A/N: buckle up, it's a crazy long ride. Make sure to truly read the thoughts going on while reading this chapter. I don't give Harry's POV very much but if you've been reading and pay attention to the way he's acted in previous chapters this will make sense. I hope you enjoy this chapter!! I love you all!! <3333333
Chapter 30
Morning of February 15, 2019
Harry's POV:
I wake up and instantly feel a headache. Why did I think it was a great idea to drink last night. I think back to last night and feel sick to my stomach. I drank way too much. I blacked out and I don't even remember getting home. I snapped out of my black out to see Ashlyn sitting on the counter. I have no idea what the fuck I was thinking.
I can't dive back into anything with her. Way too much pain follows from that relationship. Once I realized what was happening as she sat in front of me with her top off I distanced myself from her.
She knew what she was doing getting into my head again while I was plastered. I handed her shirt back towards her and told her that this wasn't a good idea. I told her I'd order an Uber for her and that she needed to leave. She seemed fine and understood as I walked up the stairs to go to my room.
I climb out of bed catching a glance of myself in the mirror.
"Damn I look rough," I mumble out loud to myself. I quickly fix my hair looking in the mirror. I walk into my bathroom and brush my teeth then throw some clothes on.
I start to walk down the stairs ready to get my coffee. I stop when I see Ashlyn sitting in a sit at the bar in the kitchen. What is she doing here? I thought she left last night.
I make my way down the stairs and enter the kitchen. I follow my routine without saying a word to her. She knew I didn't want her here.
"Hey H, I had a great time last night," Ashlyn says from her sit. I whip around to face her after I get my coffee started.
"What the fuck are you talking about? We didn't do anything and I asked you to leave which apparently you couldn't follow," I scoff as I walk closer towards her.
"I'm sorry but I didn't have it in me to leave you just yet," she bats her eyelashes at me. I roll my eyes annoyed already and it's only 8 AM.
"You have some fucking nerve coming here!" I hear a voice yell. I look up to see Skylar march down the stairs looking more pissed than ever. I feel myself get giddy knowing she cares.
"I'm sorry, last time I checked, this wasn't your house," Ashlyn snaps back at Skylar.
Why the fuck did I allow this to happen?
"In case you forgot bitch, I LIVE HERE!" Skylar shouts at her keeping her distance.
My eyes travel back and forth as I watch Sky and Ashlyn yell at each other. Maybe Skylar will save me from this mess.
"It's a real shame you live off of Harry's money. I'd be embarrassed," Ashlyn says and it pisses me off. Sky's face turns beat red as she takes a step towards Ashlyn.
"I think you should see yourself out," Skylar says to Ashlyn crossing her arms over her chest.
"I'm here for Harry, not you," Ashlyn smiles not budging from her seat. Does she not get the fucking hint?
"Harry, do something," Sky pleads wanting Ashlyn out of the house.
"Okay Ashlyn I think-" I start to tell her to leave before I see Niall standing in the middle of the stairs with no shirt on and his hair a mess. Rage boils inside of me at the thought of Niall staying in Sky's room with her.
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