No More {Sequel to One Direction is My Bully}

3.

Harry a fighter? I couldn't even comprehend the fact that he still hasn't stopped with the fighting. I guess it's better than him fighting people on the street and he's doing it in a cage as a job.

"Don't even worry about it Ashley. He doesn't even know that you live here." Louis tries to comfort but it really wasn't helping much.

"Let's go to his fight. And then I can tell him to get out of here." I tell Louis my idea but he didn't seem to like it.

"Nope. You're not going to Harry's fight, are you crazy? I don't know what's gotten into you but you need to take it down a notch."

"Fine then you don't have to go but I'm going. If you change your mind then let me know." I shut my laptop and stand up and walk into my room, Louis hot on my heels.

"I just don't think it's such a great idea. I mean, he's a professional fighter do you really want to do this?"

"Yes I do! And nothing you say is going to change my mind! So please stop trying." I tell him.

I get Harry has messed with my head for years but I'm not some scared little school girl anymore and I have no problem standing up to him. So I'm going to his fight and telling him how I feel. Will I regret it? Probably.

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It was two hours before Harry's fight and Niall and Louis are still trying to get me to stay him instead of going to Harry's fight.

"Please Ashley? You can watch derby with me and Louis! It'll be fun, we can order pizza and get ice cream. It'll be fun I swear." Niall pleads. When I shake my head no he starts being dramatic and falls at my feet and whines.

I couldn't help but laugh at Niall as I grab my purse and keys to leave.

"I told you both that I'm going so if you guys are coming with me then we have to leave right now."

Niall stands up with a huff and snail walks to the front door. He turns around and pouts at me but I just point to the door to signal him to keep going. He rolls his eyes and walks out.

"Louis? We're leaving!" I call inside the house. Louis refuses to go because he says if he sees Harry it won't be a pretty sight and he's also mad that I didn't listen to him and stay home.

I'm about to close the door but I see Louis running and I stop.

"I know I'm supposed to be mad at you but I just wanted to say that I love you." Louis says at the door and I give him a smile and hug him. "Please be safe."

Niall and I arrive at the event and we had bought our tickets so we go searching for Harry. But this was pretty hard to do with Niall's constant whining and complaining.

"It's so big in here, we're never going to find him." He rolls his eyes and steps on the back of my heels.

"Niall! I just really need you to stop talking. Seriously." I snap and continue towards the back of the arena.

"Ok but quick question," he asks and I huff and turn around. " why are you searching for him? So what that he's a fighter? And yeah he knows that you live in New York but at least he's making a career out of his anger. Lots of people come to New York, I don't see a problem with him being here."

I was at a lost for words. After everything Harry has done I don't understand how Niall can not see a problem with Harry being near me.

"Maybe I'm paranoid and maybe I'm adding fuel to the fire but I'm so over being scared of Harry so this is my chance to stand up to him because I'm never going back to London! So fine, I'll go to Harry but I'm telling him how I feel!" I rant and I swing my arms.

And as soon as I did I whack a guy sitting down in the face. I turn around with a shocked expression and immediately start apologizing.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hit you,
I didn't even see you." And the guy stands up and he's towering over me.

"Come in the back young lady." He orders and I follow like a kid who just got her phone taken away.

The scary man opens the door to where Harry warms up and I realize that he was probably Harry's manager and he had heard everything I said about Harry.

He sits Niall and I down on a small wooden bench and stands in front of us with his arms crossed.

"If you got us in trouble I swear I'm shaving your eyebrows in your sleep. Don't test me." Niall whispers in my ear.

I hit his arm and look towards the back of whatever room we were and see Harry jumping rope in the corner. We make eye contact and holy shit.

Niall saw my face and our expressions matched up.

"That's Harry?!" Niall says but I can't even reply.

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