Broken girl (h.s)

Ch. 8

Ashton's POV

The flight was short when you have a dog to play with and movies to watch and books to read and a violet to talk to.

So yea, me and Violet were idiots the whole entire flight there getting dirty looks from all different directions

There was this one point where this guy came up to us and asked us to be quiet because he had a 5 year old on flight trying to sleep and I told him off I was so rude and Violet just laughed the whole time as I choked out every word between laughing.

But we finally landed in New York

||After boring airport stuff||

"Give me your phone and earbuds."

"Why?" She asks as we walk through town

"Just give me them"

She hands me it and I go on YouTube and turn on welcome to New York and put an earbud in one of our ears

"Your so cheesy." She says pulling out her ear bud laughing and playfully shoving me

"Cheesy as charged." I grin.

I spot an apartment building

"Come on" I grab her hand and pull her in the building

"We would like to get a room"

||After boring registration stuff||

Our room is room 17 and we are in the elevator on our way up to the room and Violet can't get that beautiful smile off of her face. I check the time, it's 8 at night and I'm as tired as fuck.

"Are you tired?" She asks

"Yea why?"

"You just look like it." She shrugs

The elevator opens and we step out and find our door.

"Ready?" I ask and she nods

Violets POV

he opens the door to the apartment and it is HUGE.

"Oh my gosh!" I shout

"What?" He asks laughing and I jump in his arms.

The fact that we ran away together and were in New York just hit me like a truck

"We did it" I said burrowing my head in his chest and he giggles wrapping his arms around me.

"Yes we did." he says

I jump off of him and we explore the rest of the apartment.

It's huge, there's only one gigantic room with a bed on one side and a bed across from it on the other side of the room, there's a kitchen half the size of the room and a big bathroom.

Ashton's POV

I'm checking out the bed I chose as Violet was in the kitchen admiring the table. I love that dork.

The apartment is huge for only 50$ per person and then paying for the electric bills and stuff. I sit on my bed and lay down.

"Ashton!" Violet said coming in the room

"Yes love?"

"Nothing, I just didn't want you falling asleep without a good night." she says smiling causing me to smile.

"Well good night" I say standing up hugging her then laying under the soft blanket the bed came with.

"Night" she pecks my forehead then turns off the lamp beside me. I'm damn glad she turned off that lamp after she kissed my forehead because I bet my face is as red as a tomato.

I think I love her.

I love Violet.

Violets POV

I wake up in the middle of the night to my phone vibrating. I look at it and it's a random number, I go into the bathroom not wanting to wake Ashton and answer it.

"Hello?"

"Violet come home, I- I can't sleep" I hear a voice mumble stutter

"Who is this?"

"L-Luke"

"Why are you calling me at-1:17 AM?"

"I-I told y-you I ca-can't sl-sleep" he stutter more

"Luke I- I'm in New York" I say as a tear rolls down my face and I bite my thumb.

"Wh-what?" He sounds heart broken

"I'm in New York with Ashton a-uhm uh we ran away."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"I love you" he says

"I love you too Luke."

"Are you and Ashton you know." He just had to ask

"No Luke."

"How's Harry?" I just had to ask

"He's actually throwing a party." He chuckles and I chuckle

"He's a dick"

"Yep, a real dick he is" he agrees causing me to laugh.

"I got to go Luke, you woke me up."

"Sorry, good night, I love you." He says

"Love you too" I say and hang up

I wipe the few tears that escaped my eyes.

I couldn't seem to fall asleep again I just lied in bed, thinking

Thinking about his stuttering

About how he called me so late because he couldn't sleep

How, I was the reason he couldn't sleep

How he wanted me to come home

How I made him laugh.

Then my lips began to miss the soft touch of his, those pink soft lips

His hair how it's just, so indescribable. just Luke

Luke

Luke

Luke

I think I love him.

I know I love him.

I love Luke and with that, I fell asleep

Harry's POV

I was crying. not because I made a salad and I had to cut onions for the salad because...

Me and Luke have never been close, no

I haven't had chipotle in forever, no

I lost a follower on a social media, no

I read a sad book, no

I watched a sad movie, no

My girlfriend that does not exist broke up with me, no

I miss Violet, no

That can't be it

Maybe I do, I can't sleep. I have been saying I'm happy I got calum to get her to run away but ever sense Ashton put it on Instagram they ran away to NEW YORK

TOGETHER

Is just so- UGGHH it makes me so mad and I don't know why, I'm not jealous. I never had been jealous in my life.

Fuck you styles

Fuck it styles

Fuck Styles

Fuck

Fuck Styles! Your jealous!

Maybe I like violets, sense of humor, taste of music, her blonde hair, her curves. how kind she is, how sweet she is.

Maybe I love Violet, no maybes.

I love Violet

And I'm a fucking bastard for letting her go.