Ashley's P.O.V
We walked to the car which was a black escalade. I got in and there was a boy with entrancing blue eyes and messy dark brown hair. I'm guessing this is Louis from me hearing Harry call him that. "Hey mate." Harry spoke. "Hey lad." Louis spoke. "Who's this?" He questioned at me. I stopped Harry from introducing me at least I could do that by myself gosh. "I'm Ashley." I said. "Pretty name." Louis said. I blushed. Harry wrapped his arm around me before whispering in my ear "next time don't interrupt me when I'm talking or you'll be sorry." I growled while twirling my hair. I lightly pulled away from him hoping he wouldn't notice but he did. "mm, very naughty today aren't we." He growled in my ear. This is so annoying. "Sorry lad, I couldn't get any food so we'll stop now." Louis said. Harry nodded in agreement. That made me 10x happier because I haven't eaten in days and if Louis would've brought Harry something he wouldn't have shared with me. We pulled into a McDonalds my face lit up as I tried to hide it. "Someone's excited." Louis teased. I smiled and blushed. I could literally see the steam coming firm Harry's ears. This part of the day is great. Once we pulled up I was ready to order. "What would you like, love?" Louis asked. I tried to keep it at a minimum to keep from ordering everything off the menu. "U-um a 10 peace nugget, 2 hamburgers a medium fry and a large Coke." I said. Wow I am fat. "Get her a hamburger and a cup of water." Harry cut in. I hate him. "Lad don't be like that." Louis chuckled. They eventually ordered their food and when they grabbed the bag the smell of food filled the car. It instantly made my mouth water. I almost to fast grabbed the bag and got my fries.
Within minutes my food was gone. "Fattie." Harry teased. I rolled my eyes luckily he didn't catch that 'I'm in enough trouble.' According to him. We pulled up to this huge loft style house which in guessing was Louis'. He seemed nice by the way. Harry sighed. "Good to be back home I'm tired." He said. Home? So that's why he has an accent and why he wanted to come to London but why does he want me?
I got out the car seconds later feeling an arm around my waist pulling me in. I heard him say something but I was in too much awe. I walked slowly letting it sink in that I was actually here. "Walk faster." Harry said annoyed. "Shut up." I whispered. "Heard that, you're gonna be sorry tonight." He mumbled, I just ignored him. We walked in and it was as amazing as the outside. I didn't know where to start. "Make yourself at home." Louis said. Harry was already stretched out on the couch. I sat down softly not really wanting to be like Harry. Louis stopped by me and bent done now and pushed a button. The chair, to my surprise reclined. "When I say make yourself at home do it." Louis said flashing the best smile ever. I'm dead. "Is the lad home yet?" A blonde boy said coming downstairs shirtless. Then he saw me omg do I look that bad. "Hi." He said. I love his accent. "Hi." I said. "Careful mate she's mine." Harry said. "I don't want her." He said with the biggest smile ever. I love him. "Sure Niall." Harry said laughing. I'm just sitting there still shocked by this house. "Who's hungry?" Harry offered. "Me!" I'm guessing Niall said. "I'm making my famous fettuccine." Happy with the results of people rushing to the counter Harry said. I don't know what's so great about this but ok...
About 45 minutes later this amazing aroma filled the house. My mouth immediately watered. "Plate for Liam" Harry said wiping sweat from his forehead. "Thanks mate." Liam said. "Plate for Niall." He said filling the plate. "Mhabnk oo"Niall saidwhich I think was thank you in "my mouth is full of food" language. "Boo bear here's your plate." Harry yelled. Walking away after making one more plate. "Everyone like their stuff?" He asked proudly. "Yeah." Only Liam replied. "Well Ashley are you going to make you a plate?" He questioned eating his food. Ugh. "I'm not hungry..." I said walking away going up like 40,000 stairs before going in whoever a room. It's this long fluffy pillow and that's what I cuddle with before someone came in startling me. "Oh hey." Louis spoke. "H-hey sorry is this your room? I mean duh it's your room I-I'll just go." I say jumping up to leave out. "No it's fine." He said. "You sure? Because I can go downstairs and not bother you." I said. "No I want you to stay, I'm not doing anything." He said taking his shirt off. OHMYGOD I tried not to faint. Why am I standing here? Is this as awkward as it seems? Why am I staring? Oh my. "As good as I feel I have to put on a shirt so sorry shows over." He teased. I was staring oh no. "S-Sorry." I said. "It's cool." He chuckled. "So what you up to? How's life?" He said. This boy is so pretty. I tried to leave out the part where I was kidnapped. "It's good." I said. "What are your goals?" Louis asked. "Well...I want to become a writer I was taking a course before I was..pulled out." I said. "I think you'd been an awesome writer." He said. "Thanks." I said. We sat there in silence, it wasn't awkward but we both knew what was going to happen. He leaned in and I leaned in I don't know I couldn't control myself it just happened. Before I could react we kissed. "Sorry I'm so sorry I.." I said before getting up and leaving. What if he had a girlfriend? What would Harry do if he found out?? Oh snap Harry. I ran back downstairs and sat down on the couch trying to act as normal as possible.
A/N: 😁I've decided to end it here! Because I have writers block ughhhhh. So this is the end of this page until I can think of something good :,( hope you like the story <3
