Blame It On September (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter Nineteen

I'm soooo sorry for the long update. I've been quite busy with life and everything. But, thank you for getting me past my goal! I was thinking about ending this story. Idk, you guys are up to that. Anywho, next goal is 2K reads and 70 votes?

And here is Nineteen.

-madisyn

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Ashley's Pov:

The hotel room had a mattress in the the middle of the floor. There wasn't a light anywhere in the room. I went to scope out the bathroom and it was disgusting. There was mold and rust basically everywhere. I guess I won't be using the bathroom at all. 

"Harry, there's only one mattress. Where am I sleeping?" Of course I didn't want to sleep with Harry. I mean, yes I like him but the way he acts towards me, I just feel uncomfortable even standing in the same room as him.

"Well, you can take the mattress, and I can sleep on the floor. Or the other way around or we both sleep on the mattress." I decided to sleep on the floor while he would take the mattress. 

 There wasn't any blankets or pillows to use. Shows what a cheap motel this really is. I took my sweater off and wrapped it up in a ball to use as a pillow. I just hope it doesn't get too cold in here.

"I think we should go to sleep now. It's getting late." Harry spoke.

I chose the corner of the room and curled up in a ball with my sweater under my head. It was uncomfortable, but I'm not going to complain. What was their to complain about? Nothing. I mean, any girl would love to be in my place with the one and only Harry Styles.

"Ash? Are you warm enough?" I yawned and nodded a 'yes'.

"But, you're shivering...I can always give you my jacket." Harry sounded concerned. But, I basically treat him like dirt, why is he being so nice?

"You're gonna be cold though. I'll be fine." My eyes started to droop. 

I felt my body life off the ground and onto sometihng that was better than the floor. Arms snaked around my waist and pulled me closer to a body. 

"Are you asleep?" Why was he asking me if I was asleep? I just pretended I was to find out why the hell he was asking me this.

"Good. Because I love you. I love you so much and you don't even know. I didn't even know until today. When I was staring into your blue eyes. I couldn't help but notice how gorgeous you really are.No, you're more like perfect. I've never fallen so hard for a girl before and this doesn't feel right, but somehow I just do. I wonder if you feel the same. I sure hope so. That would make me super happy. But, you're asleep and I guess you'll never know and I won't either. But I think I can live with that. Night, Ash. I love you." I couldn't help but smile to myself. I had to tell him. I had to say something. I just had to. I mean, I love him too. 

"Do you really mean it?" I looked up at him, smiling so big.

"You're awake?!" Harry's face suddenly boiled with anger.

"Haz, listen to me." I tried to calm him down but I felt his arms that were around me get tense. 

"No. You listen to me. I don't understand how you could do that? I thought you were alseep but you played me. You were trying to get something out of me to use it against me. " He half yelled.

"Harry, no. You don't understand. Please, listen to me. I was curious. I didn't expect you to say your feelings towards me. I'm not going against you. Please. Don't be mad." I didn't know what else to say? The boy said he loved me. 

"How can I not be mad?! How can I love such an ignorant bitch?" He scoffed.

"But, what about my feelings towards you? It's not all about you Harry. I have feelings too. Can't you understand that? I feel the fucking same way, but does that matter to you? No. Because all you fucking care about is yourself. You don't even care about your band mates. Because all you do is fucking worry about ruining my life. Well understand this Styles, we can never be together. Ever. " I was going to get off the mattress that probably had roaches in it, but a hand grabbed my arm.

"Wait, you feel the same? " His eyes were starting to tear up.

"Yes. Yes I do. And I regret it. I regret ever calling you. I regret ever meeting you.I thought you were different. I didn't think fame would get to you. Bye, Styles." I ripped his hand off of me and put my sweater on. I started heading towards the door but I started to hear sniffles from the mattress. That couldn't be Harry, could it? I'm probably hearing things. But I knew I wasn't when I heard a bang against the wall. I turned around and saw a hole in the wall. I looked towards the broken person. 

I couldn't just leave him. Fuck, why did I have to worry and care so much bout others? Why couldn't I be a bitch instead?

I slowly walked over to Harry and I have no idea what took over me. But I stood in front of him, lifted his head up and smashed my lips onto his.

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Sorry for the short update, but here's chapter Nineteen.

2K read, 70 votes for Twenty. 

-madisyn