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Ch 5: A message

Ashley's P.O.V

I was staring at my phone with a tear running down my face. I was looking at a picture of me with my parents when I was younger. I missed my parents and I would do anything to see them. 

I heard footsteps outside my door so I quickly brushed away the tears that were sitting on my cheeks. 

I quickly shoved my phone under my pillow.  

"Ashley?" I heard a husky voice call followed by a knock.  

"Harry?" I took a guess, but I could tell it was him from his voice.

"Yeah I heard crying, can I come in?"

I hesitated to answer his question as I ran to the mirror that was hanging on the wall to check how red and puffy my eyes were. Not to be bad.

"Yeah ok sure" I replied after a few seconds. 

The door creaked open and Harry's head popped through the door.

"Your eyes" He started to say while walking over to me "red"

"I'm just tired" I forced a smile that he could see right through. I really didn't want to talk to him, I still remember how rude he was. 

He seated himself on my bed and patted the spot next to him indicating for me to sit next to him.

Harry's P.O.V

"Ashley, you don't have to be alone" I started to say as she gave me a confused look and sighed. I smiled

"What I mean is, you can let people in"

She shrugged. I could tell it was hard for her.

"Look I'm sorry for the way I acted when we met, I was in a bad mood, that's all, but I'm trying to be nice and help you"

She turned to face the floor and her bottom lip trembled as a tear rushed down her cheek and fell on her knee. The room was silent apart from her sobbing.

"Let someone in" I said as I started towards the door "any of us" 

I walked into the lounge where the rest of the boys were seated. 

"Did you apologise?" Liam was the first the ask. I nodded. 

"How did it go?" Niall threw another question at me.

"She started to cry"

I sat down beside Zayn.

"By the way, Mary rang" Zayn nudged my arm. I sighed

"Who cares if Management want you guys together" He informed me "Do what makes you happy" 

"She knows about Ashley though" 

"So?" 

"Do you reckon she would tell if she got angry?"

"Doubt it" Niall laughed butting into our conversation.  

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 I was standing out the front of Mary's flat. The paparazzi started to arrive and I started banging on the door even harder then before "Mary!" I shouted over and over again. 

I shielded my face from the flashing lights surrounding me. It's like 7:00pm, can't these guys just cut me some slack and leave me alone. Don't they have families and homes to go to? Or do they have nothing else better to do? 

I soon remembered that Mary had given me a key to her flat in case I needed to get in. 

I searched my jean pockets, nothing. Then I pulled out my wallet and sure enough sitting in the middle of it, were a pair of keys.

I unlocked the door and slammed the door shut behind me. All the lights were turned off. Weird because she was always home on a Friday night. I turned the light on and looked around the flat. That''s when my eyes started to focus on a pile of clothes surrounding the couch.  

I looked in the direction of the stair case and then back at the couch. 

I slowly made my way over to the clothes and picked up the men's pair of jeans that were scrunched on the floor. 

I took a deep breathe. Maybe a friend was sleeping over and he got changed downstairs and forget to bring his clothes up. I looked around the flat once more. 

I started for the door and then I heard voices coming from her bedroom.

I held my breath like it would help me hear better. That's when the laughing started and so did the sound of bed springs creaking.

I headed up the stairs. I had a good idea about what was happening and I needed to be sure that I wasn't hearing things.

I was standing at the front of her door which was wide open. My mouth dropped to the floor at the sigh of seeing another guy onto of Mary. His hips thrusting. 

"MARY" I screamed. That was when Mary stopped moaning and he stopped thrusting, jumping off of her body and running out of the room with his hands covering himself.

"Harry" She started as I ran down the stairs . 

"Go away" I yelled

"I can explain"

"That you cheated on me" The anger boiling up inside of me.

"Harry please!" She called out, just before I slammed the front door shut. Next time, I should call and see if someone is busy.  

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AUTHORS NOTE; Sorry that the chapter took a while to come! Every time I would write something it just didn't sound good! So this was the best I could do for this chapter, it was one of those bridge chapters that you need for the next so i'm sorry if it was boring! 

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