Girl Crush ☞ h.s.

[twenty-seven]

(Definitely not edited. Kind of rushed tbh)

Ash.

When she finally arrives home she hangs up the picture Marisa took of them. She loves it, at the bottom she scribbles out the date and puts Harry's name on it in case they split up later on. She doesn't want to forget him.

She's changing, her personality, her decisions. It scares the hell out of her. But she decides this time it's worth it. What Nick done and how he treated her was all in the past.

Speaking of past, she also decided that she's making it her mission to figure out Harry's. He never speaks of family or past relationships and she finds it odd.

Her day consisted of feeding her kitten and showering before cleaning up the apartment. Later in the day she figured she needed to do grocery shopping. As she was getting ready her phone rung.

She opened the text.

Harry;

Going to Louis' tonight. I'll see you tomorrow?(:

She smiles, not replying. After fixing her hair and throwing on a pair of jeans and a tee she heads out. On her way to the store she listens to Sirius XM, tapping her fingers against the steering wheel.

When she enters the small store, she grabs a shopping cart and starts at the first aisle. She grabs all the basic groceries she needs in each one. As she was reading over a pack of seasoning in aisle four a very familiar voice sung from behind her.

"Someone's ditched their boyfriend," Louis says in a sing-song voice.

She smiles turning around. "Hi," she says sweetly, pulling him into a hug. He kisses her cheek lightly. "What are you doing? I thought you were with Harry?"

His face contorts to confusion. "Harry? Haven't talked to him today," he checks his phone. "Nope, nothing."

Her heart drops slightly. Had he lied to her? She shouldn't jump to conclusions, he could be planning to meet him later, right?

Louis' smile causes hers to open up again. "He's probably at home napping or something," he assures.

She nods lightly, throwing the packets in her cart. "It was nice seeing you. Have fun tonight, if Harry meets up with you."

He nods, patting her shoulder as a goodbye. She finishes her shopping. As she pulls up to an empty register and begins to empty her cart, another familiar voice catches her attention.

"Hi," he says in a sweet tone.

Her head shoots to his direction. It was Jake from the bar. She gives him a small smile before dropping it off her face completely. He checks her out, helping her put all of her bags in the cart.

"Thanks," she says barely audible.

"You're very welcome," the receipt he hands her has scribbling at the bottom. She doesn't read it, just crams it in her purse.

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When she gets home and finishes putting up groceries it almost eight. She then proceeds to text Harry.

Ash;

Having fun with Louis?

It takes him thirty minutes to reply and in the mean time she flips on the television to busy herself.

Harry;

I love you.

Her cheeks blush read and she doesn't reply. Her heart beats erratically in her chest. Did he mean it? He's probably drunk.

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Harry.

She was right. He was drunk. He definitely wasn't with Louis, or any of his friends for that matter. He was alone in a bar with other creepy people who liked to drink and dance their problems away.

He knew better than this, but what could he do? He loved her undeniably and it killed him. He didn't know what this feeling was but he was more than sure it had to be love. He felt like his chest was under too much pressure.

He wants to cry and lay in the floor until his chest stops aching. She's so beautiful, so broken. His heart longs for her, but he doesn't deserve her.

He's drunk, but he knows exactly what he's doing when he takes a brunette's hand and pulls her body to his. He knows that he's going to lose her when he kisses that brunette hard enough until he forgot what Ash's lips felt like. He knew his mistake when he asked her to come home with him.

He knew Ash was at home being a good girlfriend, probably waiting on him to call her or text her again, while he was taking a girl home and fucking her mindlessly on the exact same bed she was on just weeks ago until he couldn't remember the heartache she put inside him.

He knew she was innocent, and for some reason he was selfish enough not to care.

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