Harry's POV
Ashley was so amazing. I really liked this girl. Not just as some good fuck, but as a REAL girl, for her being herself.
She was so nice, beautiful, amazing, non-prissy, laid back, and relatable. I don't know how I never talked to her before, or never noticed her before. We could've been friends, or may be even more, through the school year!
There was something about her I loved, that I noticed at the movies. It was something that radiated off her, that shined bright, and attracted me. I think it was the way she admired me. I had never ben admired or loved by my parents, my siblings, and I only fucked sluts, so this was a good change for me. It was a great influence for me.
Ashley’s POV
The rest of the movie was really good; it was some sort of killer movie from the 60s and was actually pretty scary. I held tightly on to Harry and shielded my eyes; I’ve honestly never been good with scary movies. It was honestly magical; a beautiful moment with Harry, and I even saw Lorraine cuddling into Liam, it was honestly a magical moment for me and Lolo.
The movie ended, and Harry and I walked over to Lorraine and Li, those two were cuddling and kissing as usual. Harry had his arm wrapped around my waist to keep me close to him. It was really cute.
“Hey, Lorraine, feel like sleeping over at my house? It feels like forever since we’ve had a sleepover.” She agreed, then gave a goodbye kiss to Liam. We headed towards Harry’s car because he’s dropping us off. I sat in the front, Lorraine in the back left, Niall in the middle, Veronica on the right, and Harry clearly driving.
It was painfully boring in the car, so in order to entertain myself, I messed with Harry. I placed my hand on his knee, slowly inching up, and squeezing every so often. I ran my hand over his zipper, which he finally reacted to. His breath hitched and he gave me a stern glare, pulled my hand off of his leg, and flicked his eyes to the back seat. Oh yeah, other people. Awkward.
He raised his eyebrows at me. “Are you trying to get us into a goddamn accident?” he said breathlessly. Lorraine giggled watching us, and I almost expected a chuckle out of Niall, but no, nothing. Hmm, weird, what is his problem? I’ve had him in a lot classes since middle school, and the little prick laughs at everything.
I turned around in my seat, saying an apology and how I forgot because it was so quiet and stuff. I glanced at Lorraine who winked at me, then Niall, who wouldn’t even look at me. What did I fucking do?!? Finally, I looked at Veronica, expecting a rude comment or something because I get the vibe she hates me. I know, I’m a bad bitch and she can’t handle it, it’s fine. Instead, she just raised her eyebrows until they disappeared under her black bangs, looking impressed.
Finally we reached my simple house, and Lorraine and I got out and went straight up to my room.
“Yay, Ashie, and Lolo sleepover!” I squealed while she giggled up a storm. “Thinking of Mr. Payne? Hmm, is that where the odd giggles are coming from?” I love teasing her, really. She blushed a bright pink and giggled again.
“Shut up! Why did you practically molest Harry in front of Niall? You know he likes you!” my mouth dropped open. What? Could that explain why he has been weird to me?
“Uh, what did you say about Niall?”That’s all I could say at the moment.
“You didn’t know that?! It’s obvious, why else would he constantly watch you and then look so upset after you kissed Harry and other stuff.” Lorraine rolled her eyes at my oblivion; I mean I’m honestly just as bad as a guy now.
“Whatever. Just for once give me details on Lili. Is he a good kisser?” I winked at her, taking on my playful tone again.
“Clearly he’s an amazing kisser, you fucking hoe! He’s an amazing, sweet, caring, and hot guy. It’s honestly hard to believe he could kick some ass like he did earlier.” I giggled at her comment, knowing it was true about him being too sweet.
“Let’s play truth or dare,” I suddenly changed the subject, wanting to do something fun.
Liam’s POV
The guys and I all decided to head back to our favorite bar/hangout place The Shack. Zayn’s uncle owns it, so we can pretty much do whatever we want because he’s cool. We sat down with beers and started talking about summer plans, as usual. This is what we do every summer.
“I think I’m going to ask Lorraine to be my girlfriend. Do you guys like her?” a chorus of yeses and hoots filled the room, but Louis said he didn’t know her well enough. I frowned before deciding to give him her number, so they could hang out and talk. It’s important for my best friends to like my girlfriend. He smiled thanking me, and I texted Lorraine his number.
Lorraine was so beautiful, funny, charismatic, charming, gorgeous, talented, GORGEOUS, nice, kind, thoughtful, and adorable. The thought of her made me blush and smile. She was so tiny, but when I saw her wearing a bandeau under her regular shirt, she looked sexy. She actually had a little bit of tan on her body, except for her face. Her face resembled a porcelain doll. It was flawless, perfect, and she had beautiful eyes that lit her face up. I know I'm really tall compared to only 5'3'' Lorraine, but she had a confident personality that made her stand out in a crowd, that's why in math class, she was sometimes the only thing I looked at.
We spent the next few hours getting drunk and hanging out, like we always do and it was really nice to be with my best friends.
Louis’ POV
*the next morning*
Last night Liam gave me Lorraine’s number to hang out with her, so I decided to text her.
At 3:00 pm:
To: Lolo
"Hey, any plans for today? Thinking of heading to the beach . . .".
From: Lolo
"Nah, mind if I come with?"
To: Lolo
"Not at all, it’ll just be us, pick you up in 20."
From: Lolo
"Yay! Beach day! thnx:)".
This was my chance to see what she's like before I waste a good friendship with Liam over some girl. I hope I don't screw this up.

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Teenage Summer (One Direction Fanfic)
FanfictionFive bad boys, two girls and one summer means three things- fun, romance, and trouble.