Harry's P.O.V
After leaving Ashley's house on Tuesday night I walked home in a surprising happy daze. Ashley's effect on me is strong; it makes me happy to be with her and makes me feel free of the daily worries I have to suffice. I've never felt this way towards a girl before and thinking about it makes me shiver with nerves and excitement. But what if something bad happens to her because I let her get too close to me? What if when I tell her about my life before we met and it scares her and she runs away from me, I don't think I could ever deal with that, could I?
With being in sixth form and Ashley in college it's been a busy few days since I last saw Ashley face to face although we do talk on the phone every day and text, a lot, I miss being able to touch her soft lips with mine and look into her pretty brown eyes. I don't know what all of this means but I know for certain that during this field trip with school Ashley has to break things off with Dré – even if it means more drama – it's not fair to keep playing with everyone's feelings.
The field trip is an overnight stay in London for everyone in years 12 and 13. The teachers say it's to help us experience the real world once we finish school. It's supposed to be team building exercise while working in busy business situations, nobody actually wants to go. It's the fact that the trip is to London that makes it appeal to everyone.
Jumping out of my comfortable warm bed I grab my overnight duffel bag out of the back of my wardrobe and start packing a change of clean clothes and the usual everyday things a guy needs to survive. Placing the bag on my unmade bed I pick up a second pile of clean clothes and walk to the bathroom across the hall to have a quick shower ready for the day.
Ashley's P.O.V
Today's the day. I've officially been invited on a field trip with Harry and Dré's school. I should probably be looking forward to spending some time with Harry but I know that won't happen because of Dré. Harry has said I have to tell Dré today that it's over between us but I'm petrified that he'll do something to me or worse, hurt Harry.
I've had to have special permission from my college to go on this trip as I'm not a pupil in Harry and Dré's school so if anything bad happens I'm going to get shit for it. I've only been allowed to go because it might increase my end of year grade.
I get ready pretty early as we have to leave early to avoid traffic. I have a quick shower them blow dry my hair and add loose wavy curls. Make up applied, I pick out something to wear - khaki skinny jeans with a plain white top covered by my leather looking jacket. Contemplating whether I should wear studded flats or combats I finally decide to pack the flats and wear the boots. Taking a final look in the mirror, I hurry down the stairs.
With my overnight bag thrown over in the back seat of my mom's car I wait impatiently in the passenger seat, picking at my nails and tapping my foot anxiously.
"Ashley, can you please stop tapping your foot it's rather annoying!" My mother snaps as she turns the key to start to engine and reverse out of the driveway.
"Sorry." I sigh.
"I thought you were looking forward to this trip. You know it was a big hassle for me to fill those stupid forms in at the last minute when I should have been working and you get to be with that boy...Dré? You're still with him right? I've never liked him much myself, rather a strange lad..."
As my mom goes on about Dré I look out of the window watching as we pass houses and young children running happily to school, their most favourite place, I wish I was back at school sometimes it seems my life was fine until I started college then I met Dré and Harry and it started to get complicated.
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Clash | Harry Styles
FanfictionThere she sat, smiling and laughing away. Her smile as bright as a star, hair glowing as the suns ray illuminates the silky brown of her hair. I want her so bad but I know I can't have her and that's the hardest thing I have to deal with every time...