Clash | Harry Styles

Chapter 14

Harry's P.O.V

"I'll text you when I get home" Ashley says as she hands me back my jacket.

"No keep it...I'll pick it up some other time." I say my arm outstretched pushing the jacket back into her grasp.

"Thanks Harry, see you around?"

"Yeah, I'll pop round later to keep you company."

"Thanks" She leans in and pecks my cheek. A sweet innocent kiss imprints on my tired skin. "Bye." She turns around and smiles and then resumes walking out my house.

Ashley only stayed until lunch because she still has a lot of college coursework to do. Without hesitating I let her go and carry on with my day. Gemma's out grocery shopping with dad and all I need to do is finish my essay which is due tomorrow.

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Finally another week has flown by. Ashley and I are on steady ground, dad's been working overtime which is great! And Gemma, well little Gem is perfect as normal. Today, as its Friday, I have law and business and then two free periods which I intend to go home and most probably visit Ashley.

As of now I'm sat in my Law class listening to the same old speech on something that doesn't seem relevant at all and it's dragging, the same annoying groups of individuals who don't seem to know the definition of shut up.

"Harry I see you have an essay to hand in according to my register." I look back at the beady eyed and teacher and catch on.

"Yes miss..." I reply.

I dig into my bag and hand my essay in as she walks past my desk. As soon as I hand it in, the bell goes indicating break.

"Thank you class, don't forget to bring back your revision guides next lesson. Stay safe." My teacher quickly shouts to the whole class.

I head to the toilets to do my thing and as I finish, I look into the mirror sorting my hair out because at the moment it looks more like sex hair than anything else.

"Harry a word." I suddenly hear a familiar voice say.

Slowly lifting my hands down from my head, I turn to my side to see Dré, looking mysterious and half dead - most probably still hung-over.

"What do you want?" I ask sounding rather annoyed.

Dré lets out a chuckle and messes with his hair.

"Harry don't act dumb, I want what's mine...I want Ashley."

I move closer to him, forcing his body to move backwards until his back touches against the wall. My face inches away from him, my hands either side of his collar.

"Listen here you fucking dick, she's not a toy you can just claim is your own or want back when you're bored. She deserves way more, way more." I spit.

Dré pushes me back, forcing me to lean against the skins as he throws his bag on the floor.

"Oh so you think you're what she needs? Like you said she deserves better than both of us and she definitely deserves more than a murderer's son.

My fists clench, ready to make contact with his cocky face but I know for Ashley's sake I need to calm down.

"The fuck you say?" I nearly growl.

"You fucking heard me! I don't want her around your fucking dad and clearly by the way you're clenching your fists, neither you."

"Dré, you know my dad's better." I say in a hushed tone suddenly all the fight has been knocked out of me.

"No Harry he isn't, you bloody know he isn't. You're not gonna take Ashley. I don't want her anywhere near your house. I don't even want Gemma anywhere near the thing you call dad but I have no say an-"

"Too fucking right you don't, that is Gemma's father, father alright!" I interrupt.

I keep my distance even though I want to hurt him for uttering these words.

"I don't care; Ashley is to go nowhere near you or your father." Dré orders and he picks up his bag and walks swiftly out leaving me looking back at my reflection.

My eyes are wide with anger, my face red and blotchy. I take a deep breath to calm myself. Fucking Dré why does he have to be the one to push me back to my senses? Neither of us are good enough for a girl like Ashley and, I fucking hate myself for it.

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A/N

It's a short chapter I know but we revealed a secret which unravels even more in the next few chapters!!

What do you think Harry's dad has done to make Dré hate him? He did kill someone...

Why do you think Dré cares about Gemma?

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