Girl Crush ☞ h.s.

[twenty-six(pt 2)]

Ash.

She backs up slightly, not daring to engage in either of the two's bickering. "Harry, stop," she begs pathetically from afar. He can't hear her, though. Jake put his hands up, apologizing over and over. Finally, Harry watches as he walks away.

She shoved one of the drinks into Harry's hand before downing the other one herself. When she set the cup aside and looked up at Harry, he only raised his eyebrows.

She was breaking her own rules. That wasn't a good thing. Her and Harry both knew what it was like when she drank. It didn't scare her, though, because he was here. She smiled at him weakly, taking his hand in hers. She was screwed up, but she couldn't help it. They walked hand in hand to one of the booths off in a corner. Niall was sat by Marisa and Louis plus another boy was in the other side.

"Hey, man. How are you?" Asks the nameless boy as he stands and gives Harry one of those shake-hands-and-hug-to-the-side-kind-of-things.

"I'm great, you?"

He smiles, nodding. She didn't understand what that meant but she's sure Harry did. "I see you've found a girl," nodded the boy again.

Harry smiles, nodding also. "A permanent one, I hope," he replies.

This makes her heart swell. Her body feels jittery as it is because of the alcoholic beverage she just consumed. She smiles but mostly because she's thankful that it's quieter over here.

"This is Liam, Zayn couldn't come tonight," explained Harry as he leans closer to her ear to rasp the information.

She smiles, "I'm Ash."

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As the two were leaving the bar, one fully sober and one drunk off her ass, they made their walk to Harry's car. The night had went rather well. Ashton wasn't emotional, just antsy. She had begged Harry to dance, which he happily obliged. They had fun and she couldn't wait to do it again.

The drive back was a bit boring at first. Harry had thought she'd fallen asleep beside him in the passenger seat. He glanced her way as she mumbled something quietly before changing the radio station to something more upbeat. She turned up the volume and sung behind the loud music quietly.

He smiled.

She was his finally, and it hurt him to think she was someone else's before. He stole glances from her repeatedly. He turns the volume completely down watching as she completed the next two lyrics before--

"Hey, I was listening to that," she pouts.

"Sorry ," he replies cheekily, turning it back up.

She doesn't sing again. She stares at the side of his face, wondering how he could be as beautiful as he is. She didn't deserve him. She wasn't a good person and she'll probably never be. Her small hand slipped onto the fabric of his jeans. It slid up to his upper thigh, resting there.

"Don't get any ideas," he mutters, though she can't hear him from the music. His smile is never-ending throughout the rest of the ride home. He was changing in a weird way and he knew it.

Once they pulled up in the parking lot in front of Harry's apartment, he shut off the engine and looked Ashton's way. She was already looking at him through the darkness; her hand was still resting on his thigh. She bent forward slightly, placing a kiss on Harry's lips. Her other hand took hold of his jaw as she began kissing down it gently. She squeezed his thigh lightly.

Harry's mind went fuzzy. "Ashton..." He whispers in a warning tone. His pants tighten around him just at the thought of her. He closes his eyes releasing deep breaths. Her kisses turn into bites down his throat. He emits a pleasing moan, only pushing her further.

She gives a goofy smile, pulling away. "Let me try something," she demands quietly. Before Harry can resist, her small fingers are unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them. Harry mumbles multiple profanities and practically begs her not to further the situation, though they both know he wants this.

She pulls his hard member from his underwear and jeans. She braces herself for a second or two before bending completely forward and taking it into her mouth. A loud moan is heard from above as she begins bobbing her head.

Harry's a mess. He's wiggling beneath her and he wants to pull her hair so badly and get to the best part, but he also didn't want to her think she never had control. So he moans and whines and just lets her do what she's been dying to do all night.

She licks around the head of his shaft, before taking him into her mouth again. She takes him as far as she can, moving up and down eagerly. She wants to please him more than anything in this world. She wants him to remember her.

Slowly, his hands fist into her hair, knotting up the back of it as he tugs slightly. It sends a shock of heat throughout her body and she moans quietly against his shaft. He hisses, thrusting forward into her mouth, harshly coming down her throat.

She has no choice but to swallow it, gagging slightly. She sits up slowly. A smiles stretches onto her face. When Harry looks at her he can't help but smile also. She leans forward, laying her head on his shoulder as she giggles. He buttons up his pants before pulling her into his lap.

"Let's go in and go to bed, yeah?"

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Yay she finally updates. Ik ik i'm sorry. BUt seriously you HAVE TO READ THIS NEXT LITTLE BIT I need to ask you all something VVVVV important.

MUST READ:

So like what would you do iffffff you were sneaking out of the house late at night with your bf and HarRY STYLES CATCHES YOU AND THREATENS TO TELL YOUR PARENTS AND LIKE YOU'RE ALL SASSY TO HIM AND YOU JUST KIND OF LIKE BRUSH IT OFF BUT THE NEXT DAY WHILE YOU'RE AT SCHOOL HE TELLS YOUR PARENTS AND LIKE YOU GET INTO TROUBLE AND THEN YOU SEE HIM A LITTLE LATER ON AND HE'S ALL FLIRTY WITH YOU AND MAKINGN FUN OF YOU BC YOU'RE A BAD KID FOR SNEAKING OUT AND JUNK BUT LIKE YOU GUYS HATE EACH OTHER AND GO INTO LIKE THIS MINIATURE WWIII

yeah, so like what if that happened?

It'd be awesomesauce right?

Well, that's WHAT HAPPENS IN MY NEW BOOK SO GO READ IT YAAH THAANKS I'M SORRY FOR THIS iLY SO MUCH.