Clash | Harry Styles

Chapter 10

Ashley's P.OV

I shut my door quietly and fling my body onto my bed, forming an indent into the mattress. The outline of my body shadowed. I look at the ceiling, remembering last night. How much I enjoyed it. It was something I'm used to doing all the time but with Harry it's... It's almost a whole new thing. I feel safe with him, in his warm embrace, his hot breath sweeping past my cheek. His long fingers brushing my hair back. Letting our eyes meet. I can still feel his hot beating heart as his chest collapses onto mine.

Do I like him, more than like him maybe?

After a few minutes of debating with myself I lift my body up, pushing my hair back and tying it up with the black elastic band that lives on my wrist. I shake away the feelings Harry gives me and go to dig into my draws, withdrawing an oversized tank top and boxer shorts. I love these! I and the girls brought them on holiday a few months back. Things in my life seemed a little bit easier to deal with then; it's weird how quickly things can change.

I hop into the shower once I find the clothes. The water trickles onto my hot skin. I run my hand through my hair, making sure the conditioner is spread evenly. Hearing a faint ringing noise I pause with my movements... It's my phone indicating I have a call. My first thought is Harry so I quickly cover my bare body and walk into my bedroom retrieving my vibrating phone. I look down at my screen and my heart feels deflated. It's Dré.

"Hello?"

"Hey love." Dré's voice booms over from the other end of the line. He sounds so much like Harry it's frightening.

"Oh, hey Dré..." I reply lamely.

"Oh hey Dré, is that all I get now?"

"Sorry, I was expecting someone else." I bite into my thumb at the irrelevant information I have just let slip.

"Who's this someone?" His voice is sharp when he says 'someone'.

"You know, Lexi. I was waiting for her to tell me where we're going today." I lie.

"Well forget her; I'm taking you out, tonight."

"Where?" I sigh.

"Just be ready for one and I'll meet you outside my house."

"But Dré I wa-" But I'm left with the dial code as he puts the phone down.

I really wish he would leave me alone! I don't even know how I feel about him anymore. Dré is an attractive boy, dangerous and not like the others. But that's doesn't mean he's the nice type. He's controlling and wrongly mischievous. I guess that's why I fell for him. I'm just confused and torn between Harry and Dré. Two guys, who are polar opposites, but yet so much alike, they somehow resemble un-matching colours they clash.

Finally after going back into the shower with my mind racing I finish washing my hair and getting ready, by which time its 12:30pm. I have half an hour until I have to meet Dré. I look into the mirror and stare at my tight pink dress - Dré's favourite. It shows off my curves and my tanned legs. I smooth out my dress and make way downstairs.

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I stand outside of Dré's house. It's big and has a huge driveway but other than that it's a typical house. I know he lives with a woman that's not related to him, apparently his real parents died in a car crash a few years back but he's never really gone into detail and I've never asked.

After a minute the door opens revealing Dré.

He has on his usual; skinny's, plain top and a jacket finished with dirty vans. He lifts his hood up onto his messy hair and smiles at me. His shoes kick at the floor and we stand face to face. He grasps onto my hand and lifts it up towards his lips. His lips imprint a sweet touch onto my hand, I know I shouldn't like it but he is my boyfriend...right?

"You look beautiful." He says with a small smile.

I blush and look at the floor, my flats also kicking at the tarmac underneath my feet. He cups my chin and then slowly travels both palms to both sides of my face.

"Honestly, I mean it. I'm sorry for being a rubbish boyfriend. I should be giving you every minute I can, making you feel like the only girl in the world. And I'm sorry for that but I want to make it up to you."

Crease lines appear on my forehead as I raise my eyebrows totally surprised. "How Dré, how are you supposed to make up for 5 months of loneliness?" I question.

His eyes travel from my eyes to lips, back and forth. He comes closer; his chest relaxes onto mine, our foreheads touching. He still holds onto my hand, running the tip of his thumb on my palm in circles. What I'm feeling it's like a very deluded, messed up Stockholm syndrome. Dré hasn't taken me away from my life but I shouldn't be having feelings for him.

"Ashley... I... What I mean...is..." Dré stumbles over his words sounding nervous.

"Dré, what is it?" I finally ask.

He takes a deep breath in. I've never seen him so...shaky before or confused if you like. "Ashley I want you to come live with me."

My lips part as do my feet. I let go of his grasp completely and slide my hand into my other, playing with my fingertips.

"Dré... I can't...I mean where am I going to live? I can't invade your house. Also my parents would never allow it you know that."

My eyes constantly blink hoping it's a dream and Dré doesn't really want to take the next step. He leaps for my arm, pulling me into his embrace, fingertips pushing my hair away from my eyes. He does exactly what Harry does but you can feel Dré's rough touch whereas Harry does it lovingly, softly.

"That's why I'm going to buy an apartment, for both of us. There's one not too far from here and I want us to stay together. You know...And maybe start a family?" He adds that last bit on quickly.

My eyes grow bigger and bigger my lips moving but failing to release a sound. My legs shake so much I felt like I can't support my weight. Did he just say family? I'm not ready and definitely not with him, I slowly shift backwards without picking my feet off the ground. I'm eighteen, he's seventeen what the fuck is he delusional?

Dré wipes his lip, looking sharply at me I carry on staring back at him and walking backwards. I close my eyes and shake continuously as I say, "I can't."

I push around quickly before Dré can touch me again and run, I ran as fast as I can and as far away from him as I can get. I look backwards for any sign of Dré but he isn't there anymore my heart slowly calming down as I lean against a brick wall of a stranger's house.

What the hell just happened?

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A/N

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