The Way (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 4

I followed Asher to the large door located at the top of the stairs. Only when he opened it did I realize it was a bedroom. He walked over and sat on the end of the bed, while I moved to the large couch opposite.

"Alex, I don't even know where to start. I fucked up everything and I'm so sorry I hurt you. You meant so much to me and now that I don't have you it just kills me. I wish I never would have slept with that girl, it was the biggest mistake of my life. It made me hurt you and I will never forgive myself for that." He spoke, tears threatening his eyes.

Maybe he should have thought about that before. "Are you done?" I harshly responded to his apology. He nodded and looked down to the floor. He thinks he feels bad.

"Why did you do it? Why would you have sex with someone else?" I asked more confidence coming through my voice.

"I honestly have no idea. Maybe because I'm a guy and you wouldn't..." I could tell he automatically regretted his words the minute they came out. "Because I wouldn't, Because I wouldn't sleep with you! Well I'm so sorry Asher! I'm sure your 5 minutes with her was probably way better then what I would have given you anyways!" I now yelled.

"I didn't mean that, I'm sorry I just keep fucking everything up and I don't know what to do anymore!" He doesn't look me in the eyes while adding to his apology.

"I don't think there's anything you can do to fix this." He continues to look at the wall while I continue. "We are done, Asher. Hell. We've been done the minute you took your pants off. If you think you can fuck someone else and just come back to me you are sadly mistaken."

"Forever? We are done, forever?" He asks me with no sorrow laced into his words. "I just need to make sure before I go have another amazing night."

"Forever." I answer his question. "Besides, I'm sure you had more fun with her then you would have ever had with me."

"You're probably right. She was amazing." He looked straight in my eyes breaking my heart once again.

And with that he gets up from the bed walking out of the room, slamming the door along the way. I feel like the air has been taken from me, no way I was going to be able to move. I fall back onto the couch letting the sobs take over once more. I spent 7 months of my life in a relationship that ended with one night. How could I have gotten to this point. Because my virginity is important to me? How could the guy I once loved be so cruel. Did he ever even love me? How was I going to get over this.

I get up from the couch and walk to the door. How long had I even been up here? I need to go find Jamie, it's time to leave. I wipe the makeup probably smeared all down my face and open the door. The music once again plays loudly through the house.

I walk down the stairs to see Jamie once again making herself another drink. The people surrounding her already look plenty drunk, laughing at each other for no reason. Well, I must say. They did look much happier than me. Maybe they had a point. Taking one last look at their laughing faces I headed into the kitchen not to retrieve Jamie, but to retrieve the one thing that might actually help me at this point. The alcohol.

Drink after drink are handed to me. And the feeling is amazing. I feel so free and invincible! Nothing is gonna bring me down! I somehow ended up on the couch sitting next to Jamie. She was laughing uncontrollably at the attractive guy sitting next to her. ha! I bet she wasn't thinking about her boyfriend. Well, neither was I. Oh wait, ex-boyfriend. I really needed to get my mind off of...him.

"Do you wanna dance?" I surprised me and Jamie both my asking her.

"Always!" And with that she pulled me onto the table once again. This time instead of looking at the guys watching me I feed of their gazes truly getting into the music. My dress began to slide up my leg, but the alcohol took over my reason leaving me to not care. That's when I noticed him starring. Most guys were looking at us, but all of us, not just me. He however was fully taking me in and I honestly can say it was the greatest feeling in the world.

I get off the table and walk over to the wall he is leaning on. I grab his hand and pull him towards the middle of the room. Now I wasn't just dancing, we were dancing. I could feel how hard he was through his jeans, making me want him even more.

"Do you wanna go upstairs?" I ask loudly above the music.

He nods his head and pulls me towards the staircase. Now for the second time tonight I reach to open the bedroom door.