Teenage Summer (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 4

                                                                Ashley’s POV

            The entire fight at the drive-in was so badass! I mean, I’d heard the guys were “bad-boys” but I never expected a fight with the rival school. I wonder what else the guys get into. Lorraine stood next to me, paled and slightly shaking. I think she was a bit afraid of this side of them. The fighting, gang type side.

            Next thing I knew, Harry was knocked out cold by this ugly guy in a beanie. I didn’t want anyone to hurt him, he’s too cute. I focused my attention on Zayn, hoping he’d do something. He simply looked out of the corner of his eye to see the guy examining the whole thing around him, as if he was an innocent bystander, not the guy who just knocked out my date. Dick. Zayn then reached out his fist to punch him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground, and repeatedly kicked him in the side, while holding the guy he was working on in place by the collar of his shirt. Impressive.

            Thankfully, it all just about ended when Louis, Niall, and Liam jumped in. They all got a few good punches in on the North Siders before the rivals ran off like the pussies they are.  I went up to Zayn, bro-hugging him, telling him how awesome that was, when I remembered Harry. I always seem to forget about him, which is weird because my feelings for him are pretty strong.

            I looked at his limp body, and I swear I saw his eyelashes flutter open a bit. Might as well have fun with it if he is faking. First, I lightly tapped his arm, then harshly. Finally, I leaned down and kissed him, our first kiss together. Things got heated fast, and I could feel him kissing back. He must be awake now. I positioned us so that I was straddling his waist, and he was still lying down. I slowly pulled away to see his lips curled into a smirk and his eyes wide open. “Cheeky bastard,” I heard Zayn mumble under his breath. Harry just laughed good-naturedly, and I swatted his arm, standing up from his waist, whilst pulling him up too. His cheeks were tinged a light pink at my previous actions.

            Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Niall watching me curiously. I flashed him a smile, and he loosened his grip on his date, uh, Veronica. She looked at him with hurt in her eyes but he shrugged it off. The whole thing was a little weird, and I wish I could read the emotion I caught in Niall’s eyes. Who even is this Veronica girl?

                                                Niall’s POV

            I watched Ashley and Harry practically have sex on the ground after he was “knocked out” they look like they really like one another. I wish I had Ashley, yes, I like her. There, I said it, and Harry’s going to kill me. I don’t even like Veronica, I just needed a date, and I remembered what she told me.

*flashback*

            I was just old enough to go to the clubs, just not legally drink. (A/N- going by American laws and stuff.)  The boys and I decided it was time to go clubbing again, the bright lights, noise and commotion were always fun to me. To be a different person and go loose. And, if the bartender’s trying to score, free drinks to underage mofos.

            Once, we walked in, and I had a few drinks from a flirty brunette who needed to learn how to wink, I felt a body crash into me. I was about to scold the person, when a Pretty black haired girl started grinding hard on me. This night was getting fun. I watched in awe as her body moved hungrily against mine, her straight, shoulder length black hair flipping wildly. She was clearly enjoying this as much as I was, maybe even more. This was Veronica, an infamous slut, who said “If you ever need a good fuck or date, call me,” then put her number in my phone as VeronicaIsFuckingHotAndILoveHer.

*End flashback*

            Now, though, seeing Ashley and Harry, I know I want her, a real girlfriend, not a slut. Harry will just break her heart, he’s a heartless player, and that’s coming from his best friend.

            I snapped out of it to see Louis staring at Lorraine and Liam drinking orange soda, and holding each other tight. He had “want,” written clearly over his crystal blue eyes and face. He tore his gaze away and huffed before going back to Marie. She was an old friend he took as a date, but he’s obviously more interested in Lorraine. Lorraine was pretty hot, she was in fact gorgeous! I could see why he liked her! And Ashley was hot just like Lorraine, too! These two  girls both had beautiful faces, and great personalities that just enticed you in. Looks like Louis and I both have a problem. What are these girls doing to everyone?