Summer Love- Harry Styles / Ashton Irwin

Chapter 20

"I gotta go get ready okay?" Ashton told me and I nodded.

I hung around backstage for a while until I heard someone call.my name.

I knew instantly it was Harry.

"What do you want Harry?" I sighed as I turned to face him.

"To apologise." He said as he pulled on his rolling stones shirt.

"Too late for that Harry. You crosses the line, Ashtons supposed to be your friend! And couldn't you have gotten dressed in your room?" I folded my arms and he smirked.

"I know, but for the sake of having to share the same bus, we should at least be on good terms?" His eyes looked desperate, causing me to give in.

"Fine, but no funny business." I laughed as he grinned.

His smile brings me chills and I try to share the off as he's ushered to the stage.

It wasnt until then I realised I'd missed Ashton and the lads set.

I mentally kicked myself as a buzzed Ashton bounced towards me.

"So..." He smirked. "Did you enjoy it?"

"Yeah! You were great!" I lied.

His smile disappeared and his shoulders dropped. "You're lying." He stated, slipping his hands into his back pockets.

"Wha-"

"I saw you with Harry and before that you weren't even watching."

I was totally speechless. "Sorry." I mumbled.

"It's fine." He perked up and kissed my cheek before walking off.

What?

*****

Finally the shows over and Harry runs off stage last flashing me a smile.

I smiled back and Ashton took it upon himself to so obviously try to make him jealous by kissing me.

What's his deal?

Harry walked off with the others and I followed, Ashton behind me.

"Ariah did you buy that new dress today?" Ashton asked in the car and Harrys head shot up.

"No..no I didn't."

"Oh.." He raised his eyebrows. "Why?"

"I, uh- didn't like it.. why?

Harrys eyes were darting from me to Ash's and im surprised no one else has noticed.

"Because we're going out tonight."

I let out a breath I didn't realise I was holding in and nodded. 'It's okay. I have other dresses."

I smiled and he nodded turning.his attention back to his phone.

****

Ashton had just ordered our drinks, he's being a little off tonight for some unknown reason.

"Ashton." I whispered in his ear.

"Hm?" He turned to me.

"Is there something wrong?" I frowned and he shook his head.

"Just a few things playing on my mind. I'll be fine after a few drinks." He said handing me my drink and standing up from the stool.

"Wait." I said placing my drink back on the bar and smashing my lips onto his. "I love you." I mumbled onto his lips.

He chuckled softly, planting another kiss on my lips and pulling away. "I love you too."

I picked up my drink once again and we made our way to the table.

-Harry's P.O.V.-

I watched as Ariah and Ashton kissed and all it did was open the floodgates to another memory I had of her, a not so good one either.

-Flashback-

It's been a few weeks since my little angel, Darcy's funeral and Louis convinced me that having a few drinks would help the pain. 

But all I want to do is to see my girlfriend and cuddle with her all night long, soothing her when she cries.

But she's nowhere to be found tonight. Intact I haven't seen her all week.

Louis says im best to give her some space, but since we got back together I can tell the loss of our baby is killing her.

It's been about an hour and it's my turn to get the rounds in.

I pushed through people grinding and throwing themselves at me and ended up at the bar.

Much to my surprise I saw Ariah at the other side of the bar.

She had a smile on her face as she was handed a drink by the same guy that was with her at the hospital the day of her carcrash.

He leant in and kissed her and I felt my heart sink and my fists tighten as I marched towards them.

"What the fuck is this?!" I growled and the two pulled apart and Ariah gasped.

"Oh my god." She whispered.

"Care to explain?!"

"You're Harry Styles!" She giggled.

She was drunk.

"Yes. And you're my girlfriend, so why the fuck are you kissing this guy?!"

She frowned. "Im sorry but I am not your girlfriend. I've never even met you."

"Come on babe, he's obviously drunk." He said to her and she nodded.

"Bye Harry." She smiled, her eyes glistened and displayed happiness.

There was something different about her and I can't seem to put my finger on it.

"Oh no you don't." I growled, gripping the guy from behind and pinning him against the bar.

"Ashton!" She yelled in horror.

-Flashback over.-

"Harry stop! What are you doing?! Get off of him!" Ariahs voice rang through my ears as Liam pulled me away from Ashton.

"It was you." I spat.

Ashton was the guy who stole my girlfriend.

He chuckled dryly as he stared me dead in the eye, wiping his bloody lip with his shirt.

"You're a dead man." I growled before trying to get at him once again being restrained by another pair of arms.

He laughed and turned to walk away and Ariah followed.

"Don't follow me." I heard him say and Ariah stopped and turned back to us.

The confused look her eyes made me curious.

She really didn't remember.

"Ariah can I talk to you?" She looked at me, reluctantly. "Please?" She sighed and followed me out of the club.

"What the hell was that?!" She yelled once we got outside.

"I want to take you somewhere." I said and she laughed.

"What? Where?"

"Come on, you'll see." I called Paul and he arranged to have a car ready for us in ten minutes.