Day 25: Harry's POV
I woke up in Ashleigh's bed, still entangled with her body from last night. I glance over at the clock, seeing that it's 11:27. Last night was so intense, I still felt a bit tired. After Ash came out about her family, we'd started kissing, moving quickly to her bed. She'd laid beneath me, as I straddled her body. My lips moved down her body to her breasts. She looked a bit nervous, but let me know it was okay to pull her shirt off. I did, quickly pulling her up off the bed and onto my lap. We kissed a bit longer, before she reached down and pulled my shirt off as well. We were both so tired from staying up so long, so that's as far as it went. We kissed until she eventually pulled away.
"I really want to do this, I do. But I'm exhausted."
"Same."
We then collapsed and pulled the covers up, cuddling up. Her head lay on my chest, my arms wrapped around her smooth waist. We still lay in the same position as I try to unwrap myself from her. I'd like to get up and make her some coffee and breakfast and take a shower. As I finally untangle myself, she wakes up.
"Damn."
"What?"
"I was trying to be romantic."
"Aw. Well I'll pretend that I'm not awake."
"Good."
I lean up, giving her a small kiss on her head. I get up and take a shower. When I get out, Ashleigh has made pancakes and yogurt with fruit and granola. And coffee. The girl had a serious caffeine addiction.
"I was gonna make YOU breakfast!!"
"Well, you took a shower and I'm starved. Come eat."
I continue standing there with a towel wrapped around my waist, pouting because she'd ruined my romantic gesture.
"Oh come on! Don't be a baby. Pwease?"
She flashes me her puppy dog eyes, sticking out her bottom lip.
"How can I say no to that?"
"You can't! That's the point!!"
She giggles a bit, as I sit down and dig in.
"So what do you want to do today Styles?"
"Hmmm. I don't know."
"What are the boys doing?"
"I'm pretty sure they're just going to roam around the city all day. Want me to text Niall and ask?"
"Yes please"
She smiles at me, causing a smile to quickly spread across my face. I had it bad. I wanted nothing more than to give the world to this girl. I get up and grab some clothes, going into the bathroom to change. When I come out, I see Ashleigh is in a towel, waiting to take a shower. I can see the top of her breasts peeking out from the top of her towel. I couldn't help but notice how the very top of her thighs were peeking out, and how the towel just barely covered her bum. She turns around, seeing me.
"Finally!! Some people actually need to use the shower. Thank you very much."
She glides past me, and closes the door behind her. I knew eventually we would move to the next level in our relationship. From last night, and the way I was beginning to look at Ashleigh. I wasn't seeing her quite as innocently at this point. We'd both kind of grown into each other. Her cheeky side coming out a bit more when we kissed. I grabbed my phone and texted Niall to see what they were all doing today.
"Hey. What's the plan for today?"
"We're not doing much of anything. Just hanging around the hotel at the moment. Might go out and play in a while. You and Ashleigh want to come over?"
"Sounds like fun. We'll be over around 1. Sound okay?"
"Sure mate. Glad you two can make it out of the house with the way you look at each other. ;)"
"You know we haven't done anything! And we don't look at each other in any way."
"I know, I know. And you two practically mentally fuck every time you look at each other. Lets get real."
I could feel my cheeks begin to burn red, glad Ashleigh wasn't in the room. I think at this point in our relationship there was so much sexual tension that it was evident to the world.
"We aren't doing THAT any time soon. Yah pervert."
"Yeah, yeah. See you at 1."
"See yah mate."
I hear the shower shut off, so I go to the bathroom door, knocking lightly.
"Ashleigh?"
"Yeah?"
"Niall said they're all just hanging in the hotel and they'll probably go out later. I told him we'd be there around 1. That alright?"
"Sounds perfect. Now turn around. I have to get clothes."
I turn and face the kitchen, so she could leave the bathroom and get dressed without me peeking, as much as I wanted to. I hear the door open and her feet quietly pattering on the wooden floor. She gets dressed, then comes up behind me, wrapping her tiny arms around me.
"Sorry about last night.."
"It's fine. We were both done for."
"Well.. I was thinking that maybe we could try again. Like, tonight or something. Do I sound stupid? I'm sorry."
A nervous giggle escapes her lips. I knew she was more nervous than I was, but I wanted to be the first to do anything with her.
"Yeah. Okay. And you don't sound stupid."
I turn around to face her, wrapping my arms comfortably around her waist.
"And I'm nervous too."
"What've you got to be nervous about?! You know what you're doing! I'm like an idiot and I have no idea how to do anything and I'll probably do everything wrong.."
I cut her off, feeling defensive of her, although she was attacking herself.
"No. You'll be fine. You could never do anything wrong. When it happens, it happens. We don't have to plan it out. You'll know when you want it to happen. Either way, tonight or not, I'll still be here in the morning. Okay?"
She leans into me, wrapping her arms tightly around me. I hug her back, kissing her head softly.
"You're perfect."
She pulls away, looking me in the eyes.
"You remember that. Absolutely perfect."
She turns away from me, and begins walking away. I grab her wrist lightly, pulling her back to me.
"You couldn't be more wrong. I'm a mess and I mess up everything I do. And I sure as hell don't deserve YOU. Because there's only one perfect person in this room, and it's not me."

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FanfictionHarry Styles met Ashleigh Davidson in the most complicated of stories. Count back the days to the 786th day when the "event" happens. Though their relationship has never been even close to perfect, will love just happen to be enough for them to over...