Clash | Harry Styles

Chapter 6

 Ashley's P.O.V

The rest of the week passes in a blur. I don't see Harry and I try not to think about him when I'm with Dré but it's almost impossible. Friday morning I get up early and go straight to college to endure the horrid day of continuing to work my ass off to catch up from the days I missed. By nearly three o'clock I'm allowed to head home feeling less stressed with the work load.

I get to the corner of my road only to find Dré standing at my front door, again. By the looks of things my parents aren't at home either. Seeing Dré stand there with his masculine hands shoved in his pockets and the muscles in his arms strained makes my heart stop and fear trickle down my spine.

I take a deep breath as I stop in front of him and wait silently for him to say something, anything but instead he takes my hand way to nicely and whispers softly, "Let's go upstairs."

I slowly slide my hand from his shaking my head, no, feeling a small amount of confidence build up inside of me.

"What?" Dré says actually looking shocked that I'm saying no for once. 

"I don't want to have sex with you because you force me." I say stepping back a fraction.

"You've never said anything before." Dré says with a hint of anger in his tone. "Come on lets go upstairs." He continues to pull as he yet again hurts my hand.

I hate this. I take my key out of my pocket and move to push it into the lock on the front door. It swings open and I step inside and wait for Dré to enter.

"Thank you." He says aggressively.

He waits for me to close the door then watches me as I take off my jacket and place it on the stairs along with my bag. I take a few steps up the stairs and hear Dré following fast behind I take a few more steps and feel Dré's warm breath on the back on my neck. I continue up to my room but Dré only shakes his head and I see hatred in his eyes as he says,

"I know." Fear washes through me so fast I almost fall over.

What does he know? Is it Harry? How is that possible? How can he know? A million questions rush through my mind as I see Dré close the door to my room and walk closer to me like a predator waiting to catch his prey.

Harry's P.O.V

I flop down on my bed hearing the springs bounce as I land in the middle of my tangled sheets. I throw my bag on the floor next to me and I watch as it slowly sinks at the top. I rub my eyes with the palms of my hands and sign loudly before looking up at the not very interesting white ceiling.

My eyes are starting to feel heavy when I hear Gemma downstairs. I slowly pick myself up off my ragged sheets and stroll down the stairs quietly. I turn into the living room and I suddenly start to feel very awake. A police man and women are standing in front of me with my dad on the sofa and Gemma on his lap.

I give my dad a quizzing look but all I get back is a blank emotionless stare.

"Hello, Harry." The police man says.

"Hi?" I say as I take the two people in.

The man is very tall maybe about five, nine with short black hair and dark brown eyes, his stare sends shivers up my spine but as I turn to look at the women I see she's completely the opposite friendly looking with short cropped blond hair, light blue eyes and a smile that that lights up her entire face.

"We've just come to ask you some questions if that's okay?" She says politely. "I'm Officer Wood and this is Officer Parker." She points to the man next to her as she continues.

"Well what did I do?" I ask as I go to sit by my dad on the sofa.

I cross my arms quickly when I realise my hands are shaking a little bit. The last time the police were at our doorstep was when my mom died...

"Skipping school is a very serious thing to do especially when you so blatantly walk around during the day." Office Parker says sternly.

"I haven't skipped school though, who told you I have?"

"Your father hasn't been calling you in sick so therefore the school has to worry about, how do I say? Your personal situation," I shake my head and put my hands on my knees.

"I haven't skipped school. I was feeling ill but my dad has been really busy lately so never had time so there's really no need to worry." I say.

"Okay, we'll talk to your school and get it sorted but we'll probably have to talk to you again." Officer Wood says as she starts walking towards the door.

"I'll see you out." My father utters as he takes Gemma off his knees and stands up walking out of the room at a brisk pace.

"Goodbye Harry." Officer Wood says as she and Parker step out of the room.

Confused I stand up to walk back upstairs but before I make it up the first step my dad grabs my wrist pulling me to an abrupt stop. Looking at him he says,

"I don't know how many times you've bunked off to make police show up at our door but if you do it again then I don't want you to be a part of this family. You should never have brought police to this house, do you understand me?" He says anger shredding through his voice so thick it would slice anything in its way.

"I understand."I mutter as I slip my wrist from my dad's furious grip and walk quietly up to my room.

I didn't know it would lead to police inquiries after all it had only been for a few days. I should have known better though with what happened to mom police are very unwanted in this house.

I let out a loud sign as I slam my bedroom door and starred to crawl into my bed hoping I'd never have to come out again but I knew that would never happen.

After a few minutes of breathing my own air I couldn't take it anymore. I threw the duvet off of me and rolled over to grab my phone out of my bag on the floor. Scrolling down to Ashley I typed,

You wanna meet up?

Quickly pressing send I wait for a reply.

Ashley's P.O.V

Stepping out of the steaming hot shower I wrap my hair up tightly in a small towel. I quickly dry myself with my mind racing about Dré and Harry. I quickly pull on my clothes and take my wet hair out of the towel to comb it with the brush.

Hearing my phone make a loud beep signalling I have a text I quickly put down my brush on the side of the sink and swirl around to open the bathroom door as I step out into my room to my shock I see Dré unlock my phone getting ready to open the text.

"What are you doing?" I ask him as I rush over to him, stopping him from reading whatever the text says.

I hold my hand out for him to pass me the phone; he ignores my hand as he looks back down at the phone and simply says, "You've got a text."

He starts entering my password when I abruptly lean forward and snatch it from his rough hands before he can reach for my wrist I turn around all in one big motion falling flat on my bum as I watch my phone crash against the floor and slide under my chest of draws. Neither of us speaks for a moment as we replay the last few seconds in our heads but suddenly I hear it and so does Dré. I turn to look at his furious expression as I once again hear Harry say,

"Hello, Ash are you there?"

The text was from Harry and my phone must have called him back by mistake. Shit.

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A/N

Oops what's going to happen with Ashley and Dré?

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