Clash | Harry Styles

Chapter 24

Harry's P.O.V

Dré sat there smirking at me. What the fuck does he think he's doing here, at this time in the morning?

"What time do you fucking call this Dré?" I spit, anger mellow in my tone.

"I call this a time where you learn to leave my girl alone before anyone gets hurt." He replies as he props his body up off the armchair and throws the remote down.

"Fucking hell," I push my hair away and scratch my forehead. "Ashley isn't yours okay? She's not some toy you claim is yours and then come running back when you realise how much of a prick you were!"

Dré shakes his head and sarcastically chuckles before returning back to a serious expression, then moving forward to push me back against the wall with his left arm horizontally in line with my neck.

"Everything was fine before you came!" He spits as I push him back and watch him stumble.

"Don't you fucking back me up against a wall you remember what happened last time don't you!?" I playfully throw out this line.

"Son of a-" Dré lashes at me at full force and attempts to make contact with my face.

"Harry..." A little voice speaks up clearing the angered air and causing us to look up.

Gemma is stood there in her pyjamas and her teddy clutched to her chest. Dré instantly lets go of me and stands back.

"Morning princess, me and Harry here were just having a little chat, nothing more sweetie." Dré says before picking her up.

"Is that true Harry?" Her head leans on Dré's shoulder as he lightly kisses her head.

Looking at him he looks back at me sternly. "Yeah, we were actually talking about you." I say.

"Were you really?" Her face lights up as she springs her head up.

My eyes get teary seeing her smile. She loves Dré as well; I never want her to see us fight. It could jeopardise everything.

"Yeah we were talking about how we love you and..." My voice breaks and I cough to disguise it and violently rub my teary eye.

"Yes Gemma and how I'm going to take you out for ice cream today." Dré covers me up and I return the smile to both of them.

"Really..."

"Of course beautiful," I reply, my voice still very shaken and timid.

Dré puts her down and we both watch her skip out back upstairs.

"Ice cream; you better not be up to anything, one fucking hair out of place!" I threaten once Gem is out of hearing range.

"Fucking hell Harry she's my fucking sister, I adore her I would do anything for her."

"Step-sister," I hiss the correction.

"She's the last thing of my mum...Our mum...I don't care if you hate me being around Gemma but I'll always be there." Dré says with a comforting tone.

I hate Dré but when he's with Gemma, it kind of over rules everything between us. Seeing her happy with Dré makes me happy so...

I watch Dré leave the room and to the front door I follow him out.

"I'll be back before lunch," he shouts to get Gemma's attention upstairs. "I will be back..." He repeats but this time to me and shuts the door loudly behind him.  

He's such a prick.

Ashley's P.O.V

"You're being pathetic and irrational." I scream at my dad.