims she's thirsty and goes up to the bar for another drink. I start searching for Stephanie as Ashley heads upstairs to the bar. I see a flash of red and blue through a bunch of limbs waving around and push through the crowd to find her. I'm still pissed about the whole flashing everyone deal but I'm willing to over look it since Ash is here. Finally I make it through to the edge of the dance floor.

        Steph has her hands intertwined with a kid named Ansel from school. They're dancing around and laughing. Together.

        "What the hell?" I ask, walking up to them.

        Steph immediately drops Ansel's hands, her eyes wide like a little kid who got caught sneaking cookies from the cookie jar. "Where's Ashley?"

        "She went to get a drink." I bite out. "Can I talk to you outside. Alone."

        "Uh, yeah." She says. "Ally's up at the bar Ansel, you should go talk to her."

        He nods and heads in the direction of the stairs. Steph leads the way and I follow her out of the building.

        "What the hell is he doing here, with you?" I demand.

        "I was sick and tired of being the third wheel." She shrugs.

        "What the hell are you talking about?" I ask.

        She leans back against the wall and runs a hand through her hair. "I went up to talk to Ally and Niall but they were all over each other. You were too busy dancing with Ashley, and Louis was cleaning out the back of a girls throat with his tongue."

        She's trying to be funny but I don't laugh. "I don't care, you didn't even try to come and talk to me."

        "Why would I have? You didn't look back at me in the car, and when I say BACK I mean BACK because Ashley took my spot in the front. Then you didn't even invite me to come dancing with you or offer to get me a drink, so why would you have talked to me?" She asks.

        I shake my head. "You're being ridiculous."

        "I'M BEING RIDICULOUS?" She asks, stepping forward and jabbing her finger at her chest.

        "Yeah you are but if you agree to chill the f*** out and not meltdown again or freak out while Ash is here, then I'll talk to her." I compromise. I am not in the mood to fight.

        "Whatever Harry. I just want to go home." She huffs.

        "here." I throw her the keys. "I'll go get everyone."

        "I can't." She throws the keys back harder than necessary. "I have to go tell Ansel bye. Just meet me by the car in ten minutes."

        She storms off into the club. I follow her and head over to find Ally and Niall who are, in fact, all over each over while Ansel and Ash talk at the table next to theirs. gross.

Stephanie's P.O.V.

Harry is being ridiculous but I'm tired and I really just want to go home so I cave. I go into the club and find Ansel talking to Ashley. I pull him away from the table.

"We have to leave but I'll call you soon." I tell Ansel, pulling him into a hug.

"Okay, don't loose touch again." He says, hugging me back.

He pulls back, kisses my cheek and then walks off to the door. Harry is corralling Ally and Niall towards the door. I follow them out while Harry goes down to tell Louis that were leaving.

"Shit he didn't give me the keys." i sigh, resting back against the car.

"What's wrong?" Ashley asks.

"Absolutely freaking nothing that is any of your concern." I snap, walking to the other side of the car.

Harry shows up eventually and Ashley slides into the front seat. Again. The ride home is pretty much silent and everyone is sensing the tension and therefore walking on eggshells. we get inside and I lock myself in Harry's bathroom. I take a forever long shower, wash my hair and finally get out after making the wallpaper peel off the walls from the steam of the shower. I pull on a grey t-shirt and a pair of black shorts befoore tying my hair up in a knot so it doesn't soak the back of my shirt.

Ally and Niall are already in bed, and Harry is helping Ashley pull out the fold out couch.

"I'll change the sheets and you can sleep on the bed." I offer.

"Nope, I'm good out here. It doesn't smell like hospital so I'm pretty good." Ashley says, flopping back on the bed with a sigh.

"I'm going to bed then." I tell them.

"I'll be in there in a minute." Harry says.

I crawl under the covers and fall asleep quickly. When Harry gets in bed, it doesn't wake me. I wake up and it's about eleven. For some reason I can't go to sleep, so I crawl out of bed, slip on a pair of flip flops and then walk out silently into the living room.

Ashley isn't in bed so I don't have to worry about being quiet as grab a bottle of apple juice from the fridge. I walk out into the hallway, deciding to go for a walk. When I eneter the stairwell, I hear sobs. I round the corner and see a girl huddled up wearing a white belly tank top, a pair of red pajama shorts with white polka dots, and an unbuttoned red pajama top with white polka dots. The door closes behind me with a click and the girl lifts her head.

It's Ashley.