Any Last Words? {Punk Harry Styles Fan Fiction}

Chapter 1

Chapter One.

I snuggle a little closer into Harry's side as I play with his shirtless body, rubbing my fingers over his muscular 6 pack as he looks down at me watching every move, smiling. I look up at Harry as his lips start to move with a smirk on his face, "I love yo-"

I shoot up out of my bed, making my covers fall off of my body, my eyes wide open, looking around at my empty bedroom, the same peachy pink walls, the same wooden dresser piled with all of my make up and clothes, the same white carpet that has that same stain that will not come out no in the corner from when I spilled coffee a couple years ago. But it's not the same, none of it, I have been dreaming about my best friend Harry Styles as a..boyfriend for the last week.

And it's not right, I've already had a relationship with Harry, he's just not committed. Not just with me, but with his girlfriend to. Yes, He has a girlfriend, Brooke. I know I am a horrible person for having dreams like that when he is already in a relationship. I'm just a mess.

"Come on Ashley!" My Dad yells from downstairs as I wipe my eyes and i slide off the bed to the floor, I slowly get up and drag myself to the bathroom as i examine my long light brown hair, my dark brown eyes, my lightly freckled cheeks and nose. I'm the girl that everyone else wants to look like. Although I don't know why, I can point out so many flaws.

I turn on the faucet and then let cold water flow as i grab my tooth brush and squeeze the tube of tooth paste on my toothbrush and I brush my teeth until my Dad calls me again, I ignore him. I take my time taking a shower, when i'm done I walk to my bedroom which is right beside my bathroom and I can hear my dad coming so i quickly take a towel and cover myself.

"Ashley Nicole Dawson!" My Dad yells as I turn around seeing his pissed off face.  

"What?" I say as I roll my eyes. 

"I have told you to come down here for the last 30 minutes! I ain't talking to a wall!!" He yells.  

"Sorry," I say as I walk to my dresser. 

"You have 5 minutes to be completely ready. Hurry Up." He says as I look around at him and my mouth drops.

"5 minutes!" I say as i drop the towel not caring if he sees me and I grab a t-shirt with the batman logo on it and when I turn around to go to my dresser my Dad is halfway down the stairway. I grab some high waist short jeans that make my bum look amazing.

I slide on some black flip-flops and I take my iPhone 5 off of my charger and I am almost out the door when I remember my sunglasses would look good with this outfit, so I turn around and grab my sunglasses off the top of my dresser along with my make up bag as well as a hair band.

"Time's Up!" I hear my Dad yell as I trot down the stairs, he sees me and nods as he opens the door for me and I walk out in front of my house and I walk toward my "Punch Buggy Car" as my Dad always calls it. I look back at my Dad waving.

"Study Hard!" He says waving as I get in the car. I drive off to USC, my collage. I do my make up in the car from red light- to -red light, I don't look my best but I don't really care. I am late. Crap.

I speed into USC's parking lot and slam my breaks on the closest parking space to the door. I take the keys out and slide them in bag and then take a hair band off of my wrist and out my hair up in a messy bun. I don't have to open the car door because by the time i'm ready to get out, Harry has already opened the door for me. I smile at the sight of him.

"Hey." He says as I step out of the car and he holds his arms out. 

"Hey!" I say as i give him a hug.  

"You're late.." Harry reminds me. 

"I know, I know.. Let's just go.." I say walking to the doors as he follows, we carry on regular conversation until we get to Mr. Duncan's History Class.

The bell rings as Harry puts his hand on the door handle. He slowly opens it as we walk in, it is silent. I slowly walk to my desk until Brooke stands up and you can see the anger in her and then sits down. What's wrong with her? Oh well.. I don't even really like her, I never have. Ever since 3rd Grade. Harry sits in his assigned seat, two columns over, and the second seat, just like me.

The class goes by fast and after class I gather my things and Brooke stomps into the hallway. I roll my eyes at her as Harry tells me he has to use the bathroom and then he heads to the men's room. It is getting late and the halls are clear, so I start to walk to Science, my next class until Brooke comes out from around the corner and walks in front of me and slams me against the lockers. I squeal a little, scared. Pain shoots up my back from the impact.

"Listen little hoe, stay away from Harry.. He's mine.. So back off.." She says as I swallow my spit.  

"Me and Harry are just frien-" Is all i can get out before she pushes even harder making me grunt in pain. 

"Better Be.." She says releasing so fast i fall to the ground as she walks down the hallway away from my next class. She goes around the corner right as Harry comes out of the bathroom. I am in tears as he spots me on the ground and runs to me.  

"Ashley!" He says in somewhat of a scream.

I look up at him as he kneels down, "A-Ashley.. What Happened.." He says getting teary eyed as he leans over me.

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