I walk down the street from my apartment in New York City and hail a cab to school. After I graduated from school last year I decided to move to New York City and major in the arts. Surprised me too that that's what I want to do.
After moving Louis and Niall stayed back home but since I had nobody here and I wasn't exactly making any friends, Louis and Niall flew out to live with me.
"Where to?" The driver asks as soon as I step into the taxi.
"New York University please." I tell him while sifting through my bag to find my phone. After finding it I see that I have three missed calls from Louis and a text from Niall but I was already stressed because Im running late to my first lesson and a midterm so I decide to answer them after.
After reaching the school and literally running to class I slip through the door and quietly take a seat in the very back of the room.
"Now remember, no talking, no food or drinks and no phones. Wow, I feel like I'm talking to a high school class with those rules." The professor explains while passing around the midterm instructions for us to complete. "You may start your papers in the class or you can go to the library. If you need me I'll be at my desk."
I quickly look over the instructions and I decide it won't be that hard and I'll just start it when I get home. And since it wasn't that hard and the professor had said no phones I stuff my paper into my bag and take off to the library.
On the way there, since it was pretty far from my classroom, I unlock my phone and check my messages and missed calls. All the consisted of a lot of 'Call me back' and 'There's an emergency!'. I roll my eyes and call Louis back. The reason being, last time there was an "emergency" the guys couldn't figure out how to work the oven.
After a ring and a half Louis answers.
"I've been trying to call you forever Ashley! We have an emergency! It's serious and no it's not because we couldn't figure out the oven I swear!" He says on one quick breath.
I laugh and run and run my fingers through my hair," Is it because you couldn't figure out the microwave? Maybe the toilet?"
"No Ashley. Harry's here." He stated with a very monotone voice.
My mouth drops and I pull the phone away from my ear and quickly look all around me and at the students walking past.
"Ashley? Ashley! Are you ok?" I hear Louis yell from my phone.
"I'm fine Louis. I'm going to call you back." I say before he can stop me and I press End.
This can't be happening. I left to another country for crying out loud and he follows me?! I've been fine since being here and Harry shows up.
What am I supposed to do?
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Here is the beginning of the sequel to One Direction is My Bully! I know I promised you guys this at the end of May but I'm going to be honest,
I didn't know what to make this about but I just figured it out! I know I make a lot of promises I don't really keep but don't hate me!
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No More {Sequel to One Direction is My Bully}
FanfictionAshley has graduated high school and moved to New York for college. But when she meets up with somebody from her past, what surprises are in store?